Chapter 777

Shen Feng looked at Ao Yunfei's body, took out his mobile phone and reported the story to Yin Lao.

"You're waiting for me in Mingdao villa now. I'll go there overnight." Old Yin answered, and the horse kept coming towards this side.

As soon as Shen Feng put down the phone, a noisy voice came from his ear: "over there."

He followed his reputation and saw Uncle Xian with the people from Mingdao village coming over in mud. They could have reached the mountain road in a while. Because of the landslide, they spared a long way.

When people saw Ao Yunfei's body, uncle Xian was silent for a long time. Ao Yunfei came to Mingdao villa many times. He and AO Yunfei were old acquaintances and even sympathized with each other. Although Ao Yunfei committed many wrongs, he still felt a little sorry.

Then they took Ao Yunfei and turned back towards Mingdao village

In front of Mingdao villa, Xia housong and others had already returned, but he didn't see the people returning. He was a little proud. He went back to the tent first and waited for the news slowly. Even if the man couldn't kill Shen Feng, he could take the sacrificial knife away.

"Young master, young master, people are back." Xia housong's men hurried into the tent.

Hearing that someone came back, Xia housong immediately stood up and asked, "what about the knife? Where are the people? "

"People, people seem to be dead." The man replied.

Xia housong's face showed ecstasy. He thought Shen Feng had been killed by the man and ran out of the tent.

As soon as he ran out of the tent, he saw Shen Feng coming face-to-face from the foot of the mountain with a sacrificial knife and uncle Xian. Xia housong was stunned when he saw Shen Feng coming face-to-face, and then whispered to his men around him.

"Didn't you say people were dead!"

"Young master, you came out before I finished explaining." The man was wronged.

"Young master Xia Hou, I'm sorry to disappoint you." Shen Feng said to Xia Hou song with a smile, but a fine light flashed in his eyes. He hated the people who made small moves behind his back.

After listening to Shen Feng's words, Xia housong's face was red and white. He didn't dare admit that he did it to slow down the people. He could only answer, "what are you talking about? I don't understand a word at all."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. It's just a pity. I know some friends in the entertainment industry. Otherwise, I'll find you an agent and you'll become an actor." Shen Feng smiled and said.

"Do you think I'm acting? I tell you, my people are still lying in the tent." Xia housong said in a deep voice.

"Really? Shall I find someone to show them? " Shen Feng continued to laugh.

"You don't have to worry about it." Xia housong said coldly.

Just then, uncle Xian said to Shen Feng, "let's go quickly. I think the villa leader can't wait."

"Yes." Shen Feng nodded and answered. He also knew that Xia yuan cared about the knife very much. Then he sneered at Xia Hou song and said, "young master Xia Hou, we'll see you later."

With that, Shen Feng and uncle Xian walked into Mingdao villa

Xia housong looked at Shen Feng's back and said, "Shen Feng, let's see later!"

"Young master, what shall we do?" One of Xia housong's men asked.

As soon as the man's voice fell, Xia housong slapped him and knocked him to the ground. Now he can only vent his anger on his own men.

"What bad luck, let's go!" Xia Hou song shouted angrily and took people away all night. Qingtianzong and others saw that there was no excitement to see, and they all dispersed by themselves

In Mingdao villa, Xia yuan lay on his bed, staring at the direction of the door, while Xia Xin kept close to him.

"Villa leader, the knife has come back." Uncle Xian's voice came from outside the door.

"Let him in." When Xia yuan heard the voice, he was overjoyed and hurried to Xia Xin.

As soon as Xia Xin opened the door, Shen Feng with a sacrificial knife was already standing at the door.

At this time, Shen Feng changed his cynicism in the past. He held a war blade, his eyes were sharp, his face was cold, and there was an obvious knife wound on his shoulder. Xia Xin was really startled by him. It was the first time she saw Shen Feng like this.

"Shen, brother Shen, you, you're hurt." Xia Xin stammered and said, "let me wrap it up for you."

Shen Feng saw that she was frightened. The corners of her mouth raised slightly and showed a smile: "I'm sorry to scare you. It's not in the way for the time being."

With that, Shen Feng went directly into the room and went to the front of the hospital bed.

"Xiao Xin, go out first." Xia yuan ordered Xia Xin.

"Oh, I see." Xia Xin answered, turned and left

"Villa leader Xia, your hand..." Shen Feng looked at the bloody gauze on Xia yuan's arm and silently clenched his teeth.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I'm ready to close the mountain. It's worth my life to forge such a sharp sword before closing the mountain." Although Xia yuan was very weak, he looked at the sacrificial knife in Shen Feng's hand, and his face was a little relieved.

"Where is he?" Xia yuan continued to ask Shen Feng.

"Dead!" Shen Feng just replied very simply and didn't tell Xia yuan about Aoyun's flying past.

"He is also a man who loves knives, but he has gone astray." Xia yuan sighed, "give this knife a name. Tomorrow I'll let Jiang Xian engrave it on the knife and make a scabbard by the way."

"I want to continue calling it 'hundred battles'." Shen Feng said without thinking.

Xia yuan shook his head silently and said, "this knife has been recast. The name of 'hundred battles' has become a thing of the past, and it has the integration of spirit meteorite iron. Let's give it a new name."

Shen Feng thought Xia yuan's words were reasonable. He still had to accept the suggestion, so he looked at the sharp edge of the sacrificial knife and said, "then call it broken rainbow."

"Broken rainbow, gas broken Changhong, good name!" Xia yuan laughed.

Xia yuan lost too much blood and was now very weak. The laughter was too excited. After laughing, he immediately coughed violently. Shen Feng immediately urged his internal Qi to calm his Qi and blood. The cough stopped.

"Although you bear the evil spirit of the demon sect, you are upright and a member of the dragon group. Be kind to this knife and don't let it fall into the hands of others." Xia yuan is extremely weak.

"Don't worry, I will promise you this!" Shen Feng is firm to Xia yuan.

"Well, I'm a little tired now. Take a rest. Go out first and tell Xiaoxin that you don't have to come in."

Maybe the sacrificial knife was recovered, and his name was settled. The persistent belief in his heart gradually disappeared. A weak feeling immediately spread all over his body, and then he fell asleep