Song Xueyi said: "He is so willing to bear it?"

"There is no hesitation, only heartache." Madam Zhao smiled and said, "I feel so heartache, and my face looks very ugly."

"Gee..." Song Xueyi's flowers trembled.

Madam Zhao also smiled and shook her head.

"What a pity." Song Xueyi shook his head gently: "This marrow-cleaning pill is indeed to help him. After he accepted the marrow-cleaning pill, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. If he practices hard in the Ice Valley for a while, he may not be afraid of the master of Wangyou Tower when he comes back."

Madam Zhao's face was solemn.

Song Xueyi sighed: "There are only these two marrow-cleaning pills, and I'm afraid there will be no marrow-cleaning pills this year."

"Then..." Madam Zhao was anxious.

Song Xueyi said: "I can only say that his fate is not good, so let's stay in Hanbing Valley first. Although it is a bitter and cold place and a place where disciples in the valley are exiled, it is better than being killed by Wangyou Tower."

"Okay." Madam Zhao said: "It's not too late to escape this storm and let him leave the valley!"

"Ah..., there are very few people as sincere as him in this world, but honest people always suffer losses." Song Xueyi said with emotion.

Madam Zhao said, "Madam, this kind of little guy can be entrusted with important tasks."

"Yes..." Song Xueyi lightly said: "But you can't do it too obvious. Let him do it yourself. He is very smart."

Madam Zhao has a light head.

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Leng Fei put on a tense mask and stood in front of the mirror to look.

At this time, he had changed his face. His face was smooth and had no beard. His nose and mouth had not changed much, but the distance between his facial features had changed.

It was just a slight change between the parts, but it completely turned into another face, and the appearance varies greatly.

Now he looks ordinary, without any attractiveness, ordinary, and will not be noticed when standing in the crowd.

He nodded with satisfaction.

This face is indeed suitable for hiding. Now that I am entering the Suzaku Avenue, I am afraid that no one will notice him at all.

Turning around and looking at his house, he suddenly jumped up to the wall, climbed over the wall and landed, and had already reached an alley.

The alley was quiet and silent. He had heard it with a long time ago, and there was no one around him.

Walk along the alley, then pass through several alleys, then enter Zhuque Avenue, and completely get into the crowd.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

At this point, no one could find him, and he could walk with a swagger, and even if his elder sister Leng Mei was in front of him, she could not recognize him.

The streets are brightly lit and crowds are surging, which is much more lively than during the day.

He walked south along the Suzaku Avenue, slowly left the city, and then walked south along the Avenue.

The night is deep, the bright moon is hanging high, and the clear light is slowly.

He was bathed in the moonlight, and he was moving rapidly under his feet, quickly over his galloping horse.

His strength increased to a thousand pounds, which was the power of his arms. The strength of his legs was far greater than that of his arms. He was floating when he walked, and his body seemed to be a feather.

So he quickly crossed the galloping horse with a little force, and he didn't have to step on the moon and scented incense. Walking was a kind of enjoyment. The cool night breeze blew on his face, refreshing and pleasant.

While running, he was running the Green Bull Crashing Sky Map, recovering his strength, and rushing through the middle of the night, by dawn, he had already run hundreds of miles.

He was steaming all over his body, and there was white air above his head, but he didn't feel tired, and his body was filled with blood, which was extremely comfortable.

He stopped in a small town, sat down in front of a food stall, and ordered a bowl of porridge and ten meat buns.

Just as he was about to bury his head and eat, a handsome middle-aged man was sitting in front of him, wearing a gray robe, strong and upright.

After sitting down, he stared at Leng Fei and said lightly: "I am Li Xijiang!"

Leng Fei was stunned and showed a puzzled look: "Li Xijiang..., I don't know what it is important to do? Next week."

No wonder Song Yiyang was beaten so badly. Li Xijiang was not capable of fighting and could only deal with it.

"You killed Li Xihai?" Li Xijiang snorted.

Leng Fei showed a puzzled look again. He knew that the Tiansi mask could clearly reflect his expression, which was no different from his real skin: "Li Xihai? Who is Li Xihai?"

"My brother!" Li Xijiang sneered: "My brother died at your hands!"

Leng Fei frowned and showed an impatient look: "Brother, I don't recognize Li Xihai and Li Xijiang, and I didn't kill anyone. Killing people is illegal!... It's really inexplicable. I have to have a meal, so please don't want to stop!"

After saying that, he buried his head in the meal.

"Do you know that our Baixiang Sect has a secret technique called soul-chasing technique. Several major sects have similar secret techniques, and you can use this technique to find the murderer." Li Xijiang said in a deep voice.

Leng Fei looked up at him: "Soul Chasing Art? Did you treat me as a murderer? You won't make a mistake, right?"

"No." Li Xijiang said lightly: "Why did you kill my brother?"

"I really don't recognize it." Leng Fei shook his head and said, "You have indeed made a mistake, so let's look for it again."

He said as he continued to bury his head in the meal.

Li Xijiang sneered: "At this point, you still have to deny it. It's really not a heroic act!"

Leng Fei shook his head and continued to eat.

"It's so good!" Li Xijiang stood up and left, and there was no trace in the blink of an eye.

Leng Fei buried his head in eating, ate all the porridge and buns in one breath, and thought while eating. It would be really troublesome if several major sects really had such secret techniques.

No wonder the disciples of famous sects cannot be killed.

After dinner, he didn't rush to leave the town. He took a quick walk here, especially in front of an antique shop.

This antique shop looks very broken, obviously not well-managed, and there are no rich people in such a small place.

He glanced a few times and shook his head in disappointment. There was nothing to pick up, it was all incomplete things, as if they were dug out of the tomb.

After walking around, I left the town and indeed saw Li Xijiang.

Li Xijiang stood at the exit of the town, guarding the avenue, staring at Leng Fei coldly.

Leng Fei shook his head and sighed, feeling helpless: "I said, Brother Li, you really made a mistake. I didn't kill your brother."

"Hey!" Li Xijiang's tough face was full of disdain.

Leng Fei shook his head and took a step to start running, like a galloping horse running.

Li Xijiang followed closely behind and walked side by side with him.

Leng Fei sighed and said nothing more. The speed was faster and faster. After that, the strong wind was already pushing back, and the resistance was extremely great.

At this time, he used the step of wading the moon and the great resistance suddenly became lighter and even disappeared, as if he was walking in the wind.

"Haha..." He couldn't help but grin. This was the step of floating in the fragrance of the moon, free and easy, and extremely happy.

Wildness is completely different from usual.

Li Xijiang snorted lightly, and suddenly accelerated like an arrow from the string, and punched Leng Fei hard behind him.

Leng Fei shouted, "You are a problem!"

He flicked lightly.

"Bang!" It was like a muffled thunder exploded.

Leng Fei's forward speed suddenly accelerated, and a huge piece of it jumped out, bleeding from his mouth and his face changed drastically.

Li Xijiang retreated, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them got farther apart.

Leng Fei drilled into the woods, stepped on the moon and stole the fragrance in the woods like a fish in water, and occasionally pedaled a tree to speed up.

He had already swallowed a jade ginseng and the heat flow moistened the internal organs and resisted the injuries of the internal organs.

Li Xijiang's fist strength is strange.

He is not afraid of being strong in the boxing force. Taiyue's soul-controlling hammer is strong and fierce, and can block it, but there is still a faint strange power with the boxing force.

After this force penetrated into the internal organs, it seemed to gently squeeze the internal organs, and the internal organs were very fragile and injured by such a slight squeeze.

This force is very weak, but the damage caused is extremely great. He doesn't know if he can bear it again.

Is this the Qi training man in the third floor?
Chapter completed!