Song Yiyang had already arrived at the center of the yard, and had one foot stuck in the ground, standing in front of Zhou Fei's body.

As the sun sets, the courtyard is dyed red.

But the color of the red cloud cannot be compared with the blood color in the courtyard.

The smell of blood was irritating, and Zhou Fei's headless body was still bleeding, dyeing the blue brick floor red.

Song Yiyang stood steadily with one foot, looked down at the corpse, his face calm as if he was not looking at a dead person or a dead chicken.

"Is it so satisfying?" Leng Fei smiled.

Song Yiyang shook his head and said, "You have caused me a lot of trouble!"

Leng Fei smiled proudly: "What's the style of my sword? If I continue to kill, will your depression be relieved?"

Song Yiyang curled his lips and ignored his show-off: "No matter how powerful the martial arts are, they are still killed by plots. Therefore, it is easy to avoid hidden arrows and they are hard to guard against, so I think it is a warning!"

He personally experienced Zhou Fei's martial arts, which was really unfathomable, and was completely opposite to his shallow and frivolous character.

He also understood Leng Fei. Killing people with such cruel means is not just to vent his anger, but must have no intention.

He looked at Leng Fei: "But your flying knife is indeed amazing, with a bit of a pleasure knife."

Leng Fei smiled: "This knife is my pinnacle!"

This sword condenses all the strength, condenses the anger and murderous intent on the sword, and then releases the power of the body with the power of the Taiyue Soul-Suppressing Hammer.

The combination of Taiyue Soul-Suppressing Hammer and Happy Knife made this sword more than twice the power of the sword that shot Li Tayue.

"Don't be proud, think about how to solve this problem first!" Song Yiyang snorted.

He would never say anything grateful, so as not to show off his expression and always mention it.

Killing Zhou Fei was so happy, but it was endless troubles.

Leng Fei said: "We two can't solve this problem, I'll ask someone to help."

"Who?" Song Yiyang frowned.

Leng Fei smiled: "Mingyuexuan, don't move Zhou Fei first."

"Go and go back!" Song Yiyang waved his left hand.

Leng Fei hurried away and said to Song's mother who was cooking: "Aunt Song, I'll go back soon!"

"The meal will be ready soon." Song's mother shouted with a smile.

"Come back soon." Leng Feiying said, and left with great strides.

He soon came to Dengyun Tower's residence. When he opened the gate, he found a graceful woman standing in the courtyard, which was Li Qingdi.

He clasped his fists and smiled, "Miss Li?"

Li Tayue’s affairs have ended, Zhao Qinghe has already rewarded her, and there should be no connection, so why would Li Qingdi come again?

Li Qingdi Yanran clasped her fists: "Young Master Leng."

Zhao Qinghe came out of the house and smiled and said, "Why did Leng Fei come back? But he forgot to get the things?"

"I'm here to ask my sister-in-law for help." Leng Fei looked stern and hugged her fists seriously.

Zhao Qinghe smiled and said, "You are so powerful, you still want to ask me for help?"

Although Leng Fei is a wild path and his cultivation is not as good as his own, he will definitely be fine if he fights and kills himself.

Leng Fei said seriously: "I killed a disciple of Xiaoyao Temple."

Zhao Qinghe raised her eyebrows lightly and looked at Li Qingdi with a smile: "Xiaoyaotang is not a small sect."

Leng Fei is a very smart guy. The smarter he is, the fewer people kill. He can achieve his goal by using other means. Even if he kills, he will borrow a knife and rarely take action by himself.

Leng Fei looked at the main hall.

"Tianpeng is going to buy food." Zhao Qinghe said: "Let's talk now."

Leng Fei said: "Don't I have a childhood friend? I entered Xiaoyao Hall..."

He quickly told the story.

Zhao Qinghe said angrily: "It actually caused trouble to my family. Damn it!... Let's go and go over and take a look!"

She smiled again and said, "Little Junior Sister, you are waiting for Tianpeng here, and I will take a look at Leng Fei."

"Senior Sister Zhao, I'll go too." Li Qingdi whispered: "I also want to see what this guy looks like."

Leng Fei smiled bitterly: "Miss Li is afraid she won't see him anymore, and her head is gone."

"Li Tayue?" Li Qingdi's eyes turned, his eyes flashed, and he looked at Zhao Qinghe with a smile.

Zhao Qinghe said angrily: "Okay, you are ready to let me take the blame!"

Leng Fei said embarrassedly: "Xiaoyao Hall is a huge monster. He is the younger brother of the Master Xiang. I am weak and can't bear it. I can only ask my sister-in-law to help you block it."

"You're honest!" Zhao Qinghe looked at him helplessly.

She knew that Leng Fei was a person who took three steps and had a very fast mind. She said that she happened to use the method of killing Li Tayue to be a lie.

Li Qingdi looked at Leng Fei with eyes.

"Junior sister, don't go." Zhao Qinghe said.

Li Qingdi shook his head gently: "Senior Sister Zhao, I must go and have a look."

"Oh..., okay." Zhao Qinghe looked at Leng Fei.

Leng Fei said: "Miss Li, please don't go."

When she goes, she is in trouble. If she gets involved in this matter, Zhao Qinghe doesn't want her to go, and she doesn't want her to be responsible.

Li Qingdi chuckled and said lightly: "If I don't go, what does it have to do if I am a disciple of the Daxueshan Sect or Tianfeng Island?"

"Okay." Zhao Qinghe chuckled and said, "It's still the younger sister who is so brave, let's go!"

The two girls followed Leng Fei out of the courtyard.

Zhao Qinghe asked about Song Yiyang's situation along the way.

When they returned to Song Yiyang's house, Song's mother saw the two girls and her eyes lit up, frequently winking Leng Fei.

Leng Fei pretended not to see it, and just briefly introduced a few words, then entered Song Yiyang's courtyard and introduced Song Yiyang to the two women.

Song Yiyang smiled and nodded, without saying much.

Seeing the headless corpse on the ground, Zhao Qinghe still felt uncomfortable, her jade face turned pale, and she glared at Leng Fei.

Li Qingdi looked at Zhou Fei without changing his face. His eyes were full of fear, but instead he was curious, trying to find out the power of the flying knife through Zhou Fei's corpse.

Leng Fei pointed to a silver bullet inside the wall: "This is the hidden weapon Zhou Fei shot, and he wanted to kill Aunt Song."

Song Yiyang's face was gloomy, and when he thought about it, he felt scared.

"Okay, I believe you, then leave it to me." Zhao Qinghe said: "Do you have any pens and ink?"

Song Yiyang hurriedly said, "There is something in the house."

Leng Fei went into the house and carried a Zhang Xuan case with a pen and ink on it. He personally dredged the ink, and Zhao Qinghe picked up the pen and wrote a letter.

She whistled softly with her lips.

The whistle is melodious and pleasant, and it is heard far away.

A moment later, a black dot appeared in the sky, and Leng Fei could see clearly that it was an eagle from a distance.

The eagle swooped down and rushed into the courtyard in the blink of an eye, falling on the Xuan table with a strong wind.

The wind was howling, and four people were shivering in clothes.

The divine eagle put away its amazingly-developed wings, and its feathers were covered with grease, shining.

Zhao Qinghe rolled up the letter and stuffed it into a bamboo tube, sealed the bamboo tube and tied it to one of the claws of the condor, and patted the back of the condor.
Chapter completed!