In this world, many tragic stories have no prelude.

Just like this scene in front of me, as the woman screamed shrillly, people projected their eyes, and the tragedy had already caused a young maid with blood on her face, obviously being scratched by someone with a sharp weapon, causing scars that would be enough to regret for life.

There were two burly men next to them, as if they were worried that people would not know who was the real culprit of this disfigurement incident, and they were standing on the side and smiling.

In the strange tranquility around, one of the fierce men spitted phlegm at the woman who fell to the ground and sneered: "I can accompany you two, I'm giving you a face! Since you don't appreciate your face, don't want that face! Otherwise, others will think that our Poison Dragon Legion is easy to bully."

The last sentence also increased the volume particularly. It seemed that the Poison Dragon Legion was quite famous. There were a few men who were ready to stand up for the girl, and immediately lost their momentum and shrank back. Although the girl had a good reputation on weekdays, she was not enough to make herself stand up for her to die.

Nan Yong did his homework on weekdays and immediately whispered: "The Poison Dragon Legion, the three major cancers in the border of the Principality, plundered passers-by merchants, smuggled, and sometimes helped the nobles of the Kingdom to carry out some shameful tasks..."

Once a force has an official letter of appointment and has the king's fingerprint on it, then once this force is evil, it will inevitably be lawless.

Feng Qinglang glanced at the bar owner. He stood behind the counter with expressionless expression, knowing that such a thing would not be the first time or the last time.

This woman whose appearance was destroyed will soon disappear from here, and the boss will hire another beautiful maid in the nearby countryside. It is better for the man to know the appearance but not the appearance, so wait for the next tragedy to come...

The two fierce men smiled even more grimly. They were very satisfied with the performance of the people around them being silent. Now this bitch is really ignorant. Like the slut who was named before, she is much more tactful. Humph, I heard that she has become a good man and married to a nearby family. Then go find her. Her current husband will kill her directly. Who are we afraid of?

The woman covered her bloody face and lay on the ground, sobbing in pain, and did not dare to fight too much. Everyone else seemed to have turned into puppets, watching the two assaulters get up from their seats and glance at them with contempt...

Feng Qinglang was considering whether to take a leave. When he went out to finish them off, a "bang" sound was heard, and someone slapped the table heavily. The sound was very close. Nan Yong even splashed his face by the splashing tea. He saw clearly that the one who was slapped the table was his young master. He was so scared that his face turned pale and said in a hurry: "Young master, that's the poisonous dragon person, we can't afford to offend..."

Nan Xinghun said sternly: "Bastard! You want to be happy for a while, but you ruin others' lives. You are scumbags, and you are not tolerated by nature!"

The voice became sharp because it was too angry. The originally magnetic male voice was more like a female voice at this time.

She pulled open her suitcase with one hand, pulled out an emergency medical kit, and then walked up to them, squatted down in front of the victim, and urgently stopped the bleeding for her.

Nan Yong was already scared and his hands were trembling. Feng Qinglang followed helplessly, looking at the two perpetrators with expressionless expression. For some reason, he felt a little ashamed. Once upon a time, he was also very passionate. For the sake of inner justice, he never cared about the past and the future, and dared to face thousands of troops alone. But now, the first thing he considered is not to damage his current survival, and then think about other things...

At the beginning, the two fierce men were indeed shocked. Even when they saw Nan Xinghun bandaging the wound, they did not dare to stop him. But after waiting for a while, the little guy who seemed to be a noble child did not follow a large group of people around him. He immediately crawled back to their faces: "Little boy, do you want to come out to preside over the justice with such a vulgar fat man?"

Feng Qinglang blinked vigorously, and he suddenly realized that the vulgar fat man in the other person's mouth seemed to be him.

Nan Xinghun ignored him, Wen Yan comforted the girl, and Feng Qinglang ignored him even more. He felt that he was not a wretched fat man.

"Okay, you're pretending to be crazy!" Big scalp boots kicked Nan Xinghun's handsome face. It seemed that these two people had a fanatical hobby about destroying beauty.

The kick was accurate, and Nan Xinghun was about to deform half of his face. If Nan Xinghun dared to avoid it, the woman he wanted to protect would bear the anger of the kick for him.

Feng Qinglang didn't take action. He wanted to know whether the source of Nan Xinghun's courage was because of himself or herself.

Nan Xinghun rolled on the spot with the woman in his arms, a little embarrassed. His back muscles could not take off all their strength. The pain made him crack his teeth, but he did not make a sound of pain. He helped the woman who had bandaged the wound to sit on a chair, turned around and pulled out the short sword from his waist, and stabbed the fierce man in the face.

But the expressions of the two ferocious men were completely calm. From what happened just now, it can be seen that this kid's martial arts were very ordinary. At most, he was about level 4 in the body-building stage. He probably wouldn't be a figure from a big family. He looked at the other party sprinting towards him with a playful look and flashed sideways. One of them pressed on the sword blade of Nanxinghun. Nanxinghun stabbed the target and changed it to the dining table. With the clanging sound of Dingling, the dining table collapsed and the Nanxinghun who was leveraging his force crashed into the ruins of the dining table, in a very embarrassing manner.

Nan Xinghun still did not let out any painful hums, struggled to stand up again, turned around, raised his sword, and stabbed towards the target. As a result, another dining table was in trouble.

The two evil men were full of grinning before abuse. They liked to watch the target in vain and then slowly abuse him to death.

After knocking over several dining tables like this, I looked at the mess of cups and plates everywhere. The bar owner stopped doing it. Fighting here is common, but both sides of the battle seemed to have no chance of compensation afterwards. How could the Poison Dragon lose money? This little guy probably can't survive...

His poker face finally changed, and he advised: "My uncles, please understand that the store is not easy to operate. Please go outside and fight."

At this time, no one paid attention to him.

After he tried hard to persuade him, he stared at Feng Qinglang, who was standing beside Mune, and said, "Fatty, please advise your companions. If this continues, I can't ask for this store."

Of course, Feng Qinglang wouldn't pay attention. Those two fierce men dared to call me fat, but at least he thought he was a poisonous dragon. You, a bad-hearted boss, also shouted with the trend?

"Fatty, I'm calling you, didn't hear it? Believe it or not, I'll break your head!" The boss stopped doing it, pulled out a bottle of wine and gestured to the fat man's head to scare him. In his opinion, this stupid fat man was probably a fellow countryman of this little noble young master. He scared him, and maybe there was a glimmer of hope that he would persuade him to leave the pub.

Who knows that the most unkind man and woman in this tavern is this fat man. Feng Qinglang thought, from the beginning and the end of today's scene, you should have ruined a lot of people, right?

The wine bottle exploded, but it was on the boss's head, and a piece of glass fragment came to Feng Qinglang's fingers. With a random stroke, it also left a scar on the boss's face that would be unforgettable for life.

In the heart-wrenching pain, the boss found that his vocal cords were blocked by something, and he couldn't make any sound and fell straight down.

No one would notice that such an episode happened in this corner. People's eyes were all present in the center. Many people's eyes were unbearable, but no one dared to stop all this from continuing.

Nan Xinghun was already teasing his head and bleeding, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered. He also knew that he was being teased, but he did not give up. He even learned to use false moves when drawing the sword. Unfortunately, the gap between the two sides' martial arts skills was a bit big, so he could only fall to the ground again and again and get up again.

Feng Qinglang was also a little shocked. She didn't even look at herself from beginning to end. She really believed that she could uphold justice with her own strength, or that for her justice, she could be willing to face everything with the courage to face everything.

Such crazy behavior always reminds Feng Qinglang of some fragments that seem to have been forgotten in the past.

The two evil men shook each other, as if they thought the foreplay was almost done and it was time to close the net.

Unfortunately, Feng Qinglang also thought that it was almost done and the farce was about to end.

This time, Nan Xinghun, who fell, was helped up by Feng Qinglang. Nan Xinghun groaned: "What else are you doing? Let's go!" She fell into many places all over her body, which made her exhale when she spoke.

Feng Qinglang could only smile and said, "It seems that this is not very loyal."

Nan Xinghun rolled his eyes: "It's so loyal. I didn't expect the idea to be too hard. My epic life may have to end at the beginning."

Feng Qinglang smiled even more bitterly. It turns out that you also know that you are not as powerful as them.

"It's great. If you have a companion together, you won't be too lonely when you go on the road later. Although this companion is a bit lewd and a little fat..." The two fierce men approached with a strange smile on their faces.

Nan Xinghun pushed Feng Qinglang and said coldly: "I block them, you run away!"

She raised her sword and rushed up again. This time, she was a little surprised... because the joke on the faces of the two fierce men disappeared. For them, it was like a sudden invisible force that completely completely imprisoned their whole body.

So, Nan Xinghun was very surprised to stab the sword into one of the chest. When she stabbed her, she looked in disbelief, and all the onlookers were also full of disbelief.

When she stabbed the sword into another person's chest, the room was filled with exclamation marks. Could it be that the power of justice can really make people defeat the strong in an instant by the weak.

The two evil men fell in a pool of blood, injured near the vital points, but could not be fatal immediately. This is because Nan Xinghun's swordsmanship is too poor and he cannot find the vital points to draw the sword. Then, they have to face the most cowardly way of death, which means they have to die from a large amount of blood loss.

Their eyes were also full of shock. The experience of the Poison Dragon Legion gave them more knowledge than those present. They were the power of space just now, and they were very high-level, far from being able to match them. Who is the one behind this little face?

Before their consciousness gradually became hazy, they found that the fat man who felt very vulgar was smiling at them.

Things have reached such a point, and Nan Xinghun immediately made the most correct choice and fled in panic.

What surprised Feng Qinglang again was that she carefully took the victim away before leaving. She expressed her rationally that she was worried that someone would take her anger on her.

What was even more surprising was that Nan Yong didn't run, or to be precise, he didn't run far away. As soon as he saw Feng Qinglang and the others coming out, he quickly ran up with his horse.

When he ran out of the town, Nan Xinghun specially stopped his horse and left a message to the Situ family with a unique mark on the huge mercenary bulletin board, and the agreed location was changed to Luoxia Town near Mingguang Academy.

This carefulness made Feng Qinglang feel that it was necessary to correct the image of Nan Xinghun in his mind again. At the same time, an inexplicable sense of identity was silently emerging deep in his heart.

He suddenly remembered the rare praise from his mentor back then: a calm and wise person who can do everything for the justice in his heart is the real courage. It is sunny, you live up to your reputation, and you embrace the sunshine under the light.

In the journey of retrieving strength, are you losing your true self...

Suddenly, he wanted to do something more for this, just for this insight...

When they galloped all night and finally arrived at the border of the Ruifeng Principality, a mountain of bones was piled up on the fork road outside the official road, which was creepy. There was a black flag on it, saying: If you go against the Poison Dragon Legion, you will have no age or a young age, and there will be only one outcome!

The flag flutters in the wind, like a dancing poisonous insect.

The strange scene allowed Feng Qinglang to clearly see Nan Yong beside him, and his shoulders were twitching irresistible.

Nan Xinghun gritted his teeth and commented: "Bandits with official licenses are fierce, and they are worried that others don't know that this way can lead to their headquarters."

Everyone stopped stopping and continued to run until they crossed the border of the Principality of Ruifeng and entered the territory of the Principality of Obsidian. Everyone except Feng Qinglang breathed a sigh of relief.

At a resting station, Nan Xinghun gave the poor woman a sum of coins and advised her to leave Ruifeng. If there are relatives who are still in Ruifeng, they should contact them with caution.

The amount of coins was enough to make Nan Yong open his mouth wide, but he did not dare to protest because he had seen his young master's crazy and tough side.

Seeing Nan Xinghun tinging on the woman's various matters and listening to the various ideal possibilities, Feng Qinglang couldn't help but interrupt a few words. He was the absolute authority in this regard about how to survive.

At the same time, he sent Nan Ling an emergency letter. Nan Xinghun must not have the courage to talk about this with his father, but as Feng Qinglang's identity, he decided that he must report to Nan Ling so that Nan Ling could use the relationship network to avoid accidents such as Nan Xinghun's avatar accidentally appeared on the wanted list.

In a small village in the Obsidian Principality, the exhausted people decided to rest for a while.

Feng Qinglang was sure that the entire village was not threatening. When she was considering implementing the plan, Nan Xinghun pushed the door and walked into Feng Qinglang's room. Her hair was wet and brought in a fragrance after bathing. She tilted her head and rubbed her hair lightly. The flying water droplets inadvertently revealed her daughter's posture.

Feng Qinglang quickly turned to the beginning and blinked hard, thinking to himself, Miss, you are playing the role of the eldest young master. I have not exposed other people's habits in person, nor do I hope that the Nan family will be added to the list of chases in the future, because this list is already long enough.

Nan Xinghun casually said "hey" and just said hello. She sat opposite Feng Qinglang, holding her cheek, unable to hide her tired face, and even yawned. The girl's expression became a little heavier. She looked at Feng Qinglang with interest, as if she could see something interesting on his face.

Feng Qinglang quickly looked out the window, well, the scenery of this small village is quite beautiful, he pushed the bridge of his nose and his glasses were still there, which proved that it was not his own appearance to attract the other party.

He said, "Master Xinghun, are you asking me for trouble?"

Nan Xinghun blinked cunningly and said, "Little fat man, it's not easy for you to be a student, I'm just wondering how my father can stuff you like..."

She paused, obviously thinking that the straightforward wording of "Ugly" was too harmful, so she changed it to: "Give me such a small meat pier, it turns out that there is a bit of real material! Hey, in that tavern, are you using the power of time or space?"

Warriors of these two laws are also popular products in various wealthy families even in the body-building stage. Once they grow up, they will be stronger than warriors of the same level who master the general laws.

Feng Qinglang smiled but answered nothing. She appeared on his current face, and her smile seemed extremely honest.

The wind outside the window, with the moisture of early autumn, also blew the breath of Nanxinghun to Feng Qinglang without reservation, but Nanxinghun did not feel that the biggest secret of her life had been seen by others, and still thought that she was disguised very well. She leaned closer and smiled and said, "I will keep this matter secret, don't worry! By the way, fortunately, there is you in the tavern matter, so I have to say thank you solemnly."

"You're welcome." Feng Qinglang and Nan Xinghun's eyes met for a moment, and then avoided them again.

The other party's eyes were quite bright without any impurities. He suddenly became a little curious about what it would look like if Nan Xinghun took off the necklace that concealed his appearance. He should be a stunning beauty... But he then felt that this idea was not in line with his usual ideas, so he quickly returned to the teapot on the table, as if the teapot with an ordinary shape had some extraordinary craftsmanship that the naked eye could not see.

"Okay, I mainly thank you. At the same time, I also apologize to you. After all, my father asked you to help me, but I caused trouble for you..." Nan Xinghun bowed slightly, stood up, and walked out the door, "Good night, my dear companion to study."

When Nan Xinghun walked to the door, Feng Qinglang sighed and said calmly: "Actually, I think you did a good job and there is no need to apologize."

Nan Xinghun suddenly turned his head, his eyes seemed to be brighter, and then he left with a happy and smug laugh.
Chapter completed!