Section 6: Saying

Bu Jingxian had long expected Wu Fei to take a risky move, and saw Wu Fei's physical strength decline clearly. He had been waiting for her to cross the sword to block it. He immediately used his spiral force and rushed Wu Fei toward him. Then he raised his knee and hit her lower abdomen and tightened her slender pink neck, and pushed her down to the snow.

Wu Fei was strangled by Bu Jingxian's neck, and her abdomen was hit hard again, and she could not exert any force at all. Her head hit the ground in the ice and snow, and she immediately fell into a coma.

Bu Jingxian thought that the people who were chasing Wei Kingdom were chasing me sooner or later, and strangled Wu Fei's pink neck and used the Beiling Sect's special skills to seal the acupoint with their fingers, pressed against Wu Fei's sky spirit cover, facing down between their foreheads and eyebrows, passing through their heads, faces, necks, chests, and even to the lower vagina. This is the most powerful acupoint sealing skill of the Beiling Sect, which can interrupt the internal strength of the internal masters. Even if their internal skills are very good, it is difficult to achieve acupoint rush.

Bu Jingxian breathed a sigh of relief, picked up Wu Fei's cold frost sword, put it into the sheath, and ran away with her back.

An hour later, Bu Jingxian had already taken Wu Fei to a dilapidated temple ten miles away from the fierce battle, setting up a fire and cooking the dried meat she carried with her to make soup.

Wu Fei's umbrella was observed for a long time and found that the material of the umbrella surface was very unique and could resolve powerful impact forces. An ordinary sword could not be damaged at all. The umbrella bones could also be closed in reverse, stretched out a sharp blade, and turned into a spear. The ingenious production was amazing and I couldn't let it go.

He searched Wu Fei for a long time, and found a piece of umbrella paper from her small bag, and painted a Feng Shui ink painting. The material was exactly the same as that of pink umbrella paper.

I also found that the top of the flower umbrella could be rotated, and the umbrella bone was designed with a small buckle. After touching the handle mechanism, the pink umbrella paper was separated naturally. It was easy to install the white umbrella paper painted with Feng Shui ink painting. The umbrella looked lightweight, but in fact it had a weight of more than 30 kilograms. After closing, it could be used as a short stick.

The more Bu Jingxian looked at him, the more he felt liked him.

‘The spoil, put away the trophy.’ He simply put the pink umbrella paper into Wu Fei’s small bag, and waved Han Shuang and the umbrella to his legs, and it became his.

Finally, I looked at the other items on Wu Fei's body. The money bag contained a ingot of fifty taels of gold, ten taels of silver, some broken silver, and copper coins. Bu Jingxian put it back to Wu Fei's side and was unintentionally occupied.

There is also this booklet, which he read casually. It was the Tao Te Ching. There was a piece of paper on the end of the page. When he opened it, he found that it was the secret book of the ancient Northern Wu School's mind.

‘I think you remember it a long time ago, it is also a spoil.’

He put it in his arms and found nothing interested. He turned it out of the bag and folded Wufei's close-fitting underwear, but he could not fold it to the size of his fingers. After repeated attempts, the more he failed, he became more interested. Before he could realize that after a long time, he finally folded it into a round ball the size of his finger.

He stopped and sighed with satisfaction.

Only then did I realize that Wu Fei had woken up, and when I met him, my eyes quickly avoided it, my face flushed.

Bu Jingxian had long been used to seeing women's clothes, so when he turned them over, he didn't take them seriously when he put them back and folded them. When he saw Wu Fei's appearance, he remembered that she was a young woman, and it was inevitable that she was embarrassed by a man fiddling with her close-fitting clothes. He knew that it would be useless to say more about the situation in front of him, so he simply packed Wu Fei's small package as if nothing had happened and took care of the broth.

Wu Fei was embarrassed for a while and suddenly said coldly, "The dignified Northern King is so shameless!"

"How shameless? Since you are being restrained by me, it is natural for me to search for spoils. I just kindly put the clothes back in my bag for you. What does it have to do with shamelessness?" Bu Jingxian said that, and took out some dry food and handed it to Wu Fei. The latter did not accept it and asked him, "Why don't you kill me? Do you want to capture me back as a prisoner?"

"It's cold and cold. On the way back, I will inevitably encounter the soldiers and horses pursued by Wei again. I must eat and drink enough. As for you, I have never thought of killing you. If a talented martial arts genius like you dies here, it would be a pity. I cherish my talent. I will stay overnight and leave tomorrow and unlock several acupoints you are subject to. With your internal strength, you will definitely be able to break through the remaining ban in two hours."

Wufei asked in surprise, "Are you going to let me go?"

"I'm awesome, since I can't bear to kill you, of course I can only let you go."

"I'm afraid that Beijun will waste his tricks. Although such generousness is indeed admirable, Wufei will never surrender to the chaos army because of this. Beijun let me go and for the national standpoint, Wufei will take full advantage of Beijun next time. At that time, Beijun may not be able to turn the world around as cleverly as today, but I'm afraid Beijun will regret it at that time."

Wu Fei said it firmly, and Bu Jingxian was both funny and appreciative. It was better if she was smarter than not saying such words, so she was just grateful in her heart. She didn't want to be said to be ungrateful in the future, so she first said the worst possible outcome in the future. This open-minded and open-minded position of course gave in to Bu Jingxian secretly appreciated it.

"If the Wei Kingdom is destroyed in the future, the Jianyue Sect will either surrender to the Zheng Kingdom, or scatter all over the world to seek future. If there is really that day, if the female hero of the Wu Fei will help me at that time, it will definitely not be a refuge for the sake of peace and stability. I firmly believe that it must be because of each other. If we meet each other accidentally before, even if we take action against me, the state is the most important thing, and you will be at no fault of taking action against me for the national standpoint, naturally no one says you shouldn't."

Seeing that the broth was cooked, Bu Jingxian put some tiles cleaned with ice and snow to Wufei. The latter was willing to take it this time and picked up the dry food to satisfy her hunger. After the two had nothing to say, they ate supper. Bu Jingxian put his long hair into Wufei's outer robe and helped her put on a cotton hat. They each rested with their clothes on their own.

The wind was cold all night, and the ruined temple could not block the cold wind. The snow fell sharply in the sky, and it always fell to the feet of the two of them. Bu Jingxian frequently got up to clean up the snow. Seeing that Wu Fei had no internal strength to protect her, she took off her coat and covered her. Wu Fei initially did not dare to fall asleep at all, and took everything in her eyes. Gradually, she felt relieved, believing that he would not treat her.

Seeing him sleeping quietly with his legs lying on his side, he always felt that his well-proportioned body shape and handsome appearance were not like the rumored enemy of the world with great power. He was not as fierce and vicious as the Wei people talked about.

People in Wei all said that the leader of the bandits of the Immortal Spirit, and how many innocent lives the Beijun killed on the left bank, and how the Immortal Spirit army bullied and humiliated the occupied Wei people, and did everything evil. They also said that the Beijun's left bank was one meter tall, with an ugly and ferocious appearance, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and had a terrible evil power. They liked to cut people's neck with bare hands and crush people's heads. They also said that the subordinate of Beijun, Zhao Ji, was also a stout female demon who was as stout as a man.

Thinking of this, Wu Fei couldn't help but think of the undestroying soul of the storm, and the rebel mother, Mrs. Li, until she fell asleep unconsciously with sleepiness.
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