Sword King Reborn

Yu Tiandao stood on a tower of Tiandao Peak with a livid face. From here, he could overlook the scenery of the entire Tiandao Mountain. However, it would take two hours before dawn, and everything was pitch black.

Although under the moonlight, these black shadows appear very layered, but on the tower without the protection of the talisman array, the whooshing cold wind in winter is enough to destroy this empty and desolate night scene.

Yu Tiandao's long black and white hair was fluttering back and forth in the cold wind, and the cold light that flashed in Danfeng's eyes from time to time was even more heart-stopping than the night wind in the mountains. It was very quiet on the tower, but a few people suddenly popped up.

At the sound of footsteps, Yu Tiandao frowned slightly and leaned back. Compared to normal people, the middle-aged man in gray robe walked quite steadily in this completely dark tower.

"Have you found that book?" The middle-aged man in gray robe still had the last few steps to climb, but Yu Tiandao's voice could not wait to float in. His body dwarfed slightly, and his tightly closed eyelids twitched.

The middle-aged man replied in a low voice: "Report to the master, this subordinate is incompetent."

The corners of Yu Tiandao's mouth raised slightly and he sneered. The middle-aged man in gray robe quickly stepped onto the last few steps and hunched his body to the top of the tower. "If you don't get the book, you should kill him?" Yu Tiandao was filled with hatred.

He asked calmly, and the middle-aged man in gray robe simply knelt on the ground with a plop, and returned in fear: "This subordinate is incompetent."

"What's going on?" Yu Tiandao didn't get angry, but asked in a deep voice. The middle-aged man kneeling there was already ready to accept the wrath of the thunder, but when Yu Tiandao asked, he suddenly looked stunned.

You must know that Yu Tiandao has always only cared about the results without asking about the process. Today he was able to suppress his anger and ask about the process. It was obvious that he had known something for a long time.

The middle-aged man in gray robe did not dare to delay and returned truthfully: "The people involved with Uncle Fu are all people from the little lady's courtyard. My subordinates have checked in detail. They do not know Fu Bo's true identity, and the only one who is suspicious is

It’s the Dao Sect group headed by Ling Feng.”

"Is it him again?" Yu Tiandao frowned, the middle-aged man in gray robe nodded, his eyes moved slightly, Yu Tiandao gradually said in a calm tone: "Since you know it's him, why don't you check it out?" "Attribution"

I don’t dare.” The middle-aged man in gray robe bowed and hurriedly lowered his head.

"Don't you dare?" Yu Tiandao raised the corner of his mouth, and his expression suddenly became cold again. The middle-aged man in gray robe lowered his body and said in a hoarse voice: "It's not that my subordinates dare not check him, but because he and the Sword Master

Together."

"Liu Bai? He really spared no effort!" Yu Tiandao laughed mockingly, "Master, this subordinate is here to ask for instructions. Do you want to eliminate all people who may have contact with Uncle Fu at all costs?" "No need.

, Check it secretly." Yu Tiandao waved his sleeves and turned around, "I know, my subordinates know." The middle-aged man in gray robe breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Yu Tiandao had no other instructions, he quietly retreated.

Left along the steps.

The middle-aged man in gray robe walked away for a long time, but Yu Tiandao was still standing on the tower. The increasingly strong cold wind blew his hair very messy. His usually kind face was so cold at this time, with a hint of mockery.

At the corner of his mouth, he let out a long sigh. Yu Tiandao looked outside with a half-smile but said to himself, "Brother Liu, don't you think it's a little late to make up for it now?"

Hehehehe, a series of laughter floated out from the black tower. The middle-aged man in gray robe who was gradually walking away shrank his neck, and then quickened his pace.

"Where are the people?" Yu Wanru stared blankly at the messy yard. She had been stabbed by Ling Feng's unintentional words and ran away angrily. When she came back, Ling Feng and the others had disappeared, and they were following behind.

Uncle Zhong coughed and returned slowly: "It seems that he left with someone else."

"Who left with you?" Yu Wanru asked next. Uncle Zhong coughed a few more times, looked around lazily with half-open eyes, and waited for a long time before returning: "That girl seems to have been here before, and she also followed

Mr. Ling had a fight."

"Liu Huihui! How could it be him? Uncle Zhong, go find Uncle Fu and ask him where Liu Huihui lives?" Yu Wanru puffed up her cheeks and said angrily, "Miss, it's so late, Uncle Fu is afraid it will be early

I just went to bed, I'd better go to the steward and ask." Uncle Zhong replied, and then walked out very slowly.

"Forget it, when you ask, it will be next year. I will ask myself tomorrow." Yu Wanru shook her sleeves, kicked off her heels angrily and left. Uncle Zhong lowered his head, and the vicissitudes of life flashed across his face.

He gave a sly smile.

In Liu Bai's courtyard, Liu Huihui groped towards the woodshed step by step against the wall. Although the courtyard was not big, due to the different orientations, Liu Huihui had to come from the east guest room, so she had to pass through the east wing, main room, west wing, and west guest room.

, in order not to wake up the people sleeping inside, Liu Huihui walked very slowly, sticking her butt out and taking a step for a long time.

This method of walking was very secretive, but it was freezing outside. When Liu Huihui walked to the woodshed, she was almost frozen. She rubbed her red and swollen hands, and Liu Huihui groped for something from her arms.

raised a finger

Bamboo tubes with thick heads are very common in the hands of criminal thieves and flower pickers. They are incense with extremely strong medicinal properties. Even the most accomplished practitioners will definitely be addicted to it if they are not prepared in advance.

An accurate one.

Cursing Ling Feng in her heart, Liu Huihui leaned against the thin wood door and listened for a while. Only after confirming that Ling Feng in the room had fallen asleep, she carefully inserted the bamboo tube through the crack in the door of the wood house.

In fact, Ling Feng was not asleep. It was not that he had any intention of guarding against anything. How could he be afraid of the death-seeking ghost coming again in Liu Bai's place? Ling Feng was just still thinking about his immortality, so Liu Huihui touched the woodshed.

He had already noticed it when he came here. At this time, he was lying on the firewood pile, watching helplessly as the bamboo tube was stuffed in under the moonlight.

Liu Huihui's aura was very familiar to Ling Feng, because she always showed hostility towards Ling Feng, but compared to Liu Huihui, a tough sword-wielder, Ling Feng felt a little baffled by the method of using incense.

With a slight movement of mind, Ling Feng easily closed his senses, and his heartbeat instantly dropped to the lowest frequency. It wasn't until purple smoke floated out of the bamboo tube that Ling Feng turned over and lay down, then closed his eyes.

, pretending to be asleep.

It was not the first time for Liu Huihui to use incense, so she was quite proficient, and her timing was also very accurate. After about a minute or two, Liu Huihui took out a small bottle from her arms and poured out a little bit of honey.

After touching the thing in the center of the crowd, Liu Huihui straightened up, pushed the door open very generously, and entered the woodshed in a flash.

After closing the door, Liu Huihui stretched out her hand and waved it in the air. After confirming that the scent had dissipated, she looked around the room with a sneer. There was nothing on the ground. She looked at it several times under the moonlight. Liu Huihui

Only then did he see Ling Feng on the pile of firewood.

"You really know how to find a place to sleep." Liu Huihui rolled her eyes, held up one hand, and jumped onto the firewood pile very lightly. After getting on the firewood pile, Liu Huihui discovered an embarrassing problem, that is, the firewood pile was very

Narrow, the place where she stood was extremely narrow after she came up, and the woodshed was low, so she couldn't use her own fighting spirit to move it.

Looking around, Liu Huihui gritted her teeth, then lifted her skirt, crossed her thighs, and then rode on Ling Feng's waist very accurately. Although she came to kill Ling Feng, such an action still made Liu Huihui a little shy.

, her face turned slightly red, Liu Huihui quickly stared at Ling Feng, and she breathed a sigh of relief until she confirmed that Ling Feng's face looked "faint."

Although Liu Huihui is only fifteen years old, children in this world are very precocious. A fifteen or sixteen year old looks no different from a seventeen or eighteen year old. Moreover, Liu Huihui's development is much earlier than that of girls of the same age.

The figure is not that of a mature girl at all. If it weren't for the underage bun, this girl would definitely be a seductive stunner.

According to Ling Feng's assumptions about Liu Huihui, even if she used the incense, after confirming that she was stunned, she would attack him with a big chop, so he was already prepared, but he never expected that Liu Huihui would act like this.

Riding on him in such a posture, on a cold winter night, in a lonely woodshed, with a man and a woman alone, this contact made Ling Feng's vigorous body involuntarily feel hot all over.

Liu Huihui didn't have much reaction. After riding for a while, she got used to it. She took off the short knife from her waist. Liu Huihui gestured where to start. Ling Feng glanced at her secretly and found that Liu Huihui was using a short knife.

She didn't make any resistance at the moment, just waiting for Liu Huihui to be ejected by her immortal body.

After thinking about it for about two or three minutes, Liu Huihui still couldn't decide whether to stab Ling Feng through the heart or directly cut Ling Feng's neck. To be honest, Liu Huihui had only killed hens with her own hands when she was so big. When she thought of her fellow disciples,

In addition to the training, Liu Huihui couldn't help but vomited in disgust at the scene where blood was splattered when fighting against others.

Ling Feng, who was lying down, was waiting for Liu Huihui to take action, but she didn't expect that she actually vomited. Ling Feng had never realized how important looks were, but a beautiful woman could actually ride on him.

No man can accept it.

Once a man's little self-esteem is touched, all morals and character are put aside. Ling Feng thought in his heart that since she was here to kill him, he might as well tease her. Thinking in his heart, Ling Feng quietly

He straightened his buttocks and rubbed it against Liu Huihui's round buttocks.

Liu Huihui had just decided to stab her heart. Although it was suspected of being stabbed accidentally, at least there would be no blood splattering around, so she could clean it up. As soon as she raised the knife, something strange came from behind her.

"Who!" Liu Huihui turned around in fright, clamped her legs hard, and almost made Ling Feng scream. There was a wall behind her, and the moonlight was pretty strong. She could see clearly that there was no one. Liu Huihui comforted herself.

He murmured, "Maybe it's the wind, no one's." Listening to this, Ling Feng couldn't stop snickering. It's not easy for this girl to be so nervous.