Comprehensive film and television: Passerby A, she is beautiful and cool

But Li Lianhua tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep. He wouldn't think about it unless Fang Duobing asked. But once someone mentioned it, he suddenly realized how little he knew about her.

Or to be more precise, they knew very little about each other. They were just companions living together. As long as he didn't tell her what he was doing, she wouldn't ask.

Very sensible.

Moreover, he was always the only one who had to travel far away for something, but this time he was the one who was left behind to guard the door. If Fang Duo had not been sick, he might not have been used to the leisure time.

No one was there to chat with him about the interesting things in the martial arts world, to calculate the daily income and expenditure, to discuss what to eat today, what day tomorrow was, what to eat and what to do.

If he were left alone to think about these things, he would find it boring and lose interest.

They were usually together and didn't think anything of it, but now that they were apart, he suddenly missed her very much.

On the other side, Qin Changsheng hadn't slept at all. He chased Di Feisheng's trail all night long to avenge Li Lianhua's injuries. As the saying goes, raising a tiger will bring trouble, raising a tiger will bring trouble...

Not to mention this person who can walk freely, I already said he is asking for trouble...

At this moment, Di Feisheng was in a mountain stream, cultivating his internal energy. He had broken through to the eighth level of the Sad Wind Poplar, but without the Weeping Guanyin, returning to the peak of ten years ago was already extremely difficult. Now that his energy level was only at the sixth level, he wondered when he would be able to escape this childhood nightmare.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked into the distance, and suddenly a black figure appeared on the side of the road.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, before Di Feisheng could take a closer look at the figure, a huge force like a tidal wave pulled across his wrist. The steel blade that appeared on his wrist at some point was like a ferocious poisonous snake, strangling his meridians tightly, as if to tear him apart alive.

He gathered his inner strength around his body to resist her attack, so that he wouldn't be as embarrassed as when she picked him up and threw him around like a dog.

After all, Di Feisheng was the leader of the Golden Yuan Alliance, number one on the list of martial arts masters, and the target of the entire martial arts world's famous and upright sects. After being attacked by someone, he did not let himself be at a disadvantage. He immediately gathered his internal strength and pulled the steel blade hard, trying to pull the other party over.

Unfortunately, this obviously did not go as he wished.

Whether in the cultivation of internal strength or in the specialized assassination techniques, the other party is superior to him.

Faced with the fierce and violent attack like a beast, Di Feisheng had almost no power to fight back and was forced to retreat again and again.

Di Feisheng quickly recognized the other person's identity.

The black and gold robe seemed otherworldly, standing out even in the inky darkness of the night. And the demonic Nuo mask, with its vibrant colors and bizarre patterns, looked as if meticulously painted by a child, instilled awe.

——Purple Feather Society, chief killer.

"Hua Yan!" Di Fei spoke in a deep voice, slowly saying the other person's name.

However, the other party did not hesitate at all because of his words. The fine steel blades attacked like a torrential rain. Di Feisheng blocked it with his sword, but was chopped down by the steel blade that turned into a sword on the other side. He resisted with his sword, but was shocked by the sharp sword energy and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Di Feisheng didn't dare to hesitate for a moment. He knew that he was no match for his opponent. He rolled on the ground, quickly pulled out a short whistle from his waist, put it to his lips, and blew it calmly.

The low and steady whistle pierced the rainforest, like thousands of heavy hammers hitting the ground!

Qin Changsheng stood calmly, and swung the thin steel blade in his hand like a whip.

"boom--"

The steady wind of the sword blew out as Qin Changsheng swung his right hand. Wherever it passed, the rain stopped, the trees fell, and the dust rolled.

Di Feisheng dodged the sharp blades sideways, but in a moment, he felt a sharp pain in his arm. The tiny blade had pierced his flesh and blood and nailed his right arm firmly into the tree trunk.

The steady internal force surged from his right arm into his internal organs. He could no longer control the sound of the flute and vomited blood again.

Wuyan flew quickly over the woods, and a moment later rescued the injured Di Feisheng from the tree, and drew his sword to defend Di Feisheng against the powerful enemy.

When dealing with him, the opponent did not intend to kill him like he did to Di Feisheng. Instead, it was more like a cat catching a mouse. However, he was obviously no match for the opponent. He was determined to die in order to buy time for Di Feisheng to escape.

But looking at her like this, it doesn't seem like she wants to kill them all.

The sound of a flute flew by, and she barely stood up by supporting herself on the tree trunk, picked up her broadsword and threw it towards the man. The fierce wind from the sword blew from her side, and Qin Changsheng jumped back to avoid it. The ground where she was standing just now was immediately covered with layers of mud and sand by the sword.

Di Feisheng flew to Wuyan's side, gritted his teeth, used the bone-shrinking skill, jumped onto his back, and urged him to escape.

Wuyan covered the wound on his waist and took advantage of the sound of the flute to quickly fly away. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared in the heavy rain.