Buddhism

Seeing the little wild boar dragged by Qing Mo, Xiahou Feimo's eyes lit up, and he said secretly: "Looks like I'm lucky."This wild boar is half big and not small, so the quality of the meat should be good.Without Qing Mo's instructions, when Qing Mo was cleaning and disposing of the wild boars, he was very happy, and went to the woods not far away to collect the firewood he needed.

Due to being scorched by the bright sun for a day, the damp dead branches and rotten leaves have returned to dryness.Xiahou Feimo was in a good mood, with a spring-like expression like a sparrow about to usher in the warm spring, and his cheerful figure swayed in the forest.He walked lightly back and forth in the forest, sometimes bending down to pick up suitable firewood.

There happened to be a dry tree trunk under his feet, and he bent down to pick it up with frowned eyebrows and a smile on his face, but suddenly a sharp cold wind hit him.Xiahou Feimo's body reacted faster than his head, he dodged to the left and narrowly escaped the blow, not allowing him to catch his breath for a moment, the murderous sharp weapon greeted his head again.

While dodging, Xiahou Feimo took a quick glance. The sudden threat was a masked man in black holding a cold sword, pressing him step by step without mercy.The masked man in black turned and kicked, and saw the cold sword directly attacking him.He immediately threw away the firewood he was holding in his arms, and kept one as a weapon to fight against the menacing man in black with a cold sword.

Leng Jian's black-clothed man was thin and long, with sharp eyes and a murderous look.Xiahou Feimo used the dry firewood as a sword, swinging it back and forth to catch Lengjian's ultimate moves from the man in black every time.While fighting against the man in black, he recalled what went wrong on his trip, and how these people could still hunt down here without anyone noticing.

This place is some distance away from the stream where Qing Mo is, Xiahou Feimo is not sure whether Qing Mo can hear the sound here.Although Qing Mo is powerful, he doesn't know how strong Qing Mo's real strength is. Under uncertain circumstances, he doesn't want to involve Qing Mo in this danger.

Qing Mo was one of his few friends, and he didn't want to put him in danger, or lose him.Perhaps speaking, he had to admit that Qing Mo was his only friend outside the palace.

Against this masked man in black, Xiahou Feimo still had an advantage.But experience told him that the masked man in black who came to kill him could not be the only one.The cold sword struck head-on, bringing a strong cold wind, Xiahou Feimo dodged sideways and pushed back to avoid the blow.A few muffled sounds came from behind, Xia Hou Feimo turned around vigilantly, taking a defensive posture, a dozen figures quickly appeared in front of his eyes, and sure enough, several black-clothed masked figures jumped out.

Their faces were covered with black cloth, their eyes were cold and lifeless, and they all held a cold sword, the blade pointed straight at him.

Xia Hou Feimo's eyes were deep and dark, his lips curled into a sneer, and he quickly shot all the masked men in black, and he had a clue in his heart: "There are twelve people in total." With the strength of the man in black who was the first to fight him, To balance, this number is an extremely dangerous number for him.He clearly understood that if he relied on his own strength, he might end up here today.If you're lucky, you might have a chance.Then you can only go all out, break out as much as possible, and escape from the sky.

His face was cold and serious, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and the sneer hanging from the corner of his mouth was like a bloodthirsty demon about to kill.Holding a piece of dry wood in a strong arm, he was wearing a white military uniform and shuttled back and forth among a dozen black figures, resisting or attacking without the slightest hesitation or flinching.He decisively changed from passive to active.

The wooden stick is not as powerful as Leng Jian, no matter how powerful he is, he has no convenient sharp weapon, and he is still a bit worse.A few sections of the stick had been chopped off, and now only half of its length remained.

Xiahou Feimo snorted coldly in his heart, he didn't bring a sword because he was afraid that someone with a heart would see the clue, now it's all right, but they took advantage of the loophole.

After Qing Mo cleaned some of the wild meat, he saw that Xiahou Feimo hadn't come back. He couldn't help being a little surprised. He listened carefully to see if he was walking back, but he heard the sound of swords clashing. He followed the sound and looked up. , that direction seems to be the direction Xiahou Feimo went to collect firewood.

Qing Mo threw down the wild pork that had been cleaned up in his hands, and took the short knife used to clean up the pork, leaning forward and rushing forward.The figure was so fast that it arrived at Xiahou Feimo's side in an instant.Xiahou Feimo might as well be Qingmo, he thought it was the enemy Xiaoxiao who wanted to take advantage of the chaos and attack him from behind, so he tried his best to dodge.

The man in black was caught off guard by the sudden appearance of Qing Mo, his position was messed up, and four or five people were knocked down by Qing Mo's fast, accurate and ruthless moves.They had lingering fears and were afraid of Qing Mo, but being well-trained, they immediately adjusted their team, and quickly surrounded Qing Mo and Xiahou Feimo in a circle with vigilant faces, ready to go.

After seeing clearly that it was Qing Mo, Xiahou Feimo breathed a sigh of relief, if Qing Mo hadn't come, he might not be able to hold on for long.

Qing Mo protected Xiahou Feimo behind him, and said calmly: "It's really troublesome to bring you out."

Xiahou Feimo looked at the big and thick back that was protecting him behind him, and he pursed his lips, and said helplessly: "I've tried my best to pretend like this, and they still won't let me go, what can I do. "

The leader of the man in black didn't want to see them talking useless gossip, he just wanted to finish them off quickly so that he could go back to work.With a deep voice, he immediately shouted coldly: "Give it to me, kill without mercy!"

"Kill without mercy? You guys are so courageous and bold." Xiahou Feimo's pupils shrank slightly, and the hostility in his eyes swelled up very angry.Since he grew up, he has always been the favored son of heaven, and no one can say to him that there is no mercy to deprive him of his life.

Qing Mo snorted coldly, not paying any attention to the other party's killing intent: "Overestimate one's abilities."

These people are very difficult for Xia Hou Feimo, but they are nothing to fear for Qing Mo, in just a few breaths he knocked down all the remaining people.

This speed completely fooled Xiahou Feimo, he thought that Rufeng who had been specially trained was not as powerful as Qingmo.The black-clothed masked men who were brought down by Qing Mo fell to the ground and wailed, their legs were broken by Qing Mo's kicks or kicks, and the arm holding the sword was stabbed with a bloody hole, but luckily Qing Mo Mo didn't kill them directly.

Xiahou Feimo came back to his senses, randomly picked up a cold sword scattered on the ground, pointed at the man in black who was giving orders, and said, "Tell me, who ordered you?"

Seeing that there was no chance of winning, the man in black gave Xiahou Feimo a disdainful look, and after a cold snort, his body suddenly lay limp on the ground, his eyes rolled and twitched on the spot, and then fell silent.This was obviously a sign of poisoning. Xiahou Feimo quickly used a cold sword to pry the black cloth off the face of the man in black, and saw black blood stains hanging from the corner of the mouth of the ordinary man in black, and the black blood was still gurgling. To flow out, he committed suicide by biting poison.

Immediately afterwards, the other men in black did the same, biting poison one after another and committing suicide.Xia Hou Feimo frowned, the palm of the sword holding the sword gradually closed, and the joints were bluish white due to excessive force.He thought back and forth in his mind: who is so generous, who trained so many dead fighters with high martial arts skills to put him to death.

Qing Mo clapped his hands, and said speechlessly: "I didn't kill them directly, why are they rushing to die one by one, it's really strange."

Xiahou Feimo sneered: "Probably they shouldn't be alive." The trained dead warriors live for only one thing, and that is to act as a sharp sword in the hands of their masters, helping them kill one target after another. Complete the quest yet another bloodthirsty quest.If they can't finish it and show the clues, then there is no need for them to go back.Because going back will bring unpredictable dangers and loopholes to their masters. After becoming a useless sword, they only need to consciously go to the Palace of Hades to report.

"You said that you are provoking someone, and you will not be safe if you come out to play even once, and you will be killed every moment." Qing Mo crossed his arms and said quite speechlessly.He understood why Xiahou Feimo's old lady didn't let him go free, that's the reason, maybe Xiahou Feimo hadn't been out of the city for a few days, and her old man would have to send a black-haired man for his white-haired man .

"I also want to know who I provoked, so I just won't let me go." Xiahou Feimo looked at the dead man in black, his mouth twitched, his eyes couldn't reach his smile, his pupils shrank suddenly It was flickering with a frightening color.

Qing Mo didn't want to care about his royal grievances, so he waved his hand, "That's all, let's go back earlier, if something happens to you, Mu Youfang will be in trouble."

Xiahou Feimo stared closely at the man in black, and suddenly caught a glimpse of something strange. He used a cold sword to pluck the hair from the man in black's ear, and saw a tiny black pattern hidden behind the man's ear. , He checked the other ones, all of them were the same, the black pattern was a very short vine, on it was something that looked like a flower or a leaf, with a little dark red in the middle.His eyes were heavy and his expression was gloomy.

"Let's go!" Qing Mo turned and walked in the direction he came from.

Xiahou Feimo threw Leng Jian down, glanced at the piles of dead bodies with sinister eyes, curled the corner of his mouth, and sneered secretly: Kill without pardon!I want to see who really wants my Highness to die so much.

Back by the creek, the two of them lost their appetites, and they didn't even feel like eating the wild boar meat that had been cleaned up.I simply stopped baking, and just ate some dry food that I brought with me to deal with two bites.

"Who do you think is the one who wants me to die so much?" Xiahou Feimo looked at the water bag in his hand and asked Qingmo.

Qing Mo leaned against the big tree, swayed Erlang's legs, and said with some interest: "I also want to know who is so displeased with you and insists on killing you."

Xiahou Feimo looked at Qing Mo with a curious and light expression on his face.He paused, is he stupid, why ask Qing Mo this question, and send himself to his door to add a little fun to his leisure life?

Seeing that his expression was stiff and he didn't answer, Qing Mo continued on his own: "It seems that he has been following you secretly for a long time, and he can't wait to kill you after leaving the city. It can be seen that you either have blood feuds or your existence is in crisis vital interests of the mastermind."

Xiahou Feimo thought coldly, if he wanted to talk about blood feud, although he was arrogant and domineering all these years, he definitely did nothing to save himself such blood feud.As for interests, too many people and things could be involved.

He vaguely understood something in his heart, there were crises everywhere in the palace, but he couldn't find out who did it.Suddenly that face that treated him generously and doted on him in every possible way appeared in his mind, but he didn't want to believe it, and forcibly cut this thought out of his mind.After a short pause, he analyzed other possibilities.