After traveling through time, my blood became a panacea

Chapter 134 Regret, Killing

After the second girl opened and read the letter, she felt a headache because it was almost exactly the same as the previous letter, with the same three questions.

It was enough to give them a headache last time, and now it comes again? Can't this new chief priest of the Wan family be a little more normal?

But despite her annoyance, she still handed the letter to the young lady. After reading it, Miss Yashuang raised her eyebrows and showed a rare look of contemplation. After a moment, she handed the letter back to Yingluo and looked at her with a teasing look.

Yingluo's eyes flashed, and then she took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry, miss, leave it to me." After that, she left in a hurry. As a personal maid of one of the five pillars of Piaoxiang Pavilion, there are countless rich and noble young men who want to curry favor with her. Well, let's take it as a test for the young lady to see if they are smart enough.

Miss Ya Shuang smiled slightly. Although she knew that this man was deliberately trying to attract her attention, it was undeniable that he had succeeded.

……

Everyone has curiosity and a competitive spirit. Xu Feng would send a letter to Piaoxiang Pavilion every three days. When the other party had a lot of questions that they couldn't understand, he didn't believe that he would not see anyone when he went there again.

On this day, after practicing martial arts for half a day, Xu Feng went out for a stroll. Qinglian County City is very large, and there are some places he has not been to. For the sake of spiritual things, he certainly cannot miss any corner.

“Gee!” “Gee!” “Gee!”

There was a sound of hurried horse hooves, and people on the street hurriedly avoided them. Six or seven horses were seen galloping by, and although the street was wide, most people avoided the hurried horse hooves in advance, but some people still failed to react in time, and fell down in panic, looking extremely embarrassed.

Xu Feng naturally dodged them early. Seeing those people laughing wildly, they seemed to enjoy the panic and embarrassment of ordinary people under their speed. It was obviously not the first time they did such a thing.

They were all wearing the same attire, and they should be from a powerful cultivation family. However, their own strength was not high. Although they were ranked as warriors, they were only ninth or eighth rank warriors.

"Damn warrior." Suddenly, Xu Feng heard a low curse not far away, with a tone of resentment and helplessness. Turning around, he saw a young woman picking up items that had fallen on the ground. Apparently, she had just been affected by the group of dandy boys galloping on horses in the street.

Xu Feng was slightly surprised. The natural fear of ordinary people towards the entry-level warriors was like the fear of the ancient people of Blue Star towards officials. As the saying goes, the county magistrate destroyed the family and the prefect exterminated the whole family. This fear was deep in the bones. I didn't expect that there were ordinary people who dared to have such a big and obvious resentment towards the entry-level warriors. It really proved the saying that where there is oppression, there is resistance.

After the young woman picked up her things, she stood up and found Xu Feng standing beside her. Her face suddenly changed, because Xu Feng did not deliberately hide his strength. The faint aura of oppression was as obvious to ordinary people as a candle in the dark night. This was the unique aura of an entry-level warrior.

Thinking of the curse she had just blurted out in anger, a trace of fear flashed across the young woman's eyes and she couldn't help but take a step back.

It was nothing for a warrior of the first rank in the county to kill an ordinary person. However, Xu Feng smiled at him lightly, without any intention of making a fuss. The young woman was startled, and then she realized the goodwill released by Xu Feng, and her tension eased a little.

Just as Xu Feng was about to leave, he suddenly frowned, and then his eyes fixed on the young woman. Immediately, he quickly stepped forward and grabbed her left forearm.

On the snow-white wrist, there was a jade bracelet. Xu Feng came closer to take a closer look, and suddenly felt a pity in his heart. This jade bracelet must have been dropped several times. It looked intact on the outside, but in fact, it was full of cracks inside. The spirituality had been lost, and only the last bit was left. No wonder Xu Feng almost couldn't sense it.

"You, what are you doing?" The young woman was embarrassed and angry and wanted to break free, but ordinary people had no room to resist when facing the power of an entry-level warrior.

"Oh, sorry." Realizing that he had lost his composure, Xu Feng quickly let go of the woman's wrist.

"This bracelet of yours looks very similar to the one I lost before. Sorry, I scared you." Xu Feng made up an excuse to fool him.

This was the first time he encountered such a spiritual creature that had almost completely lost its spirituality. He was a little excited for a moment. Just now he thought there was something wrong with his perception ability.

The young woman rubbed her sore wrist, looked at Xu Feng strangely, and without saying anything, she just picked up the basket and walked away quickly.

Xu Feng sighed and felt regretful again. He finally found a spiritual object, but its spirituality was lost.

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At the same time, in the forbidden area of ​​Fenyan Continent, Samsara Mountain.

Outside the Samsara Mountain, Huoyun Sect's elite disciple Zhuang Qing looked at the two men in front of him with a look of shock, and could hardly believe his eyes. Dead, all of them were dead. The five fellow disciples who came with him to explore the depths of the forbidden area, five elite disciples of the third rank, had all died in the hands of the two men in front of him in just over ten rounds. No one was spared.

Why? They just saw these two people coming out from the depths of the forbidden area, and they were not from the nine great holy sects, so they stopped them and questioned them briefly.

"Who are you two? How dare you wantonly kill the elite disciples of the Saint Sect?" Zhuang Qing had lost all his usual composure. The corpses of five fellow disciples and the calm expressions of the two men after killing them, showing no emotion at all and indifferent to everything, made this usually arrogant disciple of the Saint Sect tremble from the bottom of his soul.

Because he simply didn't understand how the two of them did it. The aura displayed by the two people before him was only at the middle to late eighth level.

Jian Yi and Dao Er were unmoved, just looking at him with indifferent eyes. Zhuang Qing felt the crisis of life and death, no matter what, he must escape from here. At least, at least he must pass the news back to the sect. These two people are too weird.

However, Jian Yi had already raised a hand without haste. Zhuang Qing's face changed drastically, and he stomped his feet on the ground, flew up into the sky and flew backwards. At the same time, five black iron nails shot out from his sleeves and hit the two men in the face.

"Boom!" Dao Er threw a punch forward casually, creating a turbulent flow in the space in front of him. Five iron nails approached him and suddenly lost their direction and control like headless flies. After a tumbling and spinning, they fell to the ground one after another.

At this time, Jian Yi had already pointed one hand at the fleeing Zhuang Qing, who was now suspended in mid-air, like an insect trapped in a spider web, struggling desperately but unable to escape.

Jian Yi slowly clenched his palm, and Zhuang Qing's body seemed to be squeezed from all directions. His body underwent strange and terrifying deformation, and the sound of continuous bone breaking could be heard faintly.

"Bang!" A cloud of blood mist appeared in the air, and Zhuang Qing, the elite disciple of the Holy Sect, was crushed to death by Jian Yi.

The scene was silent, with only the faint smell of blood in the air.

"Come out." Dao Er suddenly spoke, his voice neither loud nor low, without any emotion.

The breeze blew by, but no one responded. Sword One and Blade Two also stood there without moving.

After a moment, a monk in tattered robes slowly walked out from a hidden place with an evil smile on his face.

If Xu Feng were here, he would definitely recognize that this person was the evil monk from Fashang Temple with whom he had had some interaction before.

"My two benefactors, I am here to pay my respects." The evil monk put his hands together and bowed.