Chapter 68: The Strange Youth Jiang Feng
"Have you decided?" the innkeeper asked seriously.

"It's decided!" Six-Fingered Black Knight nodded solemnly.

"Then I need the locations of several secret bases of your Mohist sect in Yan and Zhao." The innkeeper said solemnly, reminding the Six-Fingered Black Knight: "Accurate intelligence shows that the Luowang Tianzi first-class assassin Hei Bai Xuan Jian, who has crossed the chasm, is now following Ying Zifei."

"You know that with Hei Bai Xuan Jian's current strength, I can deal with him when I am fully victorious. But right now, I am not sure."

"I need a few escape routes in case I'm really faced with a dangerous situation and have no idea what to do."

"Yes," the Six-Fingered Black Knight did not refuse, and said to the innkeeper, "I will inform the people in the Mechanical City. If necessary, I can send out the Mechanical Bird to pick you up."

The innkeeper nodded, but asked in confusion: "Do you think so highly of Yan Dan?"

"Once the Mechanical City makes a big move, once all the forces notice it, they will regard Yan Dan as one of the next generation of Mohist masters that you, the Mohist master, have designated as a candidate for training."

The six-fingered black knight looked puzzled and said, "Change with the situation and follow the trend. I am just taking precautions against certain things, just in case."

Seeing his reaction, the innkeeper stopped asking questions and shook his head, saying, "There are so many disturbances. You people are trapped in them and it is difficult to escape. It is better for me to be free."

Hearing this, the Six-Fingered Black Knight shook his head and laughed, picked up the Mo Mei, stood up and prepared to leave.

"By the way, Fatty Ding's strength has improved very quickly. I think you should go and take a look."

The innkeeper was stunned, then came back to his senses. With mixed emotions in his eyes, he shook his head and sighed, "Forget it, let's not bother him."

"A fight broke the connection between us, and I don't want to get involved anymore."

The six-fingered black knight stopped trying to persuade him, opened the door and left. Looking at his back, the innkeeper sighed and murmured, "A kitchen knife should not be used to kill people."

"The world is difficult, but is it really that bad for everyone to do their own thing?"

……

At the border between Yan and Zhao, they met a merchant caravan from Qi State that was coming to Yan State to do business. Ying Zifei and a few others accompanied them and entered the territory of Yan State.

"There are so many knights-errant in the land of Yan and Zhao!" Ying Zifei sighed after entering the city. After saying goodbye to the caravan leader, the three of them went to the inn to stay the night.

"Duel competitions have become a trend in all parts of Yan and Zhao. Many of these desperate swordsmen are included in the trap."

Hei Bai Xuan Jian sat down, picked up the wine pot and poured wine. Listening to the loud discussions in the hall, he chuckled and said, "If you want to become a strong man, the inheritance and cultivation of martial arts are indispensable."

"In this respect, Luowang is quite attractive."

Ying Zifei listened to the endless arguments in the hall with great interest. He drank the wine in his cup and said, "In such a chaotic world, whether for ambition or for survival, we must try."

"Each sect and school closely guards their inheritance and sets many tests when recruiting disciples."

“For many quacks, this is very unfriendly.”

Hei Bai Xuan Jian drank the wine in the cup and sighed: "Human desires always drive a person to try every possible means to obtain what they want."

"How many people in this world can be free of desires and demands?"

"It seems that you have a deep understanding." Ying Zifei picked up the wine pot and poured wine, and said with a smile: "I think it is not easy to learn to be satisfied."

The two men talked to each other, and when they saw two people arguing below, their faces were already red. When they heard that they had agreed to a duel, Ying Zifei and the other two watched the group of people leave without paying any attention.

After eating and drinking, the three of them went back to their rooms, washed and took a bath, and felt that their tiredness was gone by seven points. After Ying Zifei put on his clothes, he signaled Si She who was waiting outside to come in.

"Sir, our people have contacted Yan Chunjun. One of his conditions is that he must have a face-to-face meeting with you."

Ying Zifei was a little surprised. This Yan Chunjun was quite interesting.

"Haha, isn't he afraid of being caught?" Ying Zifei touched his chin and chuckled, "It seems that Yan Dan's enthusiasm has made some people in Yan State very dissatisfied."

With a gleam in his eyes, Ying Zifei asked, "Has the reply from the king arrived?"

"Sir, the king has agreed to your plan. The people have been sent over. Our people are secretly escorting them to the State of Yan."

Ying Zifei tapped his arm with his fingers, thought for a moment, and said to Sishe: "Write back to Yan Chunjun, I will arrive in Jicheng as soon as possible."

"Let our people protect the people sent by the king and escort them to Jicheng in secret."

"Haha, that old guy Pang Nuan used the Chiyou Sword as bait to get me into trouble, so I have to prepare a surprise for him."

After Si Snake paid his respects, he turned around and left. Ying Zifei stretched his body and lay down on the bed to rest.

In the middle of the night, Ying Zifei in the room and Hei Bai Xuan Jian in the next room opened their eyes at the same time.

He put on his clothes and took up his sword in extremely fast movements. After a slight sound, the window opened and closed, and two figures appeared outside. They glanced at each other vaguely, and then circulated their inner energy and flew away.

"What a powerful martial art." The person who lured them out from the front was as fast as a flying butterfly, using the force of the opponent's body to his advantage. His movements were extremely beautiful and fast.

Speed ​​was not Ying Zifei's specialty. Seeing Hei Bai Xuan Jian flying like a sharp arrow, he hung behind, alert, sensing whether there was an ambush around. Not long after, the three of them crossed the city wall and landed outside the city. The man in front continued to leap forward at a very fast speed. Just as Hei Bai Xuan Jian was about to chase him, he sensed a momentum locking onto him.

"Stop, there might be an ambush ahead." Hei Bai Xuan Jian reminded Ying Zifei, his eyes fixed on one direction. It was pitch black at night, and it seemed that an evil spirit was hiding in that direction.

Ying Zifei drew his sword and was about to swing it when the man who had just escaped turned back.

Under the sparse moonlight, Ying Zifei and Bai Hei Xuan Jian were able to see the man's face clearly.

He has red lips, white teeth, skin as white as cream, and an extremely handsome face, which gives people a mysterious feeling.

If he had not been able to see the person's Adam's apple clearly, Ying Zifei would have thought that she was a woman.

The man looked at Ying Zifei and Hei Bai Xuan Jian, then looked in another direction and said in a clear voice: "Uncle, I won this time."

In the dark forest, a figure was walking towards them. When he saw the person's face clearly, Ying Zifei felt a sense of familiarity.

When he got closer, the old man stopped and looked at Ying Zifei, as if examining him.

"My last name is Jiang. You should come to see me in person."

There was a lot of dissatisfaction in the old man's tone, and it was unclear whether it was because Ying Zifei did not recognize him or for some other reason.

"Uncle, please don't scare this little guy. You have to be nicer."

The young man walked over and smiled and spoke. Ying Zifei listened to this and subconsciously couldn't help but twitching the corners of his mouth.

As if seeing Ying Zifei's reaction, the young man narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Why, your mother Jiang Huang is my cousin, shouldn't I call you little one?"

Ying Zifei was speechless. He knew that this guy did it on purpose, but he could only bear it. He snorted in his heart and pretended to be confused. He bowed and said, "I am not familiar with many people. Please forgive me if I am rude."

The young man laughed happily upon seeing this, and glanced at Ying Zifei as if he wanted to see something.

The old man snorted and said, "Why, is your mother so wary of the rest of the Jiang family? At your age, you don't even know how many relatives you have?"

Ying Zifei curled his lips. He knew nothing. In his memory, except for the two guys he met when he went to Loulan to get the Chiyou Sword, no other person had the face of a member of the Jiang family.

"Senior, I am not very interested in your grievances. If there is nothing else, Zifei will take his leave."

His keen perception told him that this old man had a grudge against him, Ying Zifei, and this young and strange man made him subconsciously wary.

The more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie. And a man who is so handsome that he gives people a weird feeling is even more unacceptable.

The old man's face was dark, but the young man was quite interested and chuckled, "Ying Zifei, my name is Jiang Feng. Why, I've already revealed my identity, but you still don't believe it?"

"You should call me uncle, right?"

Now it was Ying Zifei's turn to be upset. This guy just came up and said his name and asked him to call people. Who did he think was Ying Zifei?

"We are not familiar with each other. We can discuss seniority after we get to know each other better."

Ying Zifei turned around and was about to leave. At this moment, Jiang Feng's smile faded, his eyes became deep, and he said coldly, "I always hate people who don't give me face."

"It never ends well for people I hate."

His capricious temperament and cold yet rampant murderous intent locked onto Ying Zifei. Just as Hei Bai Xuan Jian was about to make a move, Ying Zifei waved his hand to signal him not to do anything yet.

Looking at Jiang Huang, whose face was even more bewitching at this moment, Ying Zifei's mind was full of thoughts, and he soon thought of something. He grinned and said, "Although my mother never told me about the Jiang family, I have been smart since I was a child, and I can use some intelligence to analyze some things."

"Let me guess, how did you develop such a moody and arrogant tyranny?"

"Oh, it should be that after you were able to understand what people said, the people around you instilled in you that you should be a king and noble, and should be in charge of the lives and deaths of many people, right?"

As he spoke, Ying Zifei's eyes were filled with sarcasm, and he continued with a joking smile: "The Tian family's replacement of the Qi family is the source of your lineage's pain, right?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, I guess you guys should be the restorationists among the Jiang family."

"On one hand, there is no hope of restoring the country, but on the other hand, you firmly believe in it. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, you are really seriously ill."

Jiang Feng could no longer suppress the surging murderous intent, nor did he want to suppress it.

This guy Ying Zifei has such a sharp tongue!
The old man also had an ugly look on his face at this time, and his eyes were cold as he stared at Ying Zifei.

Hei Bai Xuan Jian just felt that he was being taken advantage of. You, Ying Zifei, were enjoying mocking him, but how are you going to fight this fight next?
If I had known the effect of this verbal attack, I would have taken action just now.

With two swords in hand, the black and white Xuan Jian energy locked onto the old man. As for Jiang Feng, even if Ying Zifei couldn't deal with him, he could at least hold him off for a while.

"Ying Zifei, you made me angry." Jiang Feng's tone was as cold as ice. The pain in his heart told him that the words just now from that bastard Ying Zifei were indeed too hurtful.

(End of this chapter)