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At this time, it started to rain lightly in the sky.

"Who are you? Why did you attack me?"

Ling Feng said with an unhappy expression.

When Ling Feng caught this person, Ling Feng discovered that this person was actually a woman.

"I just want to say hello to you, Monk Lang. You have a lot of money, please let the little girl go."

As the woman spoke, she winked at Ling Feng.

To be honest, this woman's beauty is indeed good. At least among the women Ling Feng has seen, her beauty can be ranked at the middle level.

At the same time, because of the rain, the woman's clothes were also somewhat transparent due to the rain, and Ling Feng could almost see everything.

She is a beautiful woman.

The Lang monk in the woman's mouth was Ling Feng's nickname in the world.

Because Ling Feng now looks like a monk, with a scar on his head and wearing a cassock, but he doesn't abide by the rules and precepts, and he doesn't know which temple he came from.

Therefore, people in the world call him Lang Monk.

"May I have your name?"

Ling Feng frowned and asked aloud.

"The little girl is so beautiful."

Yan Ranhong looked at Ling Feng in front of her with a smile, then hugged Ling Feng's fists and said aloud.

"Why did you attack me?"

Ling Feng looked at Yan Ranhong's appearance and took his hands off her shoulders.

"Because there are rumors in half of the world that you have peacock feathers on your body, so the little girl just wants to try her luck. I have said what I have to say. Monk Lang, can you let me go?"

Yanran said a little embarrassed.

Peacock Ling is the treasure of Peacock Villa and a powerful hidden weapon.

It is said that when the peacock feathers are activated, the hidden weapon will shoot out in all directions, just like a peacock spreading its tail, brilliant and brilliant. If the enemy sees the peacock feathers blooming, they will be stunned.

It is the number one hidden weapon in the world.

And now there is a rumor circulating in the world that Ling Feng has peacock feathers on his body. It is obvious that he wants to throw dirty water on Ling Feng and frame Ling Feng.

"You are new to the world."

Ling Feng saw Yan Ranhong's qualifications at a glance and said with a smile.

After working hard in the world for more than ten years, Ling Feng naturally developed a pair of sharp eyes, and he could tell at a glance that Yan Ranhong was just a newbie.

"hey-hey."

Listening to Ling Feng's words, Yan Ranhong laughed sheepishly.

"Then let's go."

Looking at Yan Ranhong's movements, Ling Feng said helplessly.

After listening to Ling Feng's words, Yan Ranhong hurriedly thanked Ling Feng, then turned around and prepared to leave.

But the next second, her body was unable to move.

A palm penetrated her chest directly.

"Why...why?"

Yan Ranhong looked at the palm on her chest in disbelief.

She really couldn't understand why Ling Feng took action even though he had already told her to let her go.

The blood on his chest slid down his body along with the rain, dripping from the eaves to the ground.

Ling Feng didn't say anything. He took out his palm from Yan Ranhong's chest, took out a knife from his arms, and cut off Yan Ranhong's head.

Looking at the headless corpse at his feet, Ling Feng didn't say much and took the corpse directly to the wild. He simply dug a hole in the ground and buried Yan Ranhong.

It was already getting dark at this time, which was a good time to kill people and bury their bodies.

"It turns out that Monk Lang is in charge of killing and burying people."

Just after Ling Feng buried Yan Ranhong in the soil, a man's voice rang on Ling Feng's head.

"Sikong Zhaixing? Have you seen it all?"

Ling Feng looked up and saw a dignified-looking man wearing a bamboo hat leaning against a branch, looking at him with a playful expression.

"I saw it all. I saw the process of that guy trying to kill you but you killed him in return."

Sikong Zhaixing jumped down from the branch, stood next to Ling Feng and said loudly.

This guy's name is Sikong Zhaixing, and he is a man with the title of King of Thieves.

And what he just said was not wrong. When Yan Ranhong turned around just now, Yan Ranhong had already had murderous intentions towards Ling Feng, and the poison in her hand was already ready.

But before she could take action, Ling Feng struck her through the chest with a palm.

"What do you want to do? Want the peacock feathers on me too?"

Ling Feng asked Sikong Zhaixing curiously. He asked without stopping, and continued to cover Yan Ranhong with his hands.

"No, no, no, you don't have peacock feathers on your body at all. There are rumors in the world that you have peacock feathers on your body, and they can only deceive those newly minted fools. How can an old man like me be fooled?"

Sikong Zhaixing said playfully.

"Then what do you want from me?"

Lingfeng had interacted with Sikong Zhaixing once or twice before, but this time, Sikong Zhaixing came to see him for no reason. Lingfeng was naturally a little curious.

"I'm just passing by and want to meet you, a friend I don't know very well. Can't you?"

Sikong Zhaixing said with a smile.

"Now that you've seen me, can you go?"

Ling Feng spread the last bit of soil in the hole he had just filled and said nonchalantly.

"Then I'll go first, bye."

After listening to Ling Feng's words, Sikong Zhaixing stood up and left the grove without saying a word.

Looking at Sikong Zhaixing's leaving figure, he shook his head, turned around and walked back towards the inn.

There, there was a can of daughter's red that he had not finished drinking, and now Lingfeng's whole body was wet from the rain.

Originally, Jie Ku Lingfeng's Qinggong was not very good, but since he received Yuhuazi Lingfeng's skills, his Qinggong has increased significantly.

So relying on his current Qinggong, it didn't take long for Ling Feng to return to the inn.

After Ling Feng drank the rest of the red wine, he got up and left the inn. He was going to find a room where he could sleep.

Because the rooms in Fengyun Inn were full, he naturally couldn't sleep there.

Soon, Ling Feng found an inn.

After walking into the inn, Ling Feng saw a man and a woman sitting there and punching each other.

Ling Feng saw that the man had a long sword at his waist.

That long sword is very famous.

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Chapter 185: Excuse me, farewell

The white jade capital in the sky has twelve cities on the fifth floor. Immortals caress my head, tie my hair and grant me immortality.

The name of that sword is the Sword of Eternal Life.

The owner of the sword is Bai Yujing.

This arena can be roughly divided into three major levels.

That is, first-rate masters, second-rate masters and third-rate masters.

Bai Yujing is at the level of a first-rate master, and Jie Ku Lingfeng, who had not obtained a mobile phone before, is only at the level of a second-rate master in the world.

Bai Yujing's sword is the Changsheng Sword, which is a very famous weapon.

Many people in the world wanted to get this sword of longevity, but they all failed.

There is only one fate for those who fail, and that is death.

Looking at Bai Yujing and the woman sitting opposite him, Ling Feng had no intention of going up to say hello.

Because Ling Feng was not familiar with him.

Ling Feng walked directly to the waiter, opened a room, then walked up the stairs and came to his room.

When Lingfeng opened the door, he saw someone already sitting in the room.

"Why are you here? Didn't you agree to leave here?"

Ling Feng looked at the person in front of him and asked with a frown.

This guy was none other than Sikong Zhaixing, whom Ling Feng had seen before when he was burying the body.

"Hey, Monk Lang, I encountered a difficulty and want to ask for your help."

Sikong Zhaixing drank a cup of tea on the table and said with a smile.

"Oh, there are actually problems in this world that even you find difficult?"

Listening to Sikong Zhaixing's description, Ling Feng became interested.

As the king of thieves, Sikong Zhaixing can definitely steal whatever he wants.

But now, Ling Feng heard a hint of frustration from his mouth, which greatly aroused Ling Feng's curiosity.

"Well, someone asked me to steal a weapon, but I couldn't, so I asked you to help me."

Sikong Zhaixing paused and said loudly.

"Why are you looking for me? You must know that my martial arts is not very high."

Ling Feng sat directly in front of Sikong Zhaixing and asked doubtfully.

Of course, Ling Feng was rejecting Sikong Zhaixing's invitation.

After all, even the king of thieves found it a difficult matter, and Ling Feng didn't want to wade through this muddy water.

Now Ling Feng has been hunted by half of the people in the world, and now he is asking himself to help steal things? How could he be willing to do such a useless thing?

"Of course, I'm not asking you to help me in vain. I can tell you a person's name."

Sikong Zhaixing said with a smile.

"who?"

Ling Feng didn't understand.

"Who spread throughout the world that you have peacock feathers?"

Sikong Zhaixing said slowly.

"you know?"

"I know."

"Where did you get the news about that guy?"

Ling Feng was silent for a while and then asked aloud.

It was because someone spread the news that he had peacock feathers on his body that Ling Feng lived a life without a meal.

Now that Ling Feng finally had news about that person, how could he miss it?

"I came from Baiyutang."