Wulin Mythology System

Chapter 432 Killer?
Natural teeth are the knife of mercy.

It cannot kill, but it can save lives.

Rumor has it that wielding a knife with a benevolent hand can kill hundreds of people in an instant.

Han Feng doesn't need to live a hundred people now, he only needs to live one.

In the original world view, the natural tooth is to revive the dead by beheading the messenger of the underworld. In this world where there is no messenger of the underworld, the way of function is to drive away the dead air and inject vitality.

As the vitality of the natural teeth slowly injected into the gray-clothed swordsman's body, the already withered body was revived with vitality.

The white-clothed boy didn't realize this, and buried his head in the grey-clothed swordsman's chest and wept bitterly.

But he heard the grey-clothed swordsman cough twice heavily after waking up, and stretched out his hand to pat the white-clothed boy's head lightly.

"father!!"

The boy raised his eyes, his face full of surprise.

Han Feng and the others stood by and didn't bother.

However, the gray-clothed swordsman still noticed the handsome Han Feng and the others, struggling to get up.

But Han Feng supported him with his true energy.

"My friend, although your vitality has been revived, but the fatal injury is still there, it's better not to get up in a hurry."

The gray-clothed swordsman was supported by Han Feng's Wuzhu internal force, unable to get up, so he sat down and clasped fists at Han Feng:
"Your Majesty saved the lives of me and my dog, I am so grateful that I am beyond words!"

The gray-clothed swordsman is a knowledgeable man, not to mention Han Feng's high temperament, but the beauty in palace attire just now, who is like the accompanying maid, has to be a top-ranking third-rank person in order to kill hundreds of people with one move. The dignity of this group of people is unimaginable .

Han Feng smiled lightly:

"Seeing the injustice on the road, I can't be grateful for the effort. It's just that this group of people is well-trained and has a clear purpose. I don't know where it came from? I came from outside the East Wulin. His Royal Highness will have such an incident?!"

"It's from the Diming Palace!" Before the gray-clothed swordsman could answer, the white-robed boy spoke first, "I saw their logo, and my second uncle tore off the Diming Palace's armband from a killer's sleeve!"

"It must be them! They are the ones who bear a grudge against our Xu family for helping Hailoudian seize the mines of Yanshan last month!"

The young man spoke firmly, with half hatred and half sadness in his eyes.

But the gray-clothed swordsman immediately scolded the boy:
"Ronger!"

After scolding the boy, the gray-clothed swordsman looked at Han Feng:

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the enemy attacked the Xu family at night, well-trained and seamlessly coordinated, they must have undergone long-term training, and their behavior seems to have intentionally or unintentionally left signs of Ming Dian's attack... I can't make a judgment."

Ok……

Hearing this, Han Feng began to think... Hearing the firm tone of the young man in white, he seemed to have identified one of the three halls, the Diming Hall, but just as the gray-clothed swordsman said, if one of the majestic three halls wanted to make a move, he would definitely not leave such a Too much... Was someone planting the blame? Or was Di Mingdian playing tricks on himself?

It is worth the long test.

"Then I wonder what your plans are next?"

The gray-clothed swordsman froze for a moment.

"My father and son are already homeless, and the dark forces will not let us go... After thinking about it, maybe we can only go to Dongfang Shutong Mountain to join our relatives..."

"Shutong Mountain?" Han Feng raised his eyebrows, "Is the place you are going to [Qiu Shui's family]?"

"Yes... the [leader] of the Qiushui family, Xu Canglang, is from the ancestral line of the Xu family, and he is considered to be my uncle. My son Xu Rong and I are planning to join [the Qiushui family]."

The gray-clothed swordsman thoughtfully answered.

"Oh, that's right, that's just right," Han Feng clasped his hands together, "We're also going to [Qiu Shui's family], let's go together."

Hearing the words, the gray-clothed swordsman was taken aback for a moment, and then seemed hesitant to speak.

Seeing his appearance, Han Feng also knew what he was thinking... It's really a bit suspicious for a group of people like himself who don't seem to be simple to follow others to find his uncle...

"Oh, we were entrusted by General Xie Lan, the guard of the Yuxiong Pass, to go to [The Qiushui Family] to look for [Qing He Tired Chant] Su Jianshuang."

"Su Yuling?" The gray-clothed swordsman pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Then we can't resign."

In the end, Han Feng and the others set off for Shutong Mountain with the gray-clothed swordsman.

The journey was peaceful, and there were no additional assassins to chase after him. It took almost a day to reach Shutong Mountain.

This is a mountain range. Although it is far inferior to the giant mountain range of Yujiang Mountain that can divide the mainland of Kyushu, it is really not small.

The gray-clothed swordsman knew the way, and led Han Feng and his party into the depths of Shutong Mountain.

It is midsummer and the weather is hot, but the mountain is shady and cool, the water vapor is soft, and the mountain mist is mild.

In front is the basin under the two peaks, and the entrance is a slit, which is completely shrouded in white mist, and the inner situation cannot be seen clearly with the naked eye.

"Mr. Ye, this is the stronghold of [Qiu Shui Family]."

Grey-clothed swordsman Xu Dangyang explained to Han Feng.

Han Feng nodded to Xu Dangyang when he heard the words, and led everyone to prepare to enter.

But at this time, young people's cries for help came from afar...

"Brother Xu!! Help!!"

"Come on, let's kill someone!"

The cries for help were full of anger, and it didn't seem like they were in a dangerous situation, but the yelling was indeed quite loud.

Then I saw a young man in a black robe with open sleeves running from behind Han Feng and the others with a black epee on his back, running towards the valley where [Qiu Shui's family] was located like a gale.

Then I saw two long-bearded old men chasing from behind with dozens of elite warriors in water-blue outfits.

This black-robed young man looks young, but his skill is not low. He has already entered the third rank.

The first two old men who came after him had already reached the first rank.

Although Dong Wulin's force is good, the upper third rank is still a high-end combat power. The situation here must involve a third hall, and Han Feng made up his mind not to intervene.

However, just as the black-robed youth was about to rush into the valley, one of the old men chasing after him began to pinch the curse seal.

Then, the entrance of [Qiu Shui's Family] was blocked by a giant water-blue corrugated curtain.

"Master Jiang Shao, you killed the granddaughter of the elder of our Hailou palace. Hailoudian must seek an explanation for this matter. You should go honestly with us!"

Another old man with long beard said sharply.

"Damn, if I go back with you, I won't be beaten to death by the old lunatic in Hailoudian?"

The young man in black spat and said with a sneer.

"Let me tell you again, I didn't kill that woman. This matter has nothing to do with me. If Hailoudian has any dissatisfaction, you can come and confront me when I return to Dimingdian!"

The black-robed young man carried a huge sword on his back, and his figure and robe moved with the mountain wind. The young man's temperament was sunny and warm, not like a murderer.

The father and son of the Xu family behind Han Feng heard the name of Diming Palace, but their expressions changed.

Suspected sworn enemy...

"Young Hall Master was joking. If you return to Diming Hall, who else in the East Wulin can punish you?"

The long-bearded old man smiled grimly.

"Hahahaha!" The black-robed young man looked up to the sky and smiled, and a black epee appeared in his hand, "Look, you don't want to find out if I killed anyone, you just want to punish me!!"

"Irrefutable evidence! How do you want to quibble!?"

The other old man obviously had a more violent temperament, and he yelled and accused him loudly.

The black-robed youth responded coldly.

"If you want to commit a crime, why is there no excuse? If I say no, then there is no excuse!"

As he said that, the black-robed young man soared into the sky domineeringly with sword energy, and looked at the robed Han Feng:

"Friends, step aside a little bit, don't affect you later~"

"Oh, it's okay." Han Feng tidied up his clothes, clasped his hands, and smiled back, "Hit slowly, I'll watch~"

(End of this chapter)