General, Madam Called You To Farm

Wei Ting entered the Killer League with Ling Yun on his back.

Naturally, it is not open to go in.

Fortunately, with his current lightness kungfu, it is not a problem to deceive ordinary Assassin League disciples.

"Do you think it's weird?"

Ling Yun asked.

"What do you mean?"

Wei Ting said.

Ling Yun recalled: "You Ming didn't stop us just now."

Wei Ting paused, looked ahead, raised his eyebrows and said, "Here, the case has been solved."

Ling Yun took a closer look and saw Jiang Guanchao's first disciple Qi Yao.

The reason why You Ming dared to let them in was because there was someone more powerful waiting here.

Ling Yun sighed: "This trip is endless, please let me down."

Wei Ting put Ling Yun down.

Qi Yao asked sharply, "Young Palace Master of Baihua Palace, why don't you show your true colors?"

Ling Yun took off the human skin mask and stuffed it into Wei Ting's arms.

Wei Ting frowned.

Qi Yao looked at Wei Ting who was pretending to be Mr. Qiu again: "And you, the youngest son of the Wei family."

Wei Ting said casually, "Call me General Wei."

"snort."

Qi Yao snorted coldly, "You still dare to come to the Killer League, are you here to die?"

Ling Yun looked at him fixedly: "We are here to negotiate peace with the Killer League."

Qi Yao said coldly: "Peace talks? After half my master's life was injured?"

Wei Ting said: "Obviously your master went to kill my father first, swords have no eyes, my father spared your master's life, it is already the most benevolent."

Qi Yao said: "So, should I be grateful to you?"

Wei Ting hesitated to speak, decided not to quarrel with him, and said earnestly: "Chang Guanshi went to see your master, right? Go and inform your master quickly, and tell him to be more careful."

Qi Yao said coldly: "You think I will be dismissed by you?"

Wei Ting said helplessly: "These days...how can no one believe the truth? The guard brought by Chang Guanshi is Xia Houyi's minion, and he wants to kill your master! Why don't you hurry up and save people?"

Qi Yao said solemnly: "Master has ordered that no one should disturb him."

Wei Ting tightly clenched his fists: "You members of the Assassin League...are even tougher than slave killers! It seems that you will not be able to survive without defeating you! Let's make a move!"

Qi Yao: "Overestimate one's abilities."

"Get out of the way!"

After Wei Ting finished speaking to Ling Yun, the muscles of his legs tensed, he jumped up and gave Qi Yaoshi a hard punch.

Qi Yao clasped Wei Ting's fist with one palm!

The moment the fists and palms met, two invisible internal forces slammed into each other's body, wandering wantonly in the veins!

Qi Yao violently forced out his inner energy!

Wei Ting flew upside down, did a backflip, barely landed on the top of a tree.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a pain in his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ling Yun frowned.

Qi Yao looked at him coldly: "You are injured, yet you dare to come to die."

Ling Yun looked at Wei Ting strangely.

He remembered that when Wei Ting, Su Mo, Su Li, and Jing Yi left Baihua Palace, they were not injured.

Could it be that something happened at the ghost mother-in-law's place, or on the way back?

Su Mo and Su Li stayed because Su Xuan needed the blood of the two brothers?

Wei Ting wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth: "I told you I'm here to save people, what can I do if you don't believe me?"

Qi Yao grabbed the hilt of the sword.

Ling Yun said: "He was injured, you still use weapons, don't you think you are taking advantage of others' danger?"

Qi Yao said coldly: "I am a killer, and what I want is to take advantage of others' danger."

He drew out his long sword and slashed at Wei Ting mercilessly.

Wei Ting performed the Meteor Step, turned over in the air, and jumped onto another big tree.

The tree was split in half, and the remaining sword energy split the lawn into a deep ditch.

Wei Ting's spine felt chills: "What a terrifying sword energy."

Qi Yao's moves were extremely fast, there was no room for Wei Ting to fight back at all, Wei Ting could only dodge repeatedly with the Meteor Step.

But this is not the way to go on.

Suddenly, Ling Yun shot three pear flower darts at Qi Yao.

"Small tricks."

Qi Yao slashed across the sky, and the pear blossom dart was turned into powder by the sword energy.

Wei Ting took the opportunity to kick him in the chest.

However, he only got his sword.

What a quick move!

Wei Ting took advantage of his strength to leap, kicked on the big tree behind him, turned around in the air, like a writhing dragon, and slashed at him with his palm.

Just when Qi Yao drew his sword to cut off his palm, Wei Ting suddenly stayed in the air and shot out a dagger!

Qi Yao's pupils shrank, and he turned sideways to avoid it.

The dagger brushed against his long hair.

A strand of blue silk was chopped off and scattered on the lawn in a melodious manner.

Qi Yao's face darkened, and the long sword came out of his hand, aiming straight at Wei Ting's heart!

And almost at the same moment, he predicted Wei Ting's defense, stepped into the air with a few steps, and blocked Wei Ting's retreat.

Wei Ting was either hit by a sword or punched by him, so he couldn't dodge.

Wei Ting gritted his teeth, blocked with both arms, and chose the latter.

Click!

He heard the sound of his forearm cracking slightly.

In the last martial arts tournament, this guy was obviously not that strong...

But this general is not weak either!

"Then who! If you don't come out again, I'm really going to die! Believe it or not, I went back and let my grandmother beat you up?!"

Qi Yao's eyes lighted up.

In an instant, a man in a white hat descended from the sky, grabbed Wei Ting's shoulders, and pulled him back.

At the same time, he slapped Qi Yao fiercely!

The two hit it off!

Wei Ting knelt on the ground, vomiting blood: "Is it because I don't howl... You will never show up in your life..."

Bai Lichen asked authentically, "When did you find out?"

Wei Ting gasped and said, "The martial arts tournament."

Bai Lichen: "Oh, so early."

Wei Ting stood up with difficulty: "This guy is in your hands!"

Bai Lichen looked him up and down: "Are you sure you can go to see Jiang Guanchao with your appearance?"

Wei Ting wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with deep eyes: "I must see him."

Bai Lichen said: "Go east, there is a small garden, through it is the back door of the lord's bedroom."

Qi Yao looked at Bai Lichen suspiciously: "Who are you?"

Bai Lichen took off his bamboo hat and said calmly, "I haven't seen you for many years, Qi Yao."

...

Ling Yun and Wei Ting came to the small garden.

Wei Ting suddenly supported a stone table, bowed again and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ling Yun asked strangely: "How bad are you hurt?"

Wei Ting gritted his teeth: "It's not too heavy."

Ling Yun looked at his body which could barely stand up straight: "Is this not too heavy?"

Wei Ting said indifferently, "I can't die."

Ling Yun took out a small porcelain bottle from his wide sleeve and handed it to him: "Here, wound medicine."

Wei Ting wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "No need."

Ling Yun was even more puzzled: "Shouldn't you take medicine if you're so injured?"

Wei Ting suppressed the breath that was about to explode in his veins: "Let's go, time is running out."

-

It was cold and windy.

The four tigers led the way and brought the five tigers and their small army to the vicinity of Tianyutang.

If you want to ask how the four tigers know Tianyutang, you have to kill the door.

The two sects are not far away, otherwise Chu Feifeng would not have happened to meet Lu Aotian.

When the four tigers went to the fire-killing gate, they were always stared at by those starving ghosts, and every time they turned to the gate of Tianyutang, they were shocked.

The five tigers fluttered their little wings: "Cheep! Chick!"

I'm going in, you find a place to hide yourself!

Grandpa, grandma!

Tianyutang also has hunting dogs!

The Marshal of the Five Tigers threw his wings angrily, commanding the golden eagle, falcon, black crow and hounds to mediate to the death.

At this moment, the four tigers raised their noble little heads and walked up the steps with graceful steps.

It raises its hooves.

Knock knock!

The door was opened.

When the boy saw Sihu, his eyes lit up: "It's you! You haven't come for many days!"

Then the four tigers went in openly.

Fight with the hound and kill the five tigers with feathers all over: "???"

Ten more.

There are still a few chapters, and I will write them at dawn.