I will marry you in a thousand years.-Chapter 95: The Old Man in the Mountain (IV)

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Fei Yunxiao smiled calmly: "I have been lucky all my life. A mouse saved my life." He took the mouse that rolled down from Haozhen's face in his hand and stroked it. In the blink of an eye, the stiff mouse twitched a few times and turned over. Although it was in low spirits, it seemed to have a strong appetite and ate the piece of beef that Fei Yunxiao tore for it.

Fei Yunxiao said: "Why do you do this?"

Ya Yu said dejectedly: "Why? Why did I lose everything to you in this life? Why did I meet you in this life?"

Fei Yunxiao said: "Why are you so obsessed with one thing? If you can let it go, why would it be like this today?"

Ya Yu said: "I just can't let it go. I only want my little junior sister. I only want my little junior sister." He kept repeating this sentence in his mouth, complaining so much that it was heartbreaking.

Fei Yunxiao looked at him with pity: "If you are willing to study hard in the right martial arts, within ten years, your achievements will definitely surpass countless martial arts predecessors. I didn't expect you to be so stupid. It's really an injustice. Is this a punishment from God? Are those people I killed really wrong?" Maybe Fei Yunxiao will have to rest this night. After a few moments, Fei Yunxiao sighed softly and said, "What is coming has finally come." Six or seven young men in tight clothes appeared outside the cell door. The bodies of the young men were as straight as javelins. Each of them carried a knife on his back, and a bright red ribbon was tied to the handle of the knife. The draft in the cell blew the ribbon, which was very eye-catching. Where are the yamen runners? How did they get in? Fei Yunxiao said, "You are so young, yet you are so aggressive. Who dares to approach you? Come in and have a drink."

One of the teenagers said in a low voice, "We are not here to drink, we are here to kill people."

Fei Yunxiao laughed and said, "If I were you, I would consider the suggestion I just made."

The teenagers looked at Fei Yunxiao without emotion and said, "It's a pity that we are not you."

As soon as the words fell, the six or seven teenagers flashed into the cell. This cell, which was only two or three meters long and wide, was immediately overcrowded. These teenagers, holding knives in their right hands, attacked several places with their own rules. The whole prison was filled with knife shadows, and it seemed that even a fly flying by could be crushed to pieces.

A name flashed through Fei Yunxiao's mind, and he said to himself, "I've been looking for you for a long time, but I didn't expect you to come to me on your own initiative." He moved left and right, as light as floating catkins, and disappeared without a trace, as if strolling leisurely in this crowded prison.

The teenagers were stunned as they fought. It was the first time they had seen someone with such superb martial arts skills as Fei Yunxiao. Although "he" had warned them deeply before coming, the man in front of them was much more powerful than they had imagined. However, these teenagers seemed to have no idea of ​​retreating, and they only fought in a way that would hurt both sides. The teenagers' clothes had long been soaked with sweat, but they were still energetic, and their swordsmanship was still extremely pure.

Fei Yunxiao's internal force was endless, and his palm touched the steel knife in the teenager's hand, which could cut through hair instantly, and it actually made a metallic "clang" sound of collision. After fighting for about a hundred moves, Fei Yunxiao rushed up to the sky with all his strength, and said with a smile: "It's so satisfying. I haven't had such a good fight in a long time. The old man in the mountain is indeed worthy of his reputation. He has taught so many good disciples.