The second generation of the most powerful saint in history

Chapter 481 Turning Your Face Is Like Turning A Book

"Uh..." the Patriarch Dongling opened his mouth, his old face flushed, he seemed a little embarrassed, he laughed dryly and said vaguely: "Well, I didn't think of that just now, and I didn't arrange it. It's too late for me to go after it now."

Dao Xun took a look at him, and chuckled secretly, what did he mean just now, he clearly reminded them before he helped, and the old man saw the girl in Leng Tianfeng from the very beginning, so he must have known her identity early in the morning, since Knowing that such a situation would happen, how could it be possible not to arrange manpower early, and when the Xifeng soldiers were defeated, they would directly capture the girl in the chaos.

I'm afraid it's just that he didn't think of such a situation just now, that is, he didn't believe so much that he would appear in the current situation. Although he had already made preparations, he seized the opportunity, but in fact, he was not fully prepared because of a trace of doubt.

"Go after it now, it's still too late." Dao Xun said with a smile as he looked at the fleeing Xifeng soldiers riding tall horses and being protected by a group of people. Dao Xun said with a smile.

"But." Patriarch Dongling hesitated for a moment. He had the cheek to ask Daoxun to make another move to make up for his mistake and catch the girl back. At this time, Daoxun let him go by himself, but he didn't have much confidence. able to catch up.

The two tribes were not very good at speed, but at this time the girl had already run a long distance, and the fleeing Xifeng soldiers opened the way, so she still ran for her life, the speed could not have been too slow.

"If you don't go, you won't be able to catch up." Dao Xun was a little displeased, he waved his hand and said, this is why he treats himself as a free thug.

He came here because of the power of luck, and now he got what he wanted. Whether it was helping the Patriarch Dongling to lift the curse, or the rain of spirits that he had just expended his energy for them, he had helped them a lot. After reading their books and asking them to help find Leng Tianfeng, I don't owe them anything.

On the contrary, the patriarch of Dongling seems to be used to asking himself for help now. He wants to help himself in everything. If he keeps helping, he will not really be a free thug.

"I'm going!" Seemingly sensing the displeasure in Dao Xun's tone, Patriarch Dongling froze for a moment, then immediately nodded and said, leaping, and actually jumped down from the city wall. The metal, like a spring, suddenly jumped and chased after the girl in the direction where the girl was fleeing, with a distance of more than ten meters in one jump.

Obviously, although the ability of the Dongling tribe is single, it can also be used for many purposes, except for attacks.

And the patriarch Dongling who was chasing after the girl was also depressed. He also thought about what happened just now, but what made him depressed was that he didn't know when it started. When encountering something, the first thing that comes to mind is to ask Tao for help?

Not only was Dao Xun dissatisfied, Patriarch Dongling was also quite dissatisfied with himself when he thought about it. After all, no matter what he asked for help from others, it was not the work of the strong.

"Who the hell are you? How can you know these skills?" Leng Tianfeng, who was captured by Dao Xun, didn't have any fear of falling into the opponent's hands at this time, but his face was still full of confusion, and he couldn't help but turned to Dao Asked.

"What? What abilities?" Dao Xun looked down at him, but he didn't intend to help him up. Although it is understandable that he lost his memory, this kid shot at him just now, but he can see it at a glance. Even if it wasn't because of the hostile relationship, it would be enough to make him feel uncomfortable.

"It's the spell you just used." Leng Tianfeng said as it should, and looked up at Dao Xun, as if he wanted to get an answer from him.

"Oh, you have even forgotten me, and you still remember spells? I taught you, do you remember?" Dao Xun gave him a hard look, and said angrily, "You are so talented, why don't you use these spells?" The spells were all forgotten."

"Hey, I just don't remember, it seems that you really know me!" Seeing Dao Xun's anger, Leng Tianfeng seemed a little guilty, and his cold face turned into a little embarrassment, and he said with a smile .

"You kid, you have fallen into our hands, but you have no fear at all. You are worthy of being his subordinate." At this time, Mu Yang patriarch who had been watching for a while couldn't help but interjected, looking at Leng Tianfeng with a slightly surprise.

"Why should I be afraid? I don't feel any danger. It's just that I can't go back for the time being. Uncle Feng has been very kind to me and even gave me so many soldiers to play with." Leng Tianfeng said with regret at this moment. Those small tribes that helped the Xifeng tribe were all treated as a joke by him.

"Ah!" Dao Xun stroked his forehead and sighed, glanced at Leng Tianfeng, and said helplessly in a low voice: "If there is a master, there must be a servant. I didn't expect this kid's amnesia to be half as interesting as me!"

Although there is helplessness in the tone, there is a smile on the corner of the mouth, birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. Maybe I accepted him as a subordinate in a shameless way, in addition to his rare physique and echoing my collection addiction, it is also because of that There is also such an interesting side hidden under the coldness.

"Your subordinate, you really are." Patriarch Mu Yang glanced at Dao Xun with a strange look: "Weird!"

"You said you didn't feel any danger, well, what is this?" At this moment, Dao Xun ignored Patriarch Mu Yang, took out Leng Tianfeng's long sword with a wave of his hand, and asked with narrowed eyes.

"My sword!" Although he lost his memory, Dao Xun found Leng Tianfeng's personality a bit more interesting, but at this moment, his eyes lit up, and he said, staring at the sword in Dao Xun's hand, some didn't understand Dao Xun's mean.

"Brush!" As soon as Leng Tianfeng finished speaking, a black light from the sword flashed in front of his eyes, and an extremely terrifying aura overwhelmed Leng Tianfeng, who was stunned for a moment and couldn't move. The killing intent was so strong that it instantly made Leng Tianfeng, who was calm and composed just now, his head go blank, and his face turned pale involuntarily, as if he was really facing death.

This made Leng Tianfeng a little at a loss. Although he lost his memory, he knew that he had a strong sense of perception. Just now he clearly felt that Dao Xun had no hostility towards him, let alone killing intent. At this time, the killing intent was so obvious , who is so moody, turning his face faster than turning a book.

Leng Tianfeng was taken aback by this terrifying momentum and killing intent, and some unclear pictures flashed in his mind, making him ignore the killing intent he was facing, his brows were unconsciously tightened, as if immersed in the blur Unclear memory.

(End of this chapter)