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Chapter 550 Interception(2/2)

From time to time, people would come over to the post to say goodbye to their friends, or bid farewell with tears, or they would drink a few bowls of wine together, say a few impassioned words, cherish each other, and meet again someday.

Daqian is a big place, but fortunately the roads are well built, so commuting is not that difficult, and we don't have to see each other again for the rest of our lives.

The two of them sat in the small pavilion and watched groups of people coming to say goodbye from time to time. They found it very interesting and watched with gusto.

It was not until noon that the two of them got up lazily and walked out of the small pavilion. They saw two young scholars strolling slowly over on horseback.

They are obviously traveling scholars, and their job all day long is to travel around and see the sufferings of the world.

At this time, I saw the two people walking out of the post pavilion. They greeted each other with a friendly hug and then continued to move forward.

Lin Feiyang said, "Are you two from the Wan Du Sect?"

When the two of them were stunned, Zhu Ni took off the jade flute from her waist and blew it gently. The cherry red lips and the long jade flute complemented each other, which was amazingly beautiful.

Lin Feiyang felt his eyes light up, and Zhu Ni seemed to be glowing with light.

The two of them froze.

Zhu Ni's eyes turned and she glared at him angrily.

Lin Feiyang suddenly came back to his senses, appeared behind the two of them, and sealed the acupuncture points with two clicks.

Then he clapped his hands a few more times worriedly, completely sealing the acupuncture points and preventing him from moving or using secret techniques to commit suicide.

"Okay, take it back." Lin Feiyang smiled.

Zhu Ni inserted the jade flute back into the thin willow waist and followed Lin Feiyang as she flew away, arriving at the top of a mountain.

It's Nantian Peak, in front of Nantianmen.

Zhu Ni didn't ask any more questions, just stared at the two young men.

They are young, have red lips and white teeth, and comely looks. They really don't look like bad people, but unfortunately they are disciples of the Wan Du Sect.

Fakong appeared beside the two of them in a flash.

"Abbot, we've caught you." Lin Feiyang smiled and said, "It's a piece of cake. Do you still want to keep an eye on me, Master?"

Zhu Ni respectfully said: "Sima."

Fa Kong nodded.

His eyes suddenly looked deeply at the two young men, then disappeared after a moment.

The next moment he appeared next to Fu Qinghe.

Fu Qinghe was standing motionless under a willow tree beside the official road outside the West City Gate, quietly watching the passers-by.

He was slender and handsome, standing there like a jade tree standing in the wind, attracting the attention of passers-by around him.

But he didn't care and didn't look away.

Fakong appeared next to him the next moment, waving.

Fu Qinghe came to him.

Fukong's left hand turned into a sword and pointed at the center of his eyebrows. Fu Qinghe had no time to dodge and did not dodge.

After a while, Fu Qinghe opened his eyes and nodded slowly.

Dharma Kong disappeared.

A quarter of an hour later, Fu Qinghe also caught the two young men. He didn't even draw his sword at all, but as soon as he fired his sword, they froze and couldn't move, and he sealed their acupuncture points.

Then he carried it to Nantian Peak.

On the Nantian Peak, Fakong and Lin Feiyang were already there, and two young men had their acupuncture points sealed and stood as dumb as statues.

Putting the two men down, Fakong looked at the two young men with deep eyes.

After a moment, Fakong nodded: "It should have been cleared away."

Lin Feiyang said: "Abbott, if they want to assassinate Prince Ming, it will be really easy for them to succeed."

He did not feel any danger from these four guys, which meant that he was not sensitive to their poison.

My own senses are not good, let alone others.

Then poison it for sure.

"Ten Thousand Poison Sect..." Fakong nodded.

This Ten Thousand Poison Sect is indeed a master of killing, similar to Huangquan Valley.

It's really tit for tat.
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