Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1260 You are Lin Feng

Because of Shuqin's hesitation, she was unsure whether Lin Feng was her son or her enemy, so she dared not exert too much force for fear of hurting him, which resulted in her struggle not being at its full strength.

"Fengting, what's wrong?"

In the midst of the chaos, Shuqin's mind began to wander again, and she asked anxiously.

"Don't move, just bear with it."

Lin Feng offered words of comfort.

Shu Qin could feel her inner energy rapidly dissipating, and the feeling of being drained was extremely painful.

She struggled incessantly, trying to push Lin Feng away, but she was afraid of hurting her son if she used too much force. Her chaotic emotions left her at a loss.

Lin Feng hugged her tightly, talking to her all the while.

"Don't move, it'll be over in a minute, be good..."

Shuqin indeed forced herself to stop struggling, and only asked in confusion.

"Fengting...we're going to..."

The two of them rested their heads on each other's shoulders, unable to see each other's expressions.

As time passed, Lin Feng felt Shu Qin's body gradually weaken in his arms.

"Fengting, are we going to die...?"

Lin Feng sighed, "Sigh..."

He slowly released his grip, then held Shuqin's shoulders, pushing her back a foot, watching her face gradually turn pale.

This is also a tragic old woman who has fallen into a state of madness because of her son's disappearance.

Ultimately, he lost his life because of his son.

Lin Feng knew very well that if he didn't strike first, he would be the one to die later.

Shuqin's eyes gradually lost their luster, and she was already in a dying state.

Just then, her eyes cleared, no longer filled with confusion and doubt.

His eyes moved and lingered on Lin Feng's face.

"You...are Lin Feng..."

Lin Feng didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly.

"I'm about to die, can you tell me... where did Fengting go?"

Shuqin's body was shrinking, but she still held on with all her might, stubbornly staring into Lin Feng's eyes.

Lin Feng shook his head and remained silent.

"Lin Feng...did you...kill Feng Ting...?"

"Yes."

Upon hearing Lin Feng's name, Shu Qin seemed to let go of her obsession, completely relaxed, and collapsed to the ground.

She turned into a miniature version of an old lady.

Lin Feng didn't rush to tidy up; he just stared blankly at the old lady piled up in the clothes, his feelings somewhat complicated.

He knew he hadn't done anything wrong, but he just felt very uncomfortable.

Both sides are in such a position that it's a fight to the death; there's no other way out.

Lin Feng sat there blankly for a long time. In his confused state, he reached out and grasped the broken sword, trying to pull it off Shu Qin's body.

Unexpectedly, the instant his palm touched the hilt of the broken sword, a surge of blood and qi, like a raging flood, rushed upwards.

It was too late for Lin Feng to get rid of the broken sword. A huge amount of blood and qi, along with a large amount of complex emotions, instantly filled his body and brain.

This caused Lin Feng's thoughts to become even more chaotic, and his body trembled incessantly like a withered leaf in the wind.

The true energy within Lin Feng's body and the newly entered true energy intertwined, along with various emotions, all attempting to dominate his mind.

The two sides took turns fighting, with the former gaining the upper hand and the latter losing the upper hand at different times.

Lin Feng's expression was very strange, sometimes ferocious like a demon, sometimes clear and anxious.

Lin Feng gritted his teeth and persevered, subconsciously knowing that he absolutely could not give up his dominant position over this body.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Feng, completely soaked, let out a long breath.

Finally, his powerful soul took over and forcefully suppressed the chaotic emotions.

Only then did I feel my whole body swell up, my meridians tighten, and I was on the verge of being torn apart. I had to quickly regulate the true qi in my body and get it back into normal circulation.

Ignoring everything else, Lin Feng closed his eyes and began to painstakingly circulate his internal energy.

When I opened my eyes again, it was pitch black all around.

His body was still swollen like a drum, but he was able to barely suppress the surging true energy.

The broken sword in my hand also stopped, and when I held it, it felt cool.

Although Lin Feng was no longer able to disperse his consciousness, he knew that the three old men outside the house had not left.

These high-level cultivators who spend years cultivating in the mountains possess patience that is probably unmatched in the world.

They will wait forever as long as you don't leave.

During his break, Lin Feng used his broken sword to dig a deep pit in the thatched hut and buried Shu Qin's body in it.

It's best not to let a second person see something so bizarre.

After finishing this task, Lin Feng felt that it would take a long time for him to regulate his internal energy and eliminate various complex emotions.

He sneered, "Let those old guys wait, I'm not going out."

He closed his eyes and continued to repair his damaged body and brain.

In the mountains outside the house, Yan Su and the other two were indeed hiding in three directions, about four or five miles away from the thatched house.

At this distance, one can vaguely sense the other's presence, but also lose sight of the other's presence in a moment of confusion.

They wouldn't openly explore the situation inside the thatched hut, lest they provoke Shuqin's frenzied attack.

However, they didn't go far, occasionally glancing around, and as long as they knew Lin Feng and Shu Qin hadn't left, they waited quietly.

None of the three wanted to give up the precious treasure in Lin Feng's hands.

They each sat cross-legged among the weeds and bushes, closing their eyes and waiting.

At the same time, he pondered how to obtain the sword that had been broken in half.

Suddenly, they both sensed that the atmosphere inside the thatched hut had become chaotic, and they had no idea what the two people inside were doing.

Did the two of them start fighting?

But if a fight really broke out, how come there was no noise?

If those two really started fighting, wouldn't it cause the sky to collapse and the earth to crumble, trees to fall and houses to collapse?

Gui Ju was the first to lose his temper. He was hot-tempered, and although his temperament had been tempered through years of cultivation in the deep mountains, he still couldn't suppress his true nature at this moment.

He quietly slipped out of his hiding place and rushed towards the thatched hut.

Gui Ju knew that being careful was useless; once he entered the other person's field of vision, he couldn't escape their scrutiny. He might as well just rush over and take a look.

He believed that even if there were problems, he could easily escape.

Just as he was flying into the air, his consciousness swept over the area first.

To Gui Ju's surprise, only Lin Feng was in the thatched hut; Shu Qin had disappeared.

It miraculously disappeared right under the noses of those three high-level cultivators.

Lin Feng was the only one in the room, still sitting cross-legged on the ground, calming himself with his eyes closed.

To Gui Ju's relief, Lin Feng was still holding the broken sword, which was Gui Ju's current target.

As long as the broken sword is still there, everything is negotiable.

Gui Ju landed beside the thatched hut, his eyes darting around.

Since Shuqin has disappeared and only Lin Feng is left, why not take this opportunity to seize the broken sword?

Once the thought arose, there was no more hesitation. As Gui Ju, confidence was ingrained in his bones, and he acted recklessly, which could also be described as decisive.

Gui Ju swayed and plunged headfirst into the thatched hut.

Before Lin Feng could open his eyes, he reached out and grabbed the broken sword.