Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 978: Broken Sword Warning

He squeezed into the arena, raised his straight knife, and looked around.

Looking at those jealous eyes, I almost couldn't breathe.

Another large slave was dragged into the arena, with a straight knife stuffed into his hand.

With the lessons learned from the previous incident, the slaves understood their fate and burst into tears. They found that begging was useless, so they could only clench the straight knife with both hands, and their eyes gradually revealed despair and ferocity.

With two skinny arms, he waved the straight knife wildly and rushed towards Duan Xing.

Duan Xing was also nervous. He had seen people being killed, but he had never killed anyone himself. The straight knife felt very heavy in his hand. Seeing the large group of slaves rushing towards him, he was so scared that he stepped back.

The people around suddenly burst into laughter, and shouts and curses followed one after another.

But facing the nearly crazy slaves, Duan Xing had lost all his courage, his mind was blank, and he could only retreat.

When he finally retreated to the sidelines, he was supported by the hands of the people behind him and could not retreat any further.

But the straight knives wielded by the large number of slaves also came in front of him.

Just as Duan Xing was about to be hit by the straight knife, a straight knife swept from the side and chopped off the head of the slave with just one blow.

The headless corpse fell at Duan Xing's feet, making him almost pop his eyes out. His chest felt stuffy and he swallowed air in big gulps, but he couldn't feel any air entering his throat.

He was dragged out of the venue in a daze and no one paid any attention to him.

Duan Xing regretted very much. Why didn't he do the same as the boss and chop down the slaves with his sword?

He fell to the ground, dejected.

A hand reached out from the side and tugged at his collar.

Duan Xing looked up and found that it was his father's assistant's wife, who was signaling him to go out with her eyes.

Lin Feng carried the food box in his hand into the dining room. The four waiters put down the food boxes one by one and then bowed and walked out.

No one spoke. After leaving the house, they each found a corner to stay in, waiting for their master to call them again.

Lin Feng also imitated them and looked around, then saw the moon gate that Duan Yiwei told him about.

While no one was paying attention, he quickly walked through the moon gate and walked forward along a cobblestone corridor.

Cross a stone arch bridge and enter a corridor.

Turn right at the end of the corridor, there is an elegant garden. A maid is standing at the door, fiddling with the flowers and plants out of boredom.

Lin Feng walked lightly towards the door of the house in the garden. When he approached the door, the waitress looked up and frowned.

He mumbled something to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng quickly gestured with his hands and pointed inside the house.

The waitress had no idea what he was going to do and her eyes were filled with confusion.

Lin Feng didn't care what she was thinking, he turned around and stepped over the threshold.

Sure enough, there was a study in the room, with curtains covering the north wall.

Lin Feng reached out and pulled open the curtains, and there was indeed a map hanging on the wall inside.

However, what disappointed Lin Feng was that the characters on the map were not common characters, and Lin Feng did not recognize what kind of characters they were.

Lin Feng was stunned when he looked at the map. He couldn't recognize the words. How could he find the route?

The key point is that the maps of this era were drawn in different ways, and the various markings on mountains, rivers, cities, roads, trees, houses, etc. were all different.

Each person had a different labeling method, which made Lin Feng look confused.

Suddenly, Lin Feng felt that the broken sword hanging on his waist shook.

Does this mean something is approaching?

Lin Feng pondered and looked around, trying to see what attracted Broken Sword's attention.

As a result, when he saw the corner of the study, he saw an old man standing quietly there, staring at him with a pair of slender eyes.

Has he always been standing there like this?

Or did he appear after I came in?

Anyone who can alert Broken Sword is not an ordinary warrior.

Because Lin Feng felt Duan Jian's excitement, which was the same as his desire for food.

Broken Sword's passion stirred the blood in Lin Feng's body, which gradually began to boil, and his whole body was filled with desire for something.

The old man looked Lin Feng up and down with a narrow and sinister gaze.

"Where are you headed?"

The old man was speaking in a big way, because he had already seen that Lin Feng was not from the pirate family.

"who are you?"

Lin Feng asked back.

"Disciple of Eagle Rock Island, which sect of the great sect are you from?"

The old man also understood that ordinary warriors could not discover him. Since Lin Feng was able to discover him in the first place, he must be a disciple of a hidden sect.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "I am a disciple of Kunyu Mountain. Nice to meet you."

The old man nodded and smiled: "Nice to meet you. I wonder what brings you here?"

"I'm lost and want to look at the map to see if I can find the way to Ganqing Mansion."

"Ganqing Mansion?"

The old man frowned and thought for a moment.

"Your Excellency may not know yet, but Funing Prefecture has been occupied by the Zhenxi Army, and Ganqing Prefecture is facing an attack from the Zhenxi Army. If you don't have important matters, it's best not to go there."

"what are you doing here?"

"I am from the Puliu family. What's your name?"

"Kunyu Mountain, Shufeng Pavilion."

When the old man heard this, his eyes widened immediately and he looked at Lin Feng carefully again.

The previous incident caused quite a stir, and almost all the hidden sects knew that Kunyu Mountain wanted to destroy Lin Feng, a disciple of Yuquan Temple, and sent a disciple named Shu Fengting down the mountain.

Later, this person disappeared, and in the end, Lin Feng was killed by Shu Fengting's mother.

It turned out that Shu Fengting got lost and ran to the coastal area.

However, the old man frowned tightly, seeing that the man was not very old, not the kind of person who looked young despite being old, but was actually young.

"Excuse me, Mr. Shu, how old are you this year?"

Lin Feng smiled and said, "I am fifty-one this year."

The old man looked confused. The boy in front of him didn't look like he was 51 years old. Could it be that he was practicing some kind of martial arts?

"Since Mr. Shu has come to my Puliu family, it is natural for me to take you away. Why bother looking at a map? Hehe..."

He was being polite because almost all the disciples of the hidden sect knew the name of Shufengting in Kunyu Mountain. He was a middle or high-level disciple in the sect. What's more, his mother was even more powerful and was one of the three giants in Kunyu Mountain.

Lin Feng looked at the old man in confusion.

"Will your words work here?"

The old man puffed out his chest and said, "What I say is what I mean."

Lin Feng gave a thumbs up: "Great!"

"Where does Mr. Shu want to go?"

"Ganqing Mansion."

The old man paused for a moment and said, "Mr. Shu, do you know the latest news?"

"What kind of news do you mean?"

"Mr. Shu, your mother has killed the regent of the great clan, Lin Feng, and is searching for you everywhere."

Lin Feng frowned and pondered for a moment. It turned out that old lady Shuqin had spread the news of killing him.

"Why are you looking for me?"

The old man smiled and said, "Isn't it because I'm afraid that you'll be harmed by Lin Feng? All the disciples of the sect know that you duelled with Lin Feng on the top of Tianzhi Mountain, and then you disappeared."

Lin Feng nodded: "Well, what's your name?"

Seeing that he was quite respectful towards him, Lin Feng knew that his seniority was not low in the hidden sect, and this old man was obviously not of high rank.

The old man bowed and said, "I am Puliu Dongqu, a second-generation disciple of the Wuliu Sect of Yingyan Island."