Chapter 381: Fight To The Death
The yellow leaves covered the streets during late autumn.
Cold breeze and murderous intents chilled the heart. The cultivators nearby felt something was amiss and quietly left. Meanwhile, the scaled beasts and yellow birds also sensed danger and ran as well.
Of course, some cultivators were bold enough. For example, disciples dressed in white continued to drink or the old men sitting on top of the pavilions. They were very confident in their cultivation; nothing could make them run.
Feiyun took out a white cloth to cover his mouth while coughing. It was stained by blood right away as his face turned paler. It made people speculate who this sickly person was.
The two soldiers in front of Feiyun had black glows on their armor. One of them took out their saber with a cold glint in this eyes: “Young Noble Feng, have you thought it through?”
Feiyun simply smiled without responding.
The other soldier shouted: “Feiyun! You have been poisoned by Yama’s Decay Blood, just a dead man walking now. You must come with us today. Don’t blame us for bullying a cripple like you.”
He threw a shackling chain meant for criminal down in front of Feng Feiyun and said: “Put it on yourself or we’ll help you.”
Feiyun was still sitting on his courage with the rain hat. He didn’t answer while having muddled eyes. His body quivered like an old man suffering a fatal illness.
“So it is the demon’s son, Feng Feiyun.” A female disciple sitting by a dragon pillar in a courtyard turned around. She was around sixteen with a relatively pretty figure. Her eyes were fixated on the carriage.
A man in the white uniform next to her said with pity: “Sigh. What a shame for a hero of this generation. He could have been the greatest in the Jin Dynasty but look at him now, being pushed around like a dog without a master.”
“Fate is playing with him. To flourish and wither early.”