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    Hearing someone shouting the title of "madman", everyone was shocked and looked attentively. Sure enough, they saw the mysterious person with disheveled hair. His face was hidden behind the hair and could not be seen clearly. However, his body was in tatters and his hair was like a chicken coop.  The skin is also stained in patches, interlaced with black and white, making him look like a street wanderer and artistic performer.  His attire has the charm of a sharp guy. The only difference is that this person has high martial arts skills. He is obviously a high-level NPC and not a player.

    After all, players will not dress up like this. Even if the masked person wants to hide his identity, he will not be able to make such a non-mainstream dress.  Moreover, players do not have such martial arts skills. Those players who encounter him will collapse at the touch. Although this person is dressed in a unique costume, his skills are already close to the level of the Five Ultimates.

    "Wait a minute, hero!", as the last Beggar Clan disciple fell, Suifeng Pass launched his final verbal offensive.  He sat on the ground and shouted from a distance: "Senior Gao, can you please put down our leader Qiao? Everything can be discussed, as long as you put forward the conditions."

    The madman turned his head, glanced at Sui Fengguo from behind his hair, and then glanced at Qiao Feng in his hand, tilting his head and saying nothing.  Everyone was worried, fearing to see the bloody scene of this person tearing Qiao Feng in half with a roar.  Seeing that the man did not answer or leave, Sui Feng passed away with a glimmer of hope in his heart and continued: "Senior, is there anything you need our help with? If the Beggar Gang can do it, we will never refuse. As long as senior gives the order, we will do it."  Hundreds of thousands of Beggar Clan disciples will go through fire and water without hesitation, as long as the safety of Gang Leader Qiao can be guaranteed Sir, can you let Gang Leader Qiao go and let's talk in detail?"

    But the madman suddenly roared, and he didn¡¯t know what sentence he was irritated by.  Everyone trembled in their hearts and looked at him in horror.  The lunatic shook his head a few times, laughed a few times, then turned around and left with Qiao Feng in his left hand.  The figure was like electricity, turning into a gray shadow. At first glance, it turned out to be an extremely light skill.

    "Depend on!"

    "Run away, it's over, it's over!"

    ¡°You¡¯re running so lewdly!¡±

    "Who is this bird man?"

    "Is it the player in disguise?"

    "No, Gang Leader Qiao!"

    The disciples of the Beggar Clan were suddenly in an uproar, and mourning was everywhere. They wanted to catch up, but they couldn't move.  As the wind passed by, his face was ashen, and despair surged into his heart.  Qiao Feng has been taken away, doesn't this mission become a waste?  The whereabouts of the madman are uncertain, and the beggar gang will not be able to find him for a while. In order to find traces of A Zi, the entire beggar gang searched Hangzhou but could not find this person's whereabouts.  Is it possible that Qiao Feng will follow in his footsteps now?

    Sui Fenggui can be considered a very smart person, but no matter how smart he is, he never thought that the person who came to rob was not a player, but a system NPC.  He let out a long sigh and could only watch helplessly as the man gradually faded away, and the hope of the sect's rise also faded away little by little.

    At this moment, a sound of horse neighing sounded from beside him. The strong gray horse carried a man on its back, raised its hooves and chased after the madman.  There was a person on the horse, swaying like a soft noodle, and squirming on the horse's back like a lump of mud, about to fall off but stubbornly clinging to it.

    The disciples of the Beggar Clan were dumbfounded, and they were ecstatic with Sui Feng, and shouted: "Brother A Fei, please. We must track down the whereabouts of that person. As long as we can provide a clue to the Beggar Clan, it will be a great achievement."

    Ah Fei had no energy left to answer him and continued to walk away with that lewd posture of man and horse.  Sui Fengwen watched for a while, with tension and hope intertwined on his face. He suddenly remembered something and turned around and shouted: "Who still has a horse? Who can ride a horse?"

    A group of people were silent, lowering their heads in shame.  Suifeng Pass let out a long sigh, knowing that he couldn't blame them. Which disciple of the Beggar Clan knows how to ride a horse?  The beggars have always walked around barefoot, and those with high status can just wear straw sandals. Who has ever seen a beggar whizzing by on a tall horse?  Such people are either cast aside by the Beggar Clan or cast aside by the players.  There were also some players from other sects on this trip. Unfortunately, they couldn't ride a horse. They could only watch A Fei's limp back on the horse, their eyes full of envy.

    ¡°Perhaps this is the most glorious look that A Fei has ever enjoyed, but unfortunately he doesn¡¯t know it.

    At this moment, A Fei is desperately trying to control his balance on the horse.  He felt that his sexy, strong, and elastic little butt had been bumped so hard that he could no longer feel it. As his strength was reduced by half, his balance was also broken. He was swaying around on the horse, unable to find a comfortable position at all.  control position.

    If A Fei hadn¡¯t been riding a horse for a long time and had some experience, and the horse had some sense of humanity, A Fei would have fallen off the horse by now.  He gritted his teeth and simply lay down on the horse, enduring the huge stomach discomfort and chasing the madman.  Sadness Qingfeng is indeed a strange poison in the world. After being poisoned, you can no longer use your martial arts and your whole body strength is reduced by half. BasicallyI can barely walk two steps.  If A Fei hadn't been a disciple of the Magic Mountain Sect and had an extra horse to use, this mission would have been completely useless.

    Ah Fei didn¡¯t know why he was so desperate. The only reason could only be attributed to Qiao Feng.  This lunatic obviously has no good intentions towards Qiao Feng. If Qiao Feng, who cannot use force now, is captured, he will definitely suffer.  In order to prevent his idol from being bullied, Ah Fei rode on horseback with a cruel heart.

    "But he forgot one thing. Even if he catches up with the madman, what can he do if he can't use martial arts?  Not to mention that A Fei has nothing to do, even if his martial arts is restored, he can't stop the punches and kicks of the high-level NPC!

    I don¡¯t know how long I chased him, but A Fei felt that his whole body was falling apart. He just stared at a small dot in front of him, which was the madman holding Qiao Feng.  That man's light skill was so outstanding that it was even comparable to A Fei's galloping horse.  Qinggong also depends on the difference between short distance and long distance. Within a short distance, it is normal to exceed the speed of horseback riding. Even some intermediate lightgong is much faster than horseback riding in terms of explosive power.  But the advantage of riding a horse is more in long-distance running. A distance of tens of meters can be passed by with light power, but what about hundreds of meters or tens of miles?  Being able to run for dozens of miles without stopping is a huge test for both Qinggong and internal strength.  But the man in front of him ran without stopping and didn't even slow down, which shows that his internal strength has reached a certain level.

    In addition to appreciating the opponent's Qinggong, A Fei soon discovered another problem. Although the opponent's speed was constant, his own horse still had a limit on endurance.  Ah Fei felt that the speed of the horse was slowly slowing down. The gray horse was already spitting out saliva, and it was almost reaching its limit.  Ah Fei secretly thought that something was wrong, but he had no other choice but to watch the people go away, go away

    "Fuck!" Ah Fei cursed and stopped helplessly.  The gray horse gradually slowed down, and A Fei straightened up with difficulty, looking at the enemy he could no longer see and sighed.  After all, you can't catch up with others. Who would let you not learn some Qinggong? In the future, when the horse is tired from running, the person will continue to run, and when the person is tired from running, the horse will continue to mount

    It¡¯s just that now, first of all, I can¡¯t use martial arts, and secondly, even if I can use it, the basic light function is of no use, raising a little dust is just about the same.  Ah Fei was extremely disappointed, his hard work had no results, and his frustration was palpable.  After a while, he waved his whip, ignored the message in the system bar that kept asking about his whereabouts, and prepared to turn around and leave.

    But when he turned around, he was immediately startled.  But he saw the madman standing ten meters behind him, looking at him coldly.  Qiao Feng was still held in his hand. He seemed to be in good spirits and waved when he saw Ah Fei.

    Ah Fei¡¯s heart was beating so fast that he forgot to speak and stared at the man blankly.  The two of us looked at each other like this, and I looked at you, speechless and choked for a moment.  But it was not a problem to look at him like this. Ah Fei always felt that he should say something. He scratched his head, pointed at the man and said: "Put Qiao Feng down!"

    The disheveled artistic performer turned out to be very obedient. As soon as he loosened his grip, Qiao Feng let out a cry and bowed to the ground, burying his face in the soil.  After staying for a few seconds, Qiao Feng got up and coughed repeatedly.

    Ah Fei was startled, and just as he was about to speak, the lunatic said coldly: "Why are you chasing me?"

    The voice is rich, but it is the voice of a mature man.  A Fei was stunned for a moment and said, "Because you want to run."

    "I ran away because you were chasing me!"

    ¡°I will chase you only if you run away!¡±

    "How could you run away if you didn't chase me?"

    "How can I chase you if you don't run?"

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    The two talked about tongue twisters for a while, and Qiao Feng finally couldn't stand it anymore and shouted: "Stop shouting. This brother is chasing me because you caught me. If you didn't catch me, he wouldn't chase you."  ¡±

    Ah Fei wiped his sweat and secretly thought that NPCs could still talk, and he didn¡¯t know how to deal with unconscious NPCs.  The lunatic also stopped talking and stood blankly for a while, then suddenly scratched his head and said, "Who are you?"

    "Poor Ah Fei!" Ah Fei quickly replied.  However, he discovered that the person asking the question was not him, but Qiao Feng.  It seemed that this lunatic didn't know Qiao Feng, otherwise he wouldn't have asked such an idiotic question.  Qiao Feng looked at him for a while, then stood up and said, "My name is Qiao Feng, and people in the world also call me Xiao Feng. Master Murong, do you still remember me?"
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