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Chapter 241 Extra harvest

War Monk had no time to stop him. He had no idea that Feng Yifei would take action against He Ping, who was supporting him.

Tangli Jianbing was a little surprised. Her temperament was relatively straight, and the general cause and effect were clear. He Ping, the traitor, must die, but she didn't expect that Feng Yifei would take action without hesitation.

Yuanrun's lips curled up. When he heard that War Monk was going to let He Ping go, he wanted to take action. After all, he was a high-level byiss. It would be a loss to let him go, not to mention he was such a scumbag.

Feng Yifei's idea was very simple. If he didn't kill He Ping, a bird-man who wanted to repay kindness with revenge, he would have an unreasonable idea in his heart.

If the war monk is still soft-hearted and does not care about the kindness of saving his life, so there is nothing he can do to turn against him. Just treat it as a good intention and feed the dog, and we will be strangers when we meet again.

The third position of the ring finger technique was so powerful that even He Ping, who was in good condition, did not dare to take it forcefully. At this time, he injured his arm, lost a hand and a foot, and was seriously injured and on the verge of death. There was no way he could stop it.

One blow hit, and a blood hole as big as a fist opened in He Ping's neck. His neck was almost broken, leaving only some muscles and muscles connected, and blood rushed out.

His eyes were wide open, his unfinished words were stuck in his throat and he could no longer get out. Blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth, and he was already dead.

Feng Yifei gained 10,000 Australian experience points, which was divided among the three members of the team, which was quite generous.

The system announcement was made at the right time, the knight was anonymous, anonymous, Tangli fried ice cream killed the child Wang Heping, and the knight's reputation spread far and wide.

The two disguised identities of Geography Star and Earth Zhuang Star are not recognized by the system?

It doesn't matter anymore.

"You!..." The war monk opened his eyes wide and stared at Feng Yifei, his whole body trembling.

"Break it off when it's time. You can't talk about friendship with someone like him and let him go easily. If you don't kill him today, he will come back to harm you sooner or later." Feng Yifei replied coldly.

The war monk's lips trembled, but he had no words to refute.

After a while, he murmured with drooping eyebrows, "I know it too... I know it too... But after all, he is the junior brother I watched grow up...

."

Then, he knelt down on one knee, slowly stretched out his still trembling hand, and gently touched He Ping's eyes, as if caressing Qingrao's cheek, and closed his eyelids.

It didn't look like he was about to fall out, which was pretty good. Feng Yifei knelt down and touched it.

Purple light rises and a ryill dot box pops up.

It's a pair of wrist guards.

White Dew Armguards

Rare quality

Defense 275

Physique 35

Strength 28

Sensitive 48

Shot speed 3%

Equipment required level: 50

Yuanrun took two things and was too embarrassed to try again, so he just gave them away.

Dealing with He Ping was all done by Feng Yifei, not even Tangli Jianbing ice cream.

Feng Yifei ryilled for 88 points, put the arm guards into the bag, played a lot of byiss, and collected several level 50 purple outfits, but he had never seen a crown, a turban, or a belt.

The war monk was still half-kneeling there, looking at He Ping's body with sadness.

Yuanyuan sneaked to the big clock, squatted down and grabbed the gap at the bottom of the clock with both hands, and with a fierce force, he lifted the big clock up a few feet from the ground.

"Amitabha~~Have you heard enough? Why don't you come out?"

Liang Yunqin helped Lin Wanxiao get out from under the big clock with an embarrassed look on his face.

Although Lin Wanxiao was restrained by acupuncture, her face was still full of tears, and her tears continued to fall.

Feng Yifei glanced at Lin Wanxiao's clothes. There was no trace of mess on Lin Wanxiao's clothes. It was obvious that Liang Yun had restrained herself and had not done anything to her.

Yuanrun casually untied Lin Wanxiao's acupuncture points.

The war monk turned his head and looked over, with a look of surprise on his face, "Why are you here?"

Liang Yunqin hurriedly explained, "Miss Lin saw that He Ping had received a letter from the He family and hurried out looking wrong. She was afraid that he would be harmful to you, so she asked me to take her here to warn you."

Lin Wanxiao raised her hand to cover her mouth, letting tears flow down the back of her hand.

Walking to He Ping's body, Shanshan knelt down.

"I..." Monk Zhan didn't know what to do and could only watch her cry silently.

Yuanrun said in the team channel, "Hey, senior brother, will your warrior monk give us any rewards?"

"It doesn't matter if you have it or not." Feng Yifei was scratching his head when he saw this situation.

Lin Wan laughed and cried for a while, then choked up and said, "Brother He, I can't blame you. This is He Ping's fault. You have always treated him kindly, and he should never have harmed you..."

The war monk sighed sadly and did not answer.

Liang Yunqin looked left and right, and said cautiously, "Everyone, there's nothing to do. I'll just take the first step, okay?"

"Go." Feng Yifei waved his hand.

Liang Yun felt like he was being pardoned. He held his hands in front of him and rushed out, escaping as fast as he could.

The war monk reached out and hugged He Ping's body, "Senior brother, I can't bear to see his body exposed here. I'm going to bury him."

After that, he turned to Feng Yifei and said, "Brother Feng, wait for me for a while."

Feng Yifei nodded, it seemed like there was indeed a reward.

The war monk carried He Ping's body out of the hall, and Lin Wanxiao followed silently.

The fire was still burning, but without adding more wood, it was almost extinguished.

Yuanyuan ran to the fire out of boredom, heated up the fire a little more, took out a knife and cut some wild boar meat, took out an iron skewer, skewered it, and started roasting it again.

Feng Yifei was shocked that this guy could still eat such a strong smell of blood outside.

In this situation, Feng Yifei really had no appetite.

The same goes for Tangli fried ice cream.

After waiting for about two or three quarters of an hour, Yuanyuan's mouth was full of oil after eating, and then he saw Monk Zhan coming back with Lin Wanxiao.

"I don't dare to hope for help. It's just that I am wandering around and have nothing. The martial arts I learned from He's family cannot be leaked in my hands. The only one I can use now is a set of martial arts that I am good at." Thirty

Seven draws and forty-nine for free, I hope you don’t dislike it.”

Feng Yifei scratched his face, thinking about that set of martial arts, he was good at fingering and smooth palms, and only Xue Gong could learn it, so it came in handy.

"Brother He is so polite. If you are willing to teach, we will thank you."

I definitely won't dislike him if he dislikes him. Giving away martial arts for free is better than nothing, and the trip to save him is not in vain.

"I don't really want to learn. I'm biting off more than I can chew. I haven't mastered the level of the big blade or the sword skills taught by my master yet. I'll ask him if he can give me the secret book and see what level it is." Tangli Jian

Ice Cream said quietly in the team channel.

Feng Yifeixuyan, you are still picky.

Seeing that the war monk was already reciting the martial arts formula, Feng Yifei quickly interrupted, "Brother He, can you write down the martial arts formula?"

The war monk was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay."

After that, he tore off a piece of his clothes, took a piece of charcoal from the fire, and without fear of burning his hands, he directly used the charcoal as a pen and wrote on the cloth.

It was really feasible, Feng Yifei was secretly happy.

It took a quarter of an hour for Zhan Monk to finish writing, and the cloth was covered with "fly head" characters.

The handwriting is very sloppy, but it doesn't matter, it still works.
Chapter completed!
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