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Chapter eight hundred and seventeen another master

"How is it?" Fang Geyin asked.

Feng Yifei immediately told the information he learned, and knocked down to the ground with his knuckles.

Without much force, it was almost the same as hitting on ordinary soil, with a muffled sound, but it was very solid.

Just as he was about to exert force and knock it again, he was blocked by Fang Geyin.

"We have passed away here. We have been buried here and we must be respected by burying him. I guess Senior Wei set up this mechanism to ask later people who are destined to bow to him."

Feng Yifei was stunned when he heard this.

Fang Geyin had already taken two steps back and knelt respectfully in the direction of Wei Wuhui, and greeted Feng Yifei, "Brother Feng, Senior Wei should receive this gift, come and worship together."

Do you really want to kowtow and knock this mechanism open?

Feng Yifei smacked his lips and kowtowed to become a disciple. He could get the secrets left by Wei Beihui!

In the past, when I was a disciple, I was like visiting the grave. This trip was really a visit to the grave. Fang Geyin spoke, so let’s worship together.

Immediately, I knelt over and leaned down with Fang Geyin and kowtowed.

Fang Geyin bowed three times and nine times in a real way. After a few times, Feng Yifei couldn't respond to the situation and followed the big gift.

The sound of "rolling" from the bottom can be heard from the ears.

The information on the golden gear logo has become a mechanism to be lifted.

The soil collapsed and opened, and a stone was pushed up, with eight big words carved with fingers on it, "I will come to my door if I sincerely pay my respects!"

What surprised Feng Yifei even more was that he received a system prompt.

After worshiping Wei, I returned to becoming my master.

Fang Geyin bowed respectfully and said loudly, "Senior Wei, I have the next senior of Xuehemen to resolve the strange poison, gave me all my skills, and taught me all kinds of unique skills. I am moved by the heart. Now I am not greedy for your unique martial arts skills. If you will be here by chance, you can be buried in peace. It is a matter for me to do. I hope that you, the spirit of heaven, can bless Xiao E and the others, turn to the Forgetful Forest, sweep away all the evil demons and safe..."

Feng Yifei took advantage of the time he was talking and called out the panel and looked at it. The column of Master Master was still empty, but the column that was pulled down from the arrow was Wei Beihui's name, and there was also a bracket behind it, which was deceased.

This experience was very bizarre. I became a disciple and went straight to a master who had already passed away.

Feng Yifei really didn't know what to say. Except for Zhu Xiawu, the old turtle, the names of the late masters were all a little long.

Looking at Liu Suifeng's name, I couldn't help but feel sad and sad.

Fang Geyin suddenly turned around and said, "Brother Feng, we are not acquainted with each other. We have received your help for many times. It is rare to have this opportunity. I have a will. Why don't we make Jinlan and become brothers of different surnames? How about you?"

Feng Yifei was stunned, you really have one out of it!

It seems that there is no harm. Fang Geyin is lucky, and has many adventures. He can always turn danger into danger in times of crisis, and his martial arts are even better. Only Xiao Qiushui, the one who can have a stronger fortune than his will.

He nodded immediately and said, "Yes!"

Fang Geyin was particularly happy. He talked about the age of the year, the wind was twenty-three years old, and he was even older. He had to be twenty-one and be his younger brother.

Feng Yifei chuckled in his heart. He had a future big boss as a little brother, so he was quite a good idea.

Immediately I put the soil into incense and bowed to the sky for eight times. Of course, I cannot avoid the usual words, such as sharing blessings and difficulties. I do not seek to be born on the same day of the same year, but to die on the same day of the same year.

Feng Yifei said that it was incorrect no matter how he thought it was. Fang Geyin seemed to be at a disadvantage. His martial arts skills were getting higher and higher, and his luck was super strong. I am afraid that it would be difficult for someone to beat him to death. But as a player, he would not care about life and death when fighting fiercely. It is impossible to accidentally get rid of his braids...

Forget it, you can't even take it as a death on the same day of the same year!

There are many people who have become charity in novels, films and TV dramas. There are really no ones who die together. In the Tianlong Bazi, the invincible Gang Master Qiao, who had the audio-visual sound, finally committed suicide. A Zi was holding his body and jumped off the cliff. Duan Yu and Xu Zhu didn't go with him.

Fang Geyin didn't expect Feng Yifei to have so many messy thoughts in his mind, saying that he was so happy that he was talking about his elder brother.

He pulled Feng Yifei intimately and said, "Brother, let's bury Senior Wei?"

Feng Yifei nodded.

Fang Geyin rushed to Wei Beihui's body, and respectfully reached out to move his shoulder. As soon as his fingers touched Wei Beihui's skin, his whole body was as if it was electrocuted, and his whole body was shocked. He couldn't speak any more. His hands seemed to be sucked by a magnet, and he couldn't help but groan.

Suddenly, Feng Yifei was shocked, and Fang Geyin looked faintly golden and red all over her body.

Wei Beihui left a ghost trick on his body?

The old guy is so bad!

In desperation, Feng Yifei rushed forward and reached out to pull Fang Geyin away.

As soon as he touched Fang Geyin's body, he felt a huge recoil. His hand was shaken backwards, and his body staggered and almost fell into a pit.

The hand was broken again and coincidentally, and it hit Wei Beihui's body.

The body that had lost its life actually sucked Feng Yifei's arm tightly and could not break free. A huge yin and cold force like a crazi flowed through his arms and rushed into the Yang Qiao Vein and Yin Qiao Vein.

Feng Yifei was so shocked that he could not resist himself and could not resist. The true power was already like a bamboo shoot, driving in the meridians, surging like a storm, like a storm.

There was no room for resistance at all, and Feng Yifei felt the flow of air blocking his chest.

The vast and powerful true qi flows through Shaoyin, Jueyin, Taiyin, Yinhuai and Yinhuai. In a moment, the true qi flowing all the way encountered the deep-rooted and entrenched confinement like a spider web.

Like the wind and rain in the sky, the uninhibited true power rushed over with a blast.

As soon as he bumped, Feng Yifei felt a huge shock in his meridians, his mind was blank, and there was a thunder sound in his ears, and he was confused and lost his mind. He could only let three completely different true powers fight to rage.

Fang Geyin could see clearly that Feng Yifei was bleeding from his seven orifices. In a blink of an eye, it was not only the seven orifices, but also the pores all over his body were spraying blood mist, and he was stained with blood like a bloody man.

He was shocked, but his hands were sucked by Wei Yuhui's body, and his true energy was penetrated by his body. His whole body was trembling like a sieve. He couldn't get out of it. He was in vain, but he had no way to save him.

Although Xiao Qiushui and Yan Kuangtu, the two world-class masters, joined forces to lay down a confinement, they only left a stream of true energy, while Wei Yuhui's true energy was endless and violently poured in.

In the blink of an eye, the set up true energy confinement was exhausted and destroyed by the stormy torrent of true energy.
Chapter completed!
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