"You, didn't you leave!!!"

Looking at Yancheng walking outside, the hunchbacked village chief showed a ghostly expression.

"Get the pot."

Glancing at the people fighting Ke Ke in the house, Yan Cheng passed by.

An awe-inspiring killing intent spread out from his body, and several strong men and the old village chief were shaken!

The heart stopped, the blood stopped flowing, and there were ferocious and confused expressions on their faces.

It seemed like I saw something terrible.

"Crack!"

The corpse fell to the ground, which was particularly jarring in the silent night.

"Yan, Lord Yancheng..."

Bai Xue raised her head with hazy eyes and looked at the man standing in front of her holding the golden halberd, with a hint of surprise, surprise, and loss in his eyes.

"Um."

Looking at the scars on Bai Xue's head, Yan Cheng sighed and sprinkled a bottle of medicinal powder on his head.

"Follow me." Yancheng grabbed Bai Xue's slender arm and walked towards the door.

"Go, where?"

"You talk so much, just follow me."

"I need someone to cook."

"By the way, bring your iron pot with you. I'm quite used to it these days."

"oh oh."

She scratched her head, and a blush appeared on Bai Xue's ears. She seemed to understand, but she didn't seem to understand...

The sound of pots and pans kept ringing, and for a moment, the blood-colored dragon neighed and roared, then disappeared and became silent...

…

In the darkness, a figure slowly walked out. Looking at the messy scene in the house, the figure came to the bedside.

"Brother Feng, Brother Feng! Open the mat quickly."

"I saw Bai Xue hiding many black crystal cards underneath!"

The butterfly flew in the air and then sat on Qin Feng's shoulder.

Hear the words.

The corner of Qin Feng's mouth curled up, and he opened the mat, revealing a dozen lavender black crystal cards shining brightly.

He bent down and picked it up, the smile in his eyes almost unbearable.

A whole 100 million!

After paying back 90 million to Wang Fugui, there is still 10 million left.

But... damn it! I still owe my young apprentice 47 million!

When he thought of this, Qin Feng twitched the corner of his mouth and silently threw the Xuan Jing Card into the ring.

I'll go to Ji Mei to borrow money someday.

Taking out a clean handkerchief from the ring, Qin Feng soaked a small pool of blood from Bai Xue's head injury on the ground, and then put it in a sealed bottle.

The rhizome of the Sky-Swallowing Lotus in the Qingrong Cave sounds like a treasure. The snipe and the clam compete with each other, and the fisherman gets the benefit.

Yancheng embraced the beauty and reluctantly got 100 million Xuanjing and the right to enter the so-called Qingrong Cave.

Very good.

He bent down and took off the village chief's ring, then took the ring back and looked inside the ring. Qin Feng silently threw a pile of colorful underwear on the ground.

The only thing that is useful is one thing, a historical genealogy of Wu Village.

"Cuckoo!!!"

Thunder Dove shook its soft feathers and ran in from the door, signaling to Qin Feng that someone was coming.

"Um."

Nodding to indicate that he was clear, several gray figures of corpses on the ground quickly appeared, and were then crushed, absorbed and transformed by the ghost eyes.

After walking out of the room, Qin Feng mounted the thunder pigeon and flew towards Kuizhi's house.

Not long after, panic echoed throughout the foggy village...

…

"Dong dong dong!"

At the door of Kuizhi's house, Qin Feng reached out and knocked on the door.

The door opened, and the sleepy Aoi Si slowly opened the door. When he saw Qin Feng, he bowed respectfully.

The master led him in, and he relied on his own cultivation. He was now a first-level warrior.

And all of this was given by this mysterious man in front of me.

Reaching out and patting his forehead, Qin Feng walked in. The room was still lit by dim candlelight.

The bedroom door opened, and Kui Zhi walked out of the house wearing a coat. When he saw Qin Feng, his pretty face couldn't help but reveal a look of surprise.

"Mr. Qin, are you back again?"

"Borrow it for one night and leave tomorrow."

"Okay, have you eaten?"

"Have eaten." Qin Feng stretched and walked to his own side room.

He lit the kerosene lamp, closed the door, and took off his coat. Qin Feng lay on the soft wooden couch. He looked at the thunder dove at the foot of the bed: "Little fat pigeon, transform."

"Gu Gu?"

After being stunned for a moment, Thunder Dove reacted. Its body emitted a lavender light. When the light dissipated, it transformed into a pretty girl with long legs and feathers.

"Little Fatty..."

"Haw!"

Before Qin Feng finished speaking, the treasure-hunting squirrel automatically transformed into a human form, quickly got into the bed, and lay in the man's arms.

He raised his head, stared at Qin Feng with his bright eyes, and transformed into a treasure-hunting squirrel with a bright smile.

"Pinch my shoulders."

"Give me five dried fruits!"

"allow."

"Haw!"

"Little fat pigeon, come to bed, isn't it cold?"

"Goo!"

She took off her exquisite lavender feather shoes, transformed into a thunder dove and sat on the bed, and was immediately hugged by Qin Feng on the other side.

"Gu Gu?"

"Pinch your other shoulder."

"Goo!"

Nodding, he transformed into a thunder dove and lay in Qin Feng's arms. His slender hands gently kneaded his shoulders, with a serious look on his fair and pretty face.

"hateful!"

"Butterfly also wants to lie in Brother Feng's arms and be in love with Brother Feng!"

"Your thoughts are too dangerous. We are brothers and sisters." Qin Feng turned over the historical genealogy of Wucun in his hand and said lightly.

"Hmph! Disgusting Brother Feng! I'm going to bed, good night!"

Smiling, looking at the butterfly that had formed a cocoon on one side, Qin Feng carefully placed it beside his pillow.

There is no such thing as free food and drink in this world.

People are just cheap. If you don't cherish them while they are alive, you will know what preciousness is when you are gone.

I wonder if the dean with the beautiful legs in black stockings is thinking about me?

Shaking his head with a click of his tongue, Qin Feng continued to flip through the historical genealogy books of Wucun Village in his hands.

Wu Village is actually a line of pharmacists from the three major families of the Liuli Divine Kingdom a hundred years ago.

The witches among the tribe are best at cultivating various spiritual plants.

A hundred years ago, there was a massive internal fight in the Glazed Divine Kingdom, and the lineage of pharmacists was defeated. The clan leader led the young witches and the remnants of the people to flee here and settle down.
To be continued...