Qin Feiyang suppressed the anger in his heart, looked at Sima Kun and said: "If anything happens, you all come to me. There is no need to embarrass a small role like him."
"Small role?"
"Indeed, he is just a small character."
"If it had been anyone else, someone like him would have been discarded like cannon fodder at any time."
"But you are different."
"You are Qin Feiyang."
"As long as they are the people around you, no matter how small their strength is, you will regard them as important as your own life."
Sima Kun said.
"You really understand me."
Qin Feiyang said gloomily.
"certainly."
"Although I have never met you before, I have asked people to investigate your character and conduct."
Sima Kun smiled.
Qin Feiyang said: "Then you should also know what will happen to those who oppose me in the end?"
"Little guy, don't be too confident."
"We are not the opponents you have encountered before."
"So be it!"
"In three days, I will come to you personally. Then you must let me see your abilities."
Sima Kun smiled proudly, grabbed the image crystal in Yan Wei's hand, and crushed it into pieces with a click.
Immediately.
Everyone's shadows disappeared in front of Qin Feiyang's eyes.
"Damn, damn..."
Qin flew up to the sky and roared.
The anger that had been suppressed in his heart suddenly burst out.
The self-blame deep in his heart was like a tide, drowning him.
Last time in Miracle, Yan Wei could have retired with success.
It was him who made Yan Wei return to Zhuge Mingyang and the Imperial Master once again.
In other words.
It was he who pushed Yan Wei into the fire pit with one hand.
Over the years, Yan Wei has sacrificed too much for him.
He had always wanted to find a chance to make up for Yan Wei, but now, he didn't even have the chance to make up for it.
Why……
Why on earth!
Damn people like Demon Ancestor, Imperial Master, and Mu Tianyang have been living in the world and causing harm to the world.
But a person as righteous and sincere as Yan Wei was tragically killed at the hands of evildoers...
God, can't you be fair?
this moment.
Qin Feiyang felt so angry that he went crazy!
Hate this damn god!
Very damned Demon Ancestor!
I hate him even more, myself...
…
Magic City!
Fengyue Pavilion.
The entire VIP room was filled with a biting smell of blood at this moment.
The Imperial Master looked ferocious and kept waving his dagger.
Blood and flesh splattered everywhere.
Almost all the flesh and blood on Yan Wei's upper body had been cut off, and the dense white bones were shocking!
The black-haired old man and the clerk couldn't bear to look at this bloody scene.
Because just looking at it, they couldn't stand it.
However, Yan Wei's expression did not change at all.
It was as if he had lost consciousness and could not feel pain.
certainly.
Everyone knows that Yan Wei definitely did not lose consciousness.
He relied on his strong willpower to endure the pain of being chopped alive.
Unimaginable.
How much willpower is required to do this?
Although Yan Wei is an enemy, they all sincerely admire Yan Wei in their hearts.
Even Sima Kun is like this.
Facing the pain of being alive, it is impossible for anyone to remain calm.
But this man didn't even blink.
This kind of willpower is really terrifying, even he, a young god of war, is ashamed of himself.
"stop."
Sudden.
Sima Kun waved his hand and said.
"kindness?"
The Imperial Master was slightly startled, took back the dagger, looked at Sima Kun suspiciously, and said, "Sir, what does this mean?"
Sima Kun ignored him, looked at Yan Wei and said, "As expected of Qin Feiyang, no wonder he cares about you so much."
"Don't talk nonsense. If you want to kill or scrape, just come."
Yan Wei said expressionlessly.
"Ha ha……"
"Not afraid of death is a talent."
"Okay, just follow me."
"As long as you are as loyal to me as you are to Qin Feiyang, I will give you whatever you want?"
Sima Kun smiled.
"What?"
"Sir, he is a spy!"
The Imperial Master's expression changed and he said hurriedly.
Sima Kun glanced at the Imperial Master with a very unkind look in his eyes and said: "When you are not asked to speak, you'd better not interrupt."
"yes!"
The Imperial Master shrank his eyes and quickly responded respectfully.
"The majestic Imperial Master of the Qin Dynasty is now a god of war, but he nods and bows to others like a slave. Don't you think it's sad?"
Yan Wei looked at the Imperial Master with a sneer on his face.
These words undoubtedly hit the Imperial Master's Achilles' heel, and a fierce light suddenly flashed in his old eyes.
"You don't need to provoke him."
"Because even if you lend him a few hundred courages, he won't dare to feel rebellious against Lord Demon Ancestor."
"Zhuge Shenyun, am I right?"
Sima Kun glanced at Yan Wei, looked at the Imperial Master and asked.
"Yeah."
The Imperial Master nodded repeatedly.
"You are indeed made to be a slave."
Yan Wei sneered.
The Imperial Master glanced at Yan Wei, a look of ferocity flashed across his face.
Sima Kun looked at Yan Wei and said, "Answer me."
Yan Wei pondered for a while, then grinned and said, "Just now you said that as long as I follow you, you will give me whatever I want, right?"
"right."
Sima Kun nodded.
"Then I want Zhuge Shenyun's life!"
Yan Wei Jiejie said with a smile.
"court death!"
The Imperial Master was immediately furious, but Sima Kun did not dare to take action due to Sima Kun standing by.
"This is not okay."
"In order to cultivate Zhuge Shenyun, Demon Ancestor has spent a lot of effort."
Sima Kun shook his head and said.
Yan Wei sneered: "What are you talking about? Kill me quickly, otherwise you will die in my hands sooner or later!"
"you?"
Sima Kun looked at the black-haired old man with disdain and ordered: "Send him to the Magic Tower."
"Magic Tower?"
The black-haired old man was stunned.
The Imperial Master also had a look of astonishment on his face. After coming to his senses, he hurriedly said: "Sir, he is just a small person, why are you sending him to the Magic Tower?"
"A little person has been able to lie to you for so many years, and he still has the nerve to make such a fuss?"
Sima Kun raised his eyebrows and said.
The Imperial Master immediately lowered his head, his expression extremely ugly.
"snort!"
"If I were asked to choose, I would rather choose him than you."
"Because he has more brains than you."
Sima Kun snorted coldly, looked at the black-haired old man and said: "After arriving at the Demon Tower, hand him over to King Yan."
After saying that, Sima Kun waved his hand and disappeared with the imperial master.
"The King of Flame..."
The black-haired old man murmured, his expression full of fear, and then he looked at the guy and ordered: "Clean this place clean. There won't be any traces of blood."
"yes."
The guy nodded.
Whoosh!
The black-haired old man grabbed Yan Wei, rushed out of the window, and flew out of the city.
"Magic Tower……"
"The King of Flame..."
The waiter looked up at the black-haired old man's back, an imperceptible glint flashed deep in his eyes, then turned around and strode out of the room, back to the lobby on the first floor.
"Man, what just happened up there?"
"Has Lord Sima Kun come back?"
When people in the hall saw the guy coming down, they immediately started asking questions.
"Nothing, just some small things."
The waiter shook his head and smiled, then walked to the counter and picked up a rag.
Sudden!
The clerk slapped his head, ran to the horse-faced clerk next to him, and begged with a smile: "Brother, can you help me clean the VIP room?"
"Cleaning the VIP room?"
The horse-faced guy was stunned, glanced at the guests around him, and whispered: "Did there be any bloodshed up there just now?"
"kindness."
The guy nodded.
"really!"
The horse-faced waiter's eyes narrowed and he said suspiciously: "You asked me to clean the VIP room, then what are you going to do?"
The guy said: "Suddenly I remembered something happened at home and I have to go back to deal with it. Please help me. I'll treat you to a drink another day."
The horse-faced waiter's eyes lit up and he chuckled: "You said this, don't lie about it then."
"We have known each other for so many years, do you think I am the kind of person who cheats?"
The guy snorted with some dissatisfaction, then stuffed the rag into the horse-faced guy's hand, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I promise to let you drink to your heart's content."
Finished.
The waiter then turned around and walked out of the restaurant, standing among the crowds on the street. He looked up at the restaurant seemingly casually, then accelerated his speed and quickly disappeared.
Outside the city!
The mountains and rivers are undulating, and the ancient trees are towering.
Mountain streams are full of traces of ferocious beasts.
And it is extremely powerful.
Even pseudo-god-level ferocious beasts can be seen everywhere.
After the black-haired old man took Yan Wei out of the city, they went straight to the depths of the mountains and rivers.
soon.
The man also left the city, stood on a mountain ridge, glanced at the ferocious beasts in the mountain, took out a thumb-sized black jade pendant from the Qiankun bag, hung it around his neck, and then entered the mountain without looking back.
If Qin Feiyang were here, he would be shocked.
That black jade pendant was actually made of hidden soul stone!
Let’s talk about the black-haired old man!
After dozens of miles deep into the mountains, he slowly slowed down, turned to look at Yan Wei, and sneered: "You know what? You are very unlucky."
"What's the meaning?"
Yan Wei frowned.
"Although you saved your life, you will soon fall into the hands of the King of Flame."
"Do you know what kind of person Yan Wang is?"
The black-haired old man said.
"have no idea."
Yan Wei shook his head.
"Let me tell you, he is a devil who eats people without spitting out their bones. Do you know what will happen to the people who have fallen into his hands?"
The schadenfreude in the black-haired old man's eyes was undisguised.
"It's nothing more than life being worse than death."
Yan Wei sneered.
"Well!"
The black-haired old man was shocked, but he didn't show any fear at all.
But when I think about it, even in the face of such cruel methods as being beheaded alive, I can keep my composure. Other methods seem to be nothing to this person.
but.
The disdainful attitude shown by Yan Wei made the black-haired old man extremely unhappy.
Especially when he thought about how he actually nodded and bowed to this person in Fengyue Pavilion not long ago, the anger in his heart surged up uncontrollably.
Whoosh!
Immediately.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he swooped down with Yan Wei, landing in a valley below.
"what are you up to?"
Yan Wei looked at him coldly.
"do what?"
The black-haired old man smiled sinisterly and threw Yan Wei to the ground.
Yan Wei's body was already scarred, but now that he was thrown by the black-haired old man, the heartbreaking pain suddenly became more intense.
But Yan Wei still didn't even frown. He got up from the ground and stared at the black-haired old man with lifeless eyes, acting extremely strong.