Lin Feng controlled the time and arrived at Xinyuan Middle School at exactly six o'clock.
The middle school is very close to his home, only about one kilometer or a few minutes' walk.
When Lin Feng arrived at the school gate, the school bell just rang. After a while, a group of energetic middle school students wearing dark brown school uniforms walked out of the school gate laughing in twos and threes.
Compared with the pressure and worries of adults, middle school students seem carefree. The crisis of war does not have much impact on them, and it is not an issue that they should consider at this age.
The students uniformed themselves and poured out of the school gate together. It was hard to tell who was who for a while.
But when Ma Lele appeared at the school gate, Lin Feng spotted her at a glance.
In other words, Lin Feng discovered her before she even left school.
This was not because Ma Lele was conspicuous, nor was it because she was surrounded by many people, but before going out in the morning, Lin Feng released the locked soul skill on her sister.
Not only his sister, but Lin Feng also used his locked soul skills on his family members.
As a transfer student, she has only been in school for a few days, but Ma Lele is very popular. She is surrounded by more than 20 or 30 people, and people are constantly feeding her food, both men and women, and even teachers.
The reason why Ma Lele is so popular is not because of how cute she is, but because her brother is Lin Feng.
Relying on this halo, Ma Lele enjoyed great success in Xinyuan Middle School.
"No, it's too much. I have to go home for dinner."
Ma Lele waved her hand and refused to accept the feeding from her classmates, but someone always put food into her hands or pockets unknowingly. The originally empty schoolbag was already full by now.
The enthusiastic classmates couldn't tolerate her rejection.
"If you can't finish eating, you can feed it to your brother!"
"Eat my hand cake first, that one is delicious."
"If there are any delicious hand cakes, they can be found anywhere. Eat mine first. I asked my mother to cook this cup for a full 48 hours."
"Yes, Lin Feng is so strong, he must have a huge appetite."
"Which of you big-tailed wolves dares to call the God of Wind by his name? Believe it or not, I will slap you with a slap in the face!"
"Yes, whip him and make him look awesome."
The students were talking a lot. Thinking that Lin Feng might eat their own things, they tried their best to give them to Ma Lele.
"Lele, this is your brother's photo, can you sign it for me?"
"The God of Wind is going to the Land of God's Fall. Maybe he's already gone, so I won't have time to sign autographs for you."
"That's it, do you have a lot of time as a Fengshen? Lele, does your brother have any old or unwanted clothes or towels?"
"I want it too, even underwear."
"I also want underwear. I wear Fengshen's underwear and feel the wind when I walk!"
In addition to delivering food, more students wanted an autograph. Ma Lele had received no less than 300 photos in total. When she heard that someone actually wanted her brother's underwear, Ma Lele looked helpless.
Again speechless.
Even if it were true, she would be too embarrassed to speak!
"Ha ha."
Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh when he saw his sister's body was covered with things and she looked so cute and speechless.
"Okay, I'm going home."
Ma Lele couldn't resist the enthusiastic classmates and shouted loudly, but at this time it was so crowded that it was not easy to leave.
"I..." She was about to speak when her figure suddenly disappeared.
With the release of the substitute soul skill, Lin Feng appeared at Ma Lele's original position, surrounded by a group of enthusiastic students.
The atmosphere was quiet for a second or two. The students didn't react for a while. Some people rubbed their eyes. It wasn't until Lin Feng disappeared and a little boy eating ice cream with a confused look on his face appeared that the screams started.
"It's the God of Wind!"
"It's a substitute soul skill! It's awesome!"
"I actually saw the Fengshen, damn!"
"Where did the wind god go?"
Each student screamed crazily and quickly dispersed to look for Lin Feng, but by this time Lin Feng had already disappeared with his sister.
"The Wind God has run away!"
“What a pity, it’s such a rare opportunity to take a photo together!”
Although a little disappointed, the students could not hide the excitement on their faces.
How can you not be excited and excited when your idol suddenly appears in front of you?
On a trail, Ma Lele looked at Lin Feng and said in surprise: "Brother, why did you suddenly come to pick me up today!"
"Didn't I promise you that I would pick you up from school?"
Lin Feng smiled and said.
"Brother, do you want to eat?"
Ma Lele's little face was almost crooked with laughter. She opened her schoolbag and showed Lin Feng the food fed by her classmates.
"They were so enthusiastic. They would give me a lot of food every day at school and after school. Even if I didn't want it, I would share it with my classmates, but I couldn't finish it. There was still a lot of it on the desk."
Ma Keke said helplessly.
She was very happy at the beginning, after all, she also loved to eat snacks, but within two days, she became troubled.
There were so many delicious foods that she couldn't finish them all, and many of them went bad.
"I won't eat, I will eat."
Lin Feng touched his sister's face and said with a smile.
The brother and sister chatted while walking towards home.
Because he was wearing a peaked cap, no one recognized Lin Feng.
Just when Lin Feng was sending his sister home, he was on a mountain peak.
In mid-air, seven people were flapping their wings. Under their feet, a group of people were kneeling. There were no shackles on these kneeling people, but they seemed to be bound by an invisible force. They clenched their fists and their bodies trembled slightly, wanting to They struggled to get up, but the strength of the restraints in their bodies and the terrifying gravity prevented them from breaking free.
"31."
A man stood in front of these kneeling people. As he spoke, he waved the knife in his hand. As blood spattered, a ferocious-looking head rolled down the mountain like a ball, and there was a headless corpse on the ground.
"I really don't know, it has nothing to do with me, I'm just an ordinary..."
A man wearing glasses, well-groomed and with a scholarly temperament kept talking about something.
But no matter how he explained or what reasons he found, the result did not change. When the head fell to the ground, his eyes showed not much resentment, but more regret.
If given another chance, he would never join the New World.
I won’t live on my last breath.
Perhaps knowing that sophistry was meaningless, the man in uniform trembled and began to kowtow and pray. At this time, his forehead was bloody and stained with earth and rocks, and his expression became distorted every time he knelt.
Obviously, this is painful.
But he didn't stop.
He fears death more than pain.
"Don't kill me. I still have elderly parents and two children. They are still young. Don't kill me. I can atone for my sins. I know some secrets of the new world. I will tell you all."
The man kowtows and pleads, expressing at the same time that he still has value.
"You have your identity and status, and your family is happy. There is an old man at the top and a young man at the bottom. Why do you bother?"
A woman in martial arts uniform obviously knew the man who was kowtowing, and said in a complicated tone.
"Sister Zhang, help me, help me. You know I didn't mean it. I was being blackmailed. If I don't follow their requirements, my family will die. I really don't want to..."
Facing the threat of death, the man seemed to be grasping at the last straw. He kept pleading with the woman, hoping that she could help her intercede, but the woman did not speak again, her eyes showing helplessness.
Yang Qing watched this scene silently, with an indifferent expression.
These people kneeling on the ground were all captured by them. They were all 'rats' that had started to appear in the past three days. Some of them were very powerful and had high status, otherwise they would not have taken action.
One by one, they were beheaded. The bloody killing filled the air with the smell of blood. Maybe they knew that begging for mercy was ineffective, or maybe they were too scared. Some people looked angry, held their heads high, and looked resentful towards Yang Qing in the air.
The others cursed: "Just wait, don't be too happy too early, the aliens are about to invade, and you won't survive long."
"You will definitely be more miserable than us, and you will definitely want to die."
"You bastard, give your grandpa a good time and make him grind like a girl."
Cursing and begging for mercy have the same result. When they are caught, there is only one ending.
When the last head fell to the ground, the world was quiet. Someone said with a smile: "I caught 43 big fish in three days. I wonder if anyone will dare to take the lead?"
The woman who spoke before had a slightly unbearable expression. She hesitated for a moment and said, "Isn't it too much? Some people are guilty of crimes that are not worthy of death!"
"A matter of principle, as long as you betray the human race, you will only die."
Yang Qing glanced at the woman, who avoided her eyes and did not dare to look directly into Yang Qing's eyes.
"Don't have any thoughts that you shouldn't have."
Yang Qing continued.
He is not threatening the other party, nor is it necessary, just a reminder.
It is true that some people's crimes do not lead to death, and there are no serious consequences, but if there is no bloody punishment, more people will have the idea of lucky.
This is actually a helpless move.
What's more, at this special time.
"Some scum, if they die, they will die. There is no pity."
Some people don't care.
"What do you think of the plan to become a king?"
Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit serious, someone changed the topic and said: "Is it too dangerous to enter the Land of God's Fall? I heard that the major alien forces have already begun to take action. You must know that even we do not dare to enter the Land of God's Fall easily.
land."
Someone looked at the bottom of the mountain and said with a cold tone: "I feel pretty good. The resources must be given to the right people!"
"There is no point in being strong. Dare to kill foreigners is the last word."
"Weeding out a group of people who have no courage and weak people first has only advantages and no disadvantages."
Everyone was talking a lot, but Yang Qing fell into silence.
This time the Avengers will also participate in the Kingship Project and enter the Land of the Fallen Gods.
Compared with others, their strength has no advantage.
But they are good at creating miracles.
"Are you still proud?"
Thinking of Lin Feng, this sentence came to Yang Qing's mind.
He tried not to think about it, but this sentence always appeared in his mind like a nightmare.
This seemingly doubtful question made him laugh all the time.