There was a sinister smile on Murong Feng's lips, and he said: "Ha! Not bad! You are so brave! You dare to fight with me, Changtian! I just want to see how much you have grown,
If you want to teach me a lesson, you should go back and practice!"
After saying that, Murong Feng used pure power to instantly use the powerful Vajra Palm. Eighteen consecutive palm shadows were poured into Murong Feng's incomparable power. All eighteen palms hit the two people's bodies without missing a single one.
His body flew out like a kite with its string broken, but surprisingly, he did not suffer any damage.
"Who are you and what do you want?" Xie Changtian's doctor was still extremely indifferent, with a wary look in his eyes.
Murong Feng knew that he could not continue playing, otherwise he would really make a big mess. At that moment, there was a crackling sound in the bones, and Murong Feng's original appearance changed, and he said: "Look who I am, yes, Chang Tian
I haven’t seen you in just three years, and you have already entered the Nascent Soul stage! The Heavenly Demon Art is really powerful!"
"Brother Murong, boss."
Jie Se and Xie Changtian were shocked at first, and then cried out in great surprise. Murong Feng stepped forward and gave them a bear hug, saying: "I haven't seen you for three years. I really miss you. Isn't this my old pharmacy?"
How did you get started here? Do you feel good?"
Jie Se said with excitement on his face: "Brother Murong, it turns out you are really alive! We have nothing to do, let's continue your work! At first, it was just a thought for you. I didn't expect that there would be business here.
But it was surprisingly good. Later, Tianling, Xuantian, Senior Qiankunzi, and my dead bald donkey master all came. Except for Niubi from the Taoist sect, we don't care about the rest, whether they are mortals, monsters, or spiritual beasts."
Murong Feng looked at everything here and said with emotion: "Yes, it's really good. It just so happens that the Youth King War is about to begin. I can make a lot of money from them when I come back, hehe!"
"Jie Se, Chang Tian, you two bastards, you want to die if you don't come here to help me!" Tian Ling's voice came from the side again, and there seemed to be incomparable anger in the air.
With a slight smile, Murong Feng turned around and headed in the direction of Tian Ling. Just as Jie Se and Xie Changtian were about to close the door, they saw four people and one dog from Xiaopeng King coming in. Jie Se clasped his palms together in goodwill.
He showed a smile and said: "Everyone, long time no see. I don't know what you are doing here. Is there anything I can do to help you?"
Feng Ruolan took the lead and rushed out, turning into a red shadow and chasing Murong Feng. Jie Se and Xie Changtian looked at each other for a few times, then showed their thumbs up and said: "Ami Doufu, Brother Murong is really a very good person. Academy
Of the four beauties, I actually got two of them, and they are all the best with childlike faces!"
But the big black dog chuckled and sat directly on the chair. The dog's paws were stretched out and he said: "Hey! There is a good show! Boy, the consequences of showing mercy will be unlucky! The blessings of all people are not so good.
Enjoy it, little bald man, come over and give me a squeeze on my shoulder, and that boy who cultivates demons, come over and show me some tea."
Xiaopeng Wang and Ao Tian's faces were red from suppressing their anger. They wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. This dog was so good and so powerful and domineering that it was really no match for him. Otherwise, Xiaopeng Wang and Ao Tian would have gone up to repair it long ago.
Jie Se and Xie Changtian looked at each other, this dog was really outrageous...
There was a bit of evil in the corner of Murong Feng's mouth, and he looked at Tian Ling with a half-smile, and said: "Little witch, I haven't seen you for three years, but you still have such a hot temper! The little princess of Tian Mo Sect is really different.
!”
Tian Ling heard his voice and looked up. His face suddenly turned pale. There were two lines of clear tears hanging in the corners of his big bright eyes. He couldn't believe his eyes. The long-lasting and dusty memories slowly flowed in front of his eyes. Murong Feng and
Everything about me, including laughter and tears... every bit as if it was yesterday.
The two of them just stood quietly, not speaking to each other, their eyes communicating silently. In an instant, they experienced pain, sadness, loneliness, killing, being killed, and serious injury. Tianling read these in Murong Feng's eyes. Three years.
What happened to him during that time? His eyes were a little more weathered by the years, and his person became much more stable, unlike when he first came to the academy.
When Tian Ling saw Feng Ruolan, he felt a lot in his heart. The vague intimacy between the two made Tian Ling feel a crisis. Could it be that the two of them had gotten better in three years?
? But now you are back to find yourself, what is this, is it a kind of showing off?
"Why are you coming back? Aren't you already dead? Three years, three whole years, do you know how worried I am about you? Since the moment you threw yourself into the Flame Mountain, my heart has died. I can only
I practiced desperately to numb the pain in my heart. For three years, I have never forgotten the moment you died. What did you do when you came back?" Tianling roared heartbreakingly, with a hint of emotion in his voice.
It has a meaning of endless desolation, which really saddens the listener and sheds tears.
As soon as he finished speaking, Tian Ling rushed out of the room instantly, his body rose into the air and turned into a black shadow. Murong Feng glanced at Feng Ruolan beside him, and Feng Ruolan looked at Murong Feng calmly and said: "Go after me if you want.
Chase it! No matter what, I will always be by your side, go for it! Don’t leave any regrets."
Murong Feng looked at Feng Ruolan softly and said, "Thank you, Lan'er, you are so kind."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a thunderous sound on Murong Feng's body, and purple lightning flashed around him. His body was already a hundred miles away, following Feng Ruolan's aura...
"Wow! You boys, are you interested in going to a good show with me? This boy is just a playboy. He eats the food in the bowl and is still thinking about the food in the pot. He is very romantic. He is indeed worthy of being the War Demon Emperor.
Descendants, quack! I am leaving." The big black dog roared proudly and followed Murong Feng's figure.
Everyone looked at each other for a few times, and then chased after Murong Feng's body. Thousands of miles away from the royal city was a primitive mountain forest. Murong Feng's figure fell into the thick forest, and they heard the desperate sound of the heavenly spirit not far away.
The cries, black sword auras, and powerful magic thunders turned the area within a hundred miles into flat ground in an instant.
The heavenly spirit was venting, venting desperately. Only in this way could the pain in her heart be resolved. Endless black demonic energy was swirling around her body. The black flying swords formed thousands of black sword energies under her control. Murong
Feng shook his head heavily and said with a hint of sigh: "Little witch, what are you doing? If you have hatred in your heart, just take it out on me! I would rather die than have any regrets."