Yun Tingfei stared at Xiao Feng across from him, his uncontrollable excitement and passion already driving him a little crazy.
"Brother Feng, can you tell me about this base?"
When Xiao Feng heard this, he was a little stunned. He had not returned to the island for half a year. "It is a hell for the weak and a paradise for the strong."
"Hell for the weak, paradise for the strong..." Yun Tingfei repeated these words, and suddenly a fierce fighting spirit suddenly came out: "That will be my paradise,"
Xiao Feng nodded: "In the base, some people are trained from scratch. In comparison, you are not weak."
Yun Tingfei smiled: "Don't worry, Brother Feng, I won't embarrass the Chinese soldiers, and I won't embarrass you. By the way, I want to know what role the black-robed Wuming plays in the base."
"He," a nameless man in black robes appeared in front of Xiao Feng's eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up: "He is the god, the god of martial arts, and the god of war of the entire Shafeng base. He is the supreme 'number one' in Shafeng,"
"What about you," Yun Tingfei continued to ask.
"I am the 'zero' of Evil Wind," Xiao Feng smiled lightly.
Yun Tingfei raised his eyebrows: "Zero, wouldn't that mean his combat power is better than Wuming?"
"No, maybe the three of us tied together are not nameless opponents. My 'zero' is spiritual, and his 'one' is the result of fighting." Xiao Feng took out the cigarette and handed it to Yun Ting. Feizhi: "You will understand when you go there,"
Yun Tingfei took the cigarette, lit it and took a puff: "Yeah,"
Xiao Feng chatted with Yun Tingfei for a few more words, and all the members of Tianmen Jiandao gathered around, shouting "Brother Feng, Brother Feng...".
"How is everyone's training going?" Xiao Feng glanced at Jian Dao's face one by one and asked with a smile.
These faces were so familiar yet unfamiliar. Perhaps, before they came, their faces were still full of childishness, but after more than half a month of devil training, they were able to exude a strong aura all over their bodies.
"Brother Feng, when will there be a mission? My brothers went there yesterday and didn't do much at all," a young man stepped forward and asked.
Xiao Feng looked at him for a few times and remembered him, "Blood Mantis, right? Haha, you kid, do you still want to play with me this time?"
"No, no, I'm no match for you," Blood Mantis still remembers the last time Xiao Feng defeated him with one move, so he doesn't dare to try again.
Xiao Feng grinned: "If you want to do a mission, haha, don't worry, Tianmen's journey has just begun. As Tianmen's sharp knives, you will definitely fight to expand Tianmen's territory."
"Brother Feng," besides Wuming, the other ten members of the Evil Wind Group also came over and greeted Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng's eyes fell on the faces of Demon Sword and Flame Girl, and he blinked at them: "Haha, it's all gone. Let's continue training, Demon Sword, Flame Girl, you two come with me,"
The members of Tianmen Jian Dao dispersed and went to train separately. The ten members of the Evil Wind Group all looked at Yao Dao and Flame Girl with smiles on their faces. They would bless these two people both in public and private matters.
Male, Demon Sword and Flame Girl withdrew from the evil wind, and the positions of No. 3 and 4 were given up. The lower ranked ones moved forward. Demon Sword and Flame Girl were extremely powerful. If they didn't have to fight to the death with them, how could the people behind them still be able to do so? unhappy.
Personally, this is the first couple of Sha Feng. Among the top ten lovers in Sha Feng, they are all considered friends in private. When they see the two of them succeeding in cultivation, they will naturally be happy for them.
Of course, friends are friends, and they will not show any mercy once the bloody elimination and promotion match takes place. There are endless ways to kill with one hit. In their view, giving your best is not only respecting themselves, but also respecting the opponent.
The fierce flame girl had two red clouds rising on her face: "Brother Feng, what's going on?"
"Go away, what are you looking at?" Yaodao felt embarrassed when he saw the group of ten people staring at him and Flame Girl, so he waved his hands and cursed.
"Hahaha," the remaining people stopped joining in the fun and continued to train the Tianmen sharp sword.
Xiao Feng's eyes wandered around the faces of Yao Dao and Flame Girl: "Yao Dao, Flame Girl, I plan to hold a wedding for you before they leave. What do you think?"
Yaodao was silly and nodded: "Okay, I have no objection."
"What about you?" Xiao Feng looked at the flame girl.
"I...I don't have any objection," despite the fact that Flame Girl is usually tough, even among the ten evil winds, few people dare to provoke her easily, but when it comes to this kind of thing, the nature of a little daughter can't help but reveal come out.
Xiao Feng burst out laughing: "Haha, the flame girl is actually shy, it's really rare to see her,"
If anyone else dared to make fun of her like this, Flame Girl would have turned against her a long time ago, but facing Xiao Feng, her face could only become redder and her head lowered even further.
"Hehe, hehe," Yaodao was about to be knocked unconscious by the happiness, and he laughed together with Xiao Feng.
The Flame Girl dared to laugh when she saw Demon Sword, and stomped on his instep. The sharp heel of more than ten centimeters pressed hard on it, causing Demon Sword to jump up in pain.
Xiao Feng laughed even more. No. 3 was finally defeated by No. 4. Haha, it seems that the saying "women rule the world by conquering men" is absolutely correct.
"Tomorrow, Thursday, you go take wedding photos, and the wedding will be held on Friday the day after tomorrow," Xiao Feng thought for a while and decided on the time.
A trace of embarrassment appeared on Yaodao's strange face: "Will it be held in school?"
"Of course not. The wedding will be held in Yunzhong Tower. I have already prepared your wedding room for you. Haha, you don't have to worry about other things. You will go out to buy clothes later and take wedding photos tomorrow. Yaodao, you Just wait to be your groom," Xiao Feng patted Yaodao on the shoulder.
Yaodao nodded heavily: "Well, thank you Brother Feng,"
"Haha, what's there to thank you for? We are brothers," Xiao Feng chuckled: "Tomorrow, I will have someone take you to the wedding room to see it. The location is not far from my villa, about twenty minutes' walk."
"Okay," Yaodao breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. He and Flame Girl will be Xiao Feng's personal bodyguards from now on. If the distance is too far, it will be a little inconvenient.
"Okay, you two don't worry about those Sharp Knife members. From now on, you can go about your own business. For example, you can go shopping for clothes. I'll go talk to Wuming about something and leave first. ," Xiao Feng finished speaking, gestured to the two of them, turned around and left.
Demon Sword and Flame Girl stared at Xiao Feng's back, with grateful smiles on their faces.
"Demon Sword,"
"Um,"
"If it weren't for Brother Feng, would Wuming kill us?"
"Yes," Yaodao nodded without hesitation.
The flame girl glanced at Yaodao: "Our happiness comes from his reward. I am grateful to him. Really, if there is danger in the future, I will definitely die in front of Brother Feng."
"Haha, I will die in front of you," Demon Sword held the flame girl's hand tightly.
With their fingers intertwined, the two of them stared at Xiao Feng's back with even more determination. Without Xiao Feng, they would not have met; without Xiao Feng, they would not have fallen in love; without Xiao Feng, they would not have had the chance to get married. To feel this happiness, everything they have is given by Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng first went to Wuming's dormitory, but did not find him. After wandering around for a long time, he found Wuming in a dark room.
The air in the room was filled with pungent blood. Wuming squatted on the ground with a corpse under his feet, concentrating on skinning the human body.
Yes, it is a corpse, a lifeless corpse. Although Wuming is shrouded in a black robe, looking at the overall picture, one can still feel his seriousness and concentration.
A dark room, a man in black robes, and a corpse reproduce the scene in a horror movie to the maximum extent, which is weird and terrifying.
Xiao Feng stood at the door, not disturbing Wuming, and watched quietly.
"Feng, you're here." After a long time, a complete human skin was peeled off from the corpse without a single flaw.
Xiao Feng shrugged and asked in an indifferent tone: "Who is this person?"
"I don't know," Wuming let out a hoarse laugh, staring at the human skin in his hand, his exposed eyes filled with admiration.
Xiao Feng once said that life is noble, so killing must be an art. Among the people he knows, the person who expresses the art of killing vividly is undoubtedly Wuming.
"Feng, have you seen it? This human skin is perfect."
Xiao Feng smiled: "Your skinning skills have become even better. However, you skinned the other person without even knowing who he was. That's a bit bad, isn't it?"
"He is the master I found in Jiuquan. More importantly, he seems to be connected with the Hao family, so I killed him and peeled off his skin. Haha, you can have this skin sent to you The Hao family, they will definitely like this gift," Wuming looked at Xiao Feng and smiled hoarsely.
Xiao Feng frowned slightly: "Hao family," and then looked at the human skin carefully, "What kind of clothes is he wearing? Is it black?" He thought of the young man in black who killed people under the eyes of the demon sword. Could it be that those The person monitoring him belongs to the Hao family.
"No, red casual clothes," Wuming poured a liquid into the glass vessel next to him, and then put the human skin into it.
As soon as the bloody human skin touched the liquid, white foam appeared, and the blood stains were gradually diluted by the foam.
Xiao Feng looked at the skinless corpse on the ground, and thought of the description of the demon knife. Obviously, the young man in black was not the corpse in front of him. Who was this person, and who was the young man in black.
"Is his fighting power very strong?" Xiao Feng asked slowly.
Wuming nodded: "It's comparable to a demon sword,"
"Demon Sword," Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes. He was indeed very powerful. You know, in his prime, he was only a little stronger than the Demon Sword. Jiuquan, where did so many masters come from? It's a mystery. Who are they? Behind the scenes, Zhuge Xin, no, it shouldn't be him,
