At this moment, Jiang Feng was so excited that he didn't know what to say. Finally, after taking a deep breath, he said to Feng Hao with a cautious face, "From now on, half of my life, Jiang Feng, will be yours. "
"Mr. Jiang is serious."
Feng Hao knew that he had gained the favor of this strong man.
"I still have some things to deal with. You three will chat while I go out first..."
The old man in charge stood up, said something, and walked out quickly, closing the door behind him.
He knows very well that there are some things that he does not need to know, otherwise, he will definitely be in a lot of trouble.
"What a courage."
He secretly praised in his heart, and at the same time he also knew that Jiang Feng's turning point was here.
Taking out a qilin fruit to save a person who obviously had no hope, he asked himself, he would never be able to do it.
…
After the door was closed, Letian showed his true nature again, with an evil curve on his lips, and shouted to Feng Hao and Jiang Feng, who were still polite to each other, "I said Mr. Jiang, Brother Hao, can you Stop being so sour, is there anything you can't sit down and talk about?"
"Mr. Jiang, please sit down."
After Jiang Feng sat down, Feng Hao sat down.
"hey-hey,……"
Letian chuckled, and then said to Jiang Feng, "Mr. Jiang, actually, Brother Hao and I can't stand the behavior of the Batian Holy Land, so you can understand that we are also trying to make ourselves angry."
"oh."
A flash of surprise flashed in Jiang Feng's eyes, and he looked at Feng Hao,
"Um."
Feng Hao nodded,
He was indeed unhappy with the Tyrant Holy Land. If he had fallen into the hands of the Tyrant Holy Land, he was afraid that his fate would not be any better than that of the Jiang family.
What worries him most is that the Holy Son of Tyrant may have recognized him. If his identity is exposed, then the Holy Land of Tyrant will most likely take action against the human race on the Baizu Continent.
This is something he is extremely unwilling to see. When the time comes, the human race will probably suffer a big loss, and it is very likely that they will be swarmed and destroyed.
The three divine masters of the human race were indeed rampant in the world, but they also offended many races. They are still brooding about this, and have been thinking of revenge, and have never given up.
"Mr. Jiang, I only want to ask you one question."
Lotte suddenly became serious,
"But it doesn't matter."
"Do you want to watch the Tyrant Holy Land collapse, or do you just want a quick break?"
Lotte asked meaningfully,
"Of course I want to see the Tyrant Holy Land fall into ruin."
As he spoke, a wave of anger overflowed from Jiang Feng's body. His head was full of white hair without wind.
When it comes to the hatred in his heart, he is still a little unable to control it, and his pupils are filled with bloodshot eyes.
For more than seven thousand years, he has been hypnotizing himself every day, trying to make himself forget, but he found that the hatred became stronger and deeper...
As soon as he closed his eyes, he seemed to see the bloody scene, his relatives falling into a pool of blood one by one, the scene of the elders self-destructing in order to open a path,
All these were torturing his heart, making him feel pain in his heart, and even his soul was trembling.
After obtaining the Qi Guo, his hope becomes even greater. If he survives the catastrophe and becomes a half-step emperor, he will then enter the Tyrant Holy Land and make him pay the price with his blood.
After a while, his mood stabilized, but his brows furrowed again, "But..."
"Mr. Jiang, you actually know in your heart that even if you become a half-step emperor, it is impossible to destroy the Tyrant Holy Land... Are you right?"
There was a strange light in Lotte's eyes, and she directly expressed the hidden worries in Jiang Feng's heart.
Indeed, even if he has achieved half-step to the realm of the Great Emperor, Jiang Feng knows in his heart that it is absolutely impossible to destroy the Tyrant Holy Land. It is just that he can make it pay a greater price.
The reason why the top forces cannot be compared to the first-class forces is because the foundation of the top forces is extremely terrifying and cannot be destroyed without human power.
Unless it is a god or an emperor,
"So, don't you think that your survival is the greatest power to the Tyrant Holy Land?"
The corner of Lotte's mouth curled up slightly, awakening Jiang Feng.
Indeed, if he can be promoted to half-step emperor, he can indeed enter the Tyrant Holy Land, and may be able to kill some of the elders of the Tyrant Holy Land, but so what,
The foundation of the Tyrant Holy Land has not been affected. It will be restored in less than a few hundred years. By then, the Tyrant Holy Land will be proud of Penglai and stand at the top.
However, if we change the approach, as long as Jiang Feng is still alive, the elite disciples of Tyrant Holy Land will not dare to go out to practice, and even the territory of Tyrant Holy Land will shrink drastically...
"Old man, in fact, the initiative has always been in your own hands."
After seeing Jiang Feng's eyes brighten, Lotte reminded him cheerfully,
The current Jiang Feng may not be able to cause much trouble to Tyrant Holy Land, but if he waits until he is promoted to half-step emperor, as long as Jiang Feng does not trespass into Tyrant Holy Land by himself and does not touch those details, Tyrant Holy Land will not be able to do anything To deal with him, we can only choose defense.
Being frightened is no better than killing them.
"I see."
Jiang Feng took a long breath, and as if he was reborn, a burst of vitality emerged from his body, making his originally pale complexion become much rosier.
He wants to live, he wants his enemies to live in fear,
"It's not good."
At this time, the old man in charge suddenly rushed in with a trickle of sweat on his forehead.
When all three of them looked at him, he suppressed the shock in his heart and then said, "Holy Lord Tyrant has personally come to Dongding City."
"The Overlord Holy Lord."
Jiang Feng stood up with a 'swish', clenched his fists, thunderous sounds resounded, and strode towards the direction,
"Mr. Jiang."
Letian stood up and called him, "Remember, the initiative is in your hands."
Jiang Feng stopped, and the hatred in his eyes faded a lot.
"Holy Lord Tyrant is here in person, so he must be well prepared. Mr. Jiang must be careful."
Lotte reminded with a serious face,
"Um."
Jiang Feng turned around, looked at Feng Hao, a flash of gratitude flashed in his eyes, and asked, "I don't know the name of my benefactor. How will Jiang find his benefactor in the future?"
Feng Hao frowned slightly, then relaxed a little, "Feng Hao... I will go to the Central Region soon."
"Feng Hao."
Jiang Feng silently wrote down the name, cupped his hands and said, "If Jiang escapes with his life this time and survives the catastrophe, he will definitely go to the Central Region to find his benefactor."
After that, he strode away,
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