This transparent ball seemed to have its own consciousness, and it struggled constantly while being pulled out by Feng Yi. Unfortunately, Feng Yi's original zombie aura was too overbearing, and it could not resist it at all.
When Feng Yi held the ball in his hand, the originally transparent ball was surrounded by a faint layer of black mist, and now everyone could see it.
"This is your cheating tool. With it, you can clearly see the cards in your opponent's hand. Is it possible to lose if the enemy is clear and you are blind?"
Feng Yi said calmly.
He Yingqiu discovered it when Feng Yi snatched the transparent ball away. He still wanted to resist, but found that Feng Yi's aura surrounding him was particularly strong. If he acted rashly, the end would definitely be tragic.
So he could only watch with a pale face as Feng Yi exposed his trick.
Several other children were shocked at first when they saw this scene, and they were a little scared, but in the end, the anger of being deceived took over their minds, and they roared and rushed towards He Yingqiu.
At this time, He Yingqiu was enveloped by Feng Yi's aura and could not move at all. Needless to say, he was beaten up and all his money was plundered.
"He Yingqiu, we finally know how you win money. You are so despicable and shameless. We will never be fooled by you again!"
Several children spit on the ground before leaving, and then walked away.
Seeing He Yingqiu and Feng Yi lying on the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face, he felt very calm. He did it on purpose. This kid had bad conduct and deserved to be taught a lesson.
It is better to be beaten now than to become disabled in the future!
I hope that after this experience, he can restrain himself and change his past.
Feng Yi withdrew the aura that enveloped He Yingqiu, and at the same time threw the transparent ball back.
The little ball was like a giant ball, slipping into He Yingqiu's clothes and making no movement.
"Let's go."
Feng Yi was too lazy to look at He Yingqiu again, turned around and said to Tang Zhan.
When Tang Zhan saw Feng Yi's methods, he was so impressed that he fell to the ground. When he was watching, he was also curious about how He Yingqiu turned defeat into victory. He only found out after Feng Yi exposed it.
But rather than the answer, he was more interested in the process of revealing it.
Just now, he clearly saw that this wisp of breath flew out from Feng Yi's fingertips. He was able to leak the breath and control it so well. It seems that even the master can't do this, right?
Could it be said that Brother Feng is a little more powerful than Master?
Well……
The master is very obsessed with Taoism, and meeting a master is like meeting a relative. His martial arts fanaticism is influenced by the master.
If Brother Feng met his master, the master would be greatly surprised after they competed with each other. He might even introduce Brother Feng as a close friend, and they would inevitably treat each other as brothers.
In this way, will my seniority be lowered?
He was thinking wildly when he heard Feng speak, and immediately nodded and said: "Okay, Feng...brother!"
Since I had the idea just now, it has become a little difficult to shout out the three words that were originally easy.
The two turned around to leave. He Yingqiu, who was lying on the ground, wiped the blood on himself with the back of his dirty hands, got up from the ground and shouted at Feng Yi's back: "Are you Feng Yifeng?"
Taoist priest?!
Is Brother Feng also a Taoist priest? Why haven't I seen him mention it?
Tang Zhan blinked and thought.
Feng Yi didn't expect He Yingqiu to call out his name directly. His body froze and he turned around and said, "Has your master mentioned me to you?"
"Are you really Feng Yi?"
He Yingqiu looked him up and down with some disbelief and said: "My master said that he and Chief Feng hit it off more than 20 years ago and they cherished each other. The two of them even killed countless zombie monsters, including Senior Sister Axiu and Shu Ning.
My sister always talks about this name.
I was only four years old when Master first told me about it. Now I am thirteen years old. Master has passed away, but you still look like you are in your early twenties. Could it be said that you were already so powerful when you were just born?
Is it done?”
Tang Zhan felt a surge in his heart when he heard this. Brother Feng did seem to have a lot of secrets about him. Whether it was the details of his interaction with Mao Xiaofang or the true feelings revealed when sweeping the grave, it proved that he had an irreversible relationship with Mao Xiaofang.
At that time, he was wondering, didn't Feng Yi say that he had been staying in the mountains and never went down the mountain? How did he meet Mao Xiaofang? It couldn't be that his ancestors told him about this person. He was already fascinated by him before he met him, and they had a close relationship.
Long?
This doesn't make sense.
This doubt was infinitely magnified when He Yingqiu spoke out more than 20 years ago.
More than twenty years ago?
Judging from Feng Yi's current appearance, he wasn't even born at that time!
Could it be that Feng Yi's real age is already forty or fifty years old? It's impossible. Except for gods, who can stay young forever?
What's the secret here?
Feng Yi, who was questioned, still looked as usual and did not answer He Yingqiu's question. He said in a calm tone: "I do have a good relationship with your master. I also know Axiu and Shu Ning, including the deceased Xiao Hai and the missing Yu Dachu.
, I have dealt with them, what does this have to do with you?"
He Yingqiu became angry instantly after hearing this and said, "Since you admit that you have a sworn relationship with my master, why do you want to help outsiders deal with his disciples?"
"Apprentice, are you worthy?"
Feng Yi rebuked in an indifferent tone: "I heard about you as soon as I arrived in town, and they said you were a demon king who caused trouble.
But after all, you are Master Mao's direct disciple, and I am not qualified to discipline you for him.
However, I went to Fuxi Hall and Master Mao’s tombstone. Fuxi Hall was completely messy and the area around the tombstone was overgrown with weeds and extremely desolate. As his disciple, you didn’t even abide by the most basic principles of respecting your master. You
He has the nerve to claim to be his apprentice.
Not to mention that you just used Taoist cheating to win money from these ordinary children. It was a total embarrassment to Master Mao. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I stood up and punished you.
He Yingqiu, you are not old, but you are extremely smart, possess a rare treasure, and have extraordinary talents. If you are willing to follow the right path, you may not be able to become a great master that everyone respects like your master.
If you continue to be stubborn and act recklessly based on your cleverness, you are doomed to make a big mistake in the future!
Having said this, you can take care of yourself."
After finishing speaking, Feng Yi shook his sleeves and turned to leave, but he heard He Yingqiu laughing loudly behind him. The laughter was full of sorrow, anger and desolation.
Feng froze and turned his head to look at He Yingqiu. He was smiling all over his face, but tears were flowing like broken beads. Accompanied by his sloppy appearance with a bruised nose and swollen face, he looked particularly pitiful.
"Brother Feng, I don't know why, but when I heard his laughter, I felt very uncomfortable."
Tang Zhan rubbed his heart and whispered.
Even Tang Zhan sensed it. Could it be that there is something inside?
