The fat Baiyun boy was so excited that his face turned red.
The cyan clouds under the Immortal Palace finally condensed into shape,
…
“Who’s next?” Zheng Fei walked among the crowd and asked in a low voice.
“Who is it?” Li Shou agreed.
Everyone he saw avoided his eyes.
Zheng Fei chuckled and suddenly lowered his head to look at Feng Ming, who was thrown to the ground.
“Or is it you?” he said.
"No, no, I'm not suitable!" Feng Ming's eyes widened in horror, but he couldn't move.
“Do you think he is suitable?” Yanzi turned to ask Liang Jiu.
Liang Jiu lowered his head: "I don't know..."
Zheng Fei, of course, didn't care whether he was suitable or not, or whether he was scared or not. Instead, he smiled even brighter and walked closer to him step by step.
The two-line monks of Fengchi standing near Feng Ming included his friends and relatives, but they all just moved aside silently.
Make enough space.
Let Zheng Fei get closer.
That fat figure, shrouded in the aura of death, approached with an irresistible attitude.
Feng Ming completely collapsed.
“Dad!Dad!”
He even burst into tears: "Where are you!? Save me, save me, dad!"
But... no one will ever respond to him again.
His father, who always protected him and always gave him the best conditions and opportunities within his capabilities, had already died before him.
“Damn trash, shut up!”
The human demon with blood-eyed eyes was suddenly irritated for some reason and rushed towards this side, the dagger in his hand shining with cold light.
Feng Ming may die first at the hands of the devil, and then be boiled in the cauldron.
Should he be honored that two demons killed an ordinary monk like him?
There is no answer to this question.
Because at this moment, Jiang Wang moved.
He opened his hiding place and walked out of the hiding place where he had been silent for a long time.
His posture is so ordinary and his steps are so gentle, but with every step he takes, there is a blue cloud mark that suddenly appears and disperses in the sky.
He was clearly walking on the ground, but suddenly, with just a blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Feng Ming.
Too fast! Too sudden!
"who?!"
“Seeking death!”
The Questioning Man, Fang Heling, turned around with his dagger, and the Evil Man, Zheng Fei, suddenly stepped forward and reached for his hand.
Jiang Wang picked up Feng Ming, who was still crying, and turned around again. The blue clouds dispersed, and he was hundreds of feet high in the sky!
It is as if walking on high altitudes is like flat ground, so why bother climbing to the sky?
The magic of immortality is rising rapidly!
Yanzi let go of his hand on Liang Jiu's shoulder and stood up.
Li Shou smiled strangely and caught up with Yunxiao.
Jiang Wang stepped forward again, and the blue clouds disappeared, and he had already hit the ghost-crying fog that enveloped the gate of Qingyunting.
Bang!
The flames suddenly burst out.
The blazing true fire of Samadhi was spurred out, directly extinguishing the unpleasant ghost cries and burning the black mist in the sky. It clarified the world and restored the good night. The formation of ghost mist that enveloped the mountain gate of Qingyunting was instantly dispersed.
“Run for your life!”
Jiang Wang shouted loudly and took a few steps. The blue clouds dispersed and the figures were far away.
Among the monks in Qingyunting who were still staying in the mountain gate, the monks in Feng and Chi who could only wait for death suddenly dispersed in a rush.
Among the monks with other surnames outside the two channels of Fengchi, some turned around and ran away, some froze on the spot, and some actually tried to intercept the monks of the two channels. Because the human demons said that the monks from the two channels of Fengchi and Chi
If one of them escapes, two of them monks with foreign surnames will die.
The obese figure of the evil demon rose high into the sky, and when he turned the steel knife in his hand, the sharp knife marks immediately circled around the Qingyunting Mountain Gate.
The ground cracked and boulders broke apart.
Huge and clear ravine encircles the entire Qingyunting Mountain Gate.
“This line!”
He shouted fiercely and angrily: "Whoever survives will die!"
Li Shou chased Jiang but couldn't catch him, so he turned around and said, "Let's see who can run away!"
The Asking Questioner Rubik's Cube He Ling remained silent and only caught up with the Qingyunting monk who ran the furthest, cut his neck and gouged out his heart.
Hearing Jiang Wang's cry, Yan Zi gave up the pursuit. He turned around in the sky and circled around the mountain gate of Qingyunting like a ghost.
boom!
Throwing down four corpses, the four sounds merged into one sound and fell to the ground.
Everything is quiet.
The chaotic scene was immediately frozen, as if a huge invisible slap slapped everything back into place.
The formation of ghost mist has dispersed, and among the hundreds of Qingyunting monks in the mountain gate, no one has escaped.
It is obvious that if they dispersed and flew away, no matter how ferocious these four demons were, they would not be able to stop them all. At least half of them could escape.
But in fact no one escaped.
The last chance of escape created by Jiang Wang's adventure passed ruthlessly like this.
Sometimes what imprisons people is not the prison outside the body, but the prison in the heart!
“Toys?” Zheng Fei turned around and asked Li Shou.
“It seems so!” Li Shou nodded.
Zheng Fei grinned: "It's fun!"
“Hurry up and cook the blood.” Yan Zi reminded.
Zheng Fei turned his head and looked at Yanzi seriously, even though he could see nothing on the mask without facial features: "We can't run fast, why don't you continue to chase?"
Yan Zi’s voice was shy and timid: “He looks so fierce. I’m afraid I won’t be able to defeat him if I catch him.”
When Zheng Fei's face wrinkled up, she suddenly roared: "Has your fat grown in your head? Someone has escaped! You don't have much time! What are you chasing, chasing, chasing, just playing, what are you chasing?
Chasing! Playing with your mother! If you can’t get the blood of balance, I’ll watch the boss kill you with one sword!”
Zheng Fei was scolded so hard that he didn't say anything. He didn't know whether it was Yanzi's real anger that made him give in, or it was the threat about the boss that made him decide to tolerate it.
In short, he immediately extinguished his arrogance, turned around, grabbed two extraordinary monks from Feng and Chi, and stuffed them directly into the cauldron.
Li Shou looked at Zheng Fei, then at Yan Zi, then at Zheng Fei, then at Yan Zi, and finally shook his head. I don’t know what he understood. Or maybe he just felt that shaking his head now made him look more intelligent.
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Fang Heling stood outside the open space, watching all this silently without saying a word.
After killing a fleeing Qingyunting monk, he always maintained this posture.
Of course he recognizes Jiang Wang, of course he recognizes Jiang Wang!
Even though it was just a meeting, even though I only heard one sentence.
How could he not know Jiang Wang?
His first formal duel with extraordinary power was when he faced Jiang Wang.
And he lost cleanly.
At that time, the sword slapped him in the face, which made him feel so humiliated that he collapsed for a while.
Thinking about it later, I just felt... how insignificant. Can that be considered shame or pain?
That is the master of the outer sect of the City Taoist Academy who, together with his cousin, is known as the Five Heroes of Maple Forest.
Have known him for a long time, been familiar with him for a long time...
Later, he thought about the past many times and vaguely remembered that a long time ago, he had a very good relationship with his cousin Fang Pengju.
He often runs behind his cousin, practicing swordsmanship and martial arts with his cousin.
That is the person he admires and the target he pursues.
But why did you become indifferent later?
Is it when he first realized the importance of resources and discovered that the family’s resources were controlled by his father?
Was it the first time his cousin lost his temper at him and called him a bastard like his father?
Did he deliberately show disdain for Fang Pengju later to defeat his initial admiration and tear apart the shadow that shrouded his head?
He doesn’t know the answer.
He didn’t know the answer, but he still thought about it often.
He thought about it many times.
Because the past, the old place, the old people... can only be recalled.