Red Heart Survey

The Sea of ​​Five Houses is shaking.

Yunding Asgard was trembling.

The chubby Baiyun Boy blushed with excitement.

The blue clouds under the Asgard finally condense into shape,

...

"Who's next?" Zheng Fei asked in a low voice as he walked among the crowd.

"Who is it?" Li Shou agreed.

Everyone who saw him avoided his eyes.

Zheng Fei giggled, suddenly lowered his head, and looked at Feng Ming who was thrown on 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..."

Of course Zheng Fei didn't care whether he was suitable or not, and whether he was afraid or not, instead he smiled brighter and approached him step by step.

The monks of Fengchi's two bloodlines standing near Fengming included his friends and relatives of his bloodline, but they all silently stepped aside.

Make enough room.

Let Zheng Fei approach.

That obese figure, shrouded in the breath of death, approached with an irresistible gesture.

Feng Ming completely collapsed.

"Daddy! Daddy!"

He even burst into tears: "Where are you!? Help 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 ability, had already died before him.

"Damn trash, shut up!"

The man with the blood eyes was suddenly enraged for some reason, and rushed towards this side suddenly, the dagger in his hand gleamed coldly.

The expression is ferocious and ferocious.

"Shut up!" he growled.

The evil spirits slowed down, and it seemed that they did not intend to stop them.

Feng Ming might die at the hands of the hater before being boiled in the cauldron.

Should he be honored that two demons killed such an ordinary monk like him?

There is no answer to this question.

Because at this moment, Jiang Wang moved.

He tossed off his naked clothes and walked out of the hiding place where he had been silent for a long time.

His posture is so ordinary, and his footsteps are so gentle, but every time he takes a step, there is a blue cloud imprint, which suddenly appears and disperses in the air.

He was clearly walking on the ground, but suddenly, in a blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Feng Ming.

too fast! suddenly!

"who?!"

"court death!"

Fang Heling, the hater, turned the dagger, and Zheng Fei, the villainous man, suddenly stepped forward to reach out.

Jiang Wang picked up Feng Ming who was still howling, and turned his footsteps again, the blue clouds scattered, and he was already hundreds of feet into the sky in an instant!

Stepping on the sky is as flat as the ground, why is it difficult to climb to the sky.

Immortal Art - Steady rise to the top!

Yanzi let go of the hand on Liang Jiu's shoulder and stood up.

Li Shou giggled strangely, catching up to Yunxiao one step at a time.

Jiang Wang stepped forward again, a little bit of blue cloud disappeared, and he had already bumped into the fog of ghost crying that enveloped the gate of Qingyun Pavilion.

Boom!

The flames flared up.

The raging samadhi true fire spurted out, directly annihilated the ugly ghost cry, and burned the black mist into the sky. Clarify the world and restore the good night. The formation of ghost mist covering Qing Yunting's mountain gate dissipated in an instant.

"Run for your life!"

Jiang Wang shouted loudly and took a few steps, the blue clouds dispersed and the figure was far away.

Among the monks who were still staying in the Qingyun Pavilion in the mountain gate, the monks from Feng and Chi who could only wait to die suddenly dispersed.

Among those monks with other surnames outside Fengchi's two veins, some turned around and fled, some were stunned on the spot, and some even tried to intercept the monks of the two veins. Because the demons said that if one of the monks from Feng and Chi ran away, two of them, monks with different surnames, would have to die.

The bloated figure of the evil man and devil rose to the sky, and with a turn of the steel knife in his hand, the sharp knife mark immediately circled around the gate of Qingyun Pavilion.

The ground cracked and boulders broke apart.

A huge and clear gully surrounds the entire Qingyunting mountain gate.

"This line!"

He yelled fiercely: "Whoever comes out dies!"

Li Shou couldn't catch up with Jiang, so he turned around and said, "Look who can run!"

The hater Mofang Heling kept silent, only caught up with the furthest Qingyunting monk, cut his neck and gouged out his heart.

Yanzi heard Jiang Wang's cry and gave up chasing. Turning directly in the sky, his figure circled around the gate of Qingyun Pavilion like a ghost.

boom!

Four corpses were dropped, and the four voices merged into one, and fell to the ground.

All is quiet.

The chaotic scene was immediately stopped, like an invisible huge slap, slapping everything back to its original position.

The formation of ghost mist has dissipated, and among the hundreds of monks at Qingyunting in the mountain gate, none of them ran away.

Obviously, if they dispersed and flew quickly, no matter how fierce these four demons were, it would be impossible to stop them all. At least half can be escaped.

But in fact no one escaped.

The last chance of escape that Jiang Wang's adventure created for them passed away mercilessly.

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 blood." Yanzi reminded.

Zheng Fei turned his head and looked at Yanzi very seriously, even though he couldn't see anything on the mask without facial features: "We can't run fast, why don't you continue to chase?"

Yanzi's voice was shy and timid: "He looks so fierce, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with him."

After Zheng Fei's face wrinkled into a ball, she suddenly roared: "Has your fat grown into your brain? Someone has escaped! Your time is running out! Still chasing, chasing, playing, chasing what?" Chase! Playing with your old lady! If you can't get the blood of balance, watch the boss kill you with a sword!"

Zheng Fei was scolded all over his face, but he didn't say anything. He didn't know that Yanzi made him retreat, or it was the threat about the boss that made him decide to tolerate it.

In short, he immediately extinguished his arrogance, only turned back, grabbed two extraordinary monks from the two veins of Feng and Chi with his big hands, and stuffed them directly into the cauldron.

Li Shou looked at Zheng Fei, then at Yanzi, then at Zheng Fei, then at Yanzi, and finally shook his head. I don't know what he realized. Or maybe he just thinks that shaking his head now makes him more intelligent.

And Fang Heling stood outside the open space, watching all this silently, without saying a word.

After killing a fleeing Qing Yunting monk, he always maintained this posture.

Of course he recognized Jiang Wang, of course he recognized Jiang Wang!

Even though it was just a face-to-face meeting, even though I only heard a sentence.

How could he not know Jiang Wang?

The first time he officially started a duel with extraordinary strength was against 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 only felt...how insignificant. Could that be considered shame, could it also be considered pain?

It was the master of the outer sect of the city daoyuan who was with his cousin and known as the Fenglin Five Heroes.

He has known each other for a long time, and he has known each other for a long time...

Later, he thought about the past many times, and recalled vaguely that a long time ago, his relationship with his cousin Fang Pengju was very good.

He often runs behind his cousin's ass, practicing sword and kung fu with his cousin.

That is the person he admires, the target he chases after.

But why later, but indifferent?

Was it when he realized the importance of resources for the first time and discovered that the resources in the clan were controlled by his father?

Was it the first time my cousin lost his temper with him and called him a bastard like his father?

Was his deliberate contempt for Fang Pengju afterwards to defeat the original worship and tear the shadow over his head?

He doesn't know the answer.

He doesn't know the answer, but he still thinks about it often.

He thought about it many times.

Because of the past, old places, old people... I can only recall it.