Evil doctor elegance

Chapter 157: Mourning Xuan Whip (2)

Du Chen thought of the corpse of the green star ghost beast that he led the iron wolf mercenary group to find with painstaking efforts, and one day it would affect him. There was a wry smile in his heart, but he still maintained that expression on his face, cold He said: "If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you, but can you please hurry up, old man, and give up the whip in your hand to someone with quick hands and feet when you get old."

"you……"

Feng Yuan was so angry that his beard turned up, he didn't expect that besides Feng Hua, there was such a person who didn't give him any face.

"It's really... you don't eat a toast, you don't eat a fine wine!"

Feng Yuan was very angry, raised the whip in his hand, and whipped it towards Du Chen with a sound of "咻——".

"Om-"

"Chong!"

A small silvery thing suddenly interrupted the direction of the bone whip, and with a "pop", the bone whip hit the guard next to Feng Yuansheng.

"Ah! My profound strength, my cultivation, save me! Save me!"

The heart-piercing sound made people around turn their heads to look, and saw the guard beside Feng Yuansheng as if he had been discouraged, the light gray breath burst out from the guard, and the whole body It quickly collapsed to the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Feng Yuansheng's face was a little ugly, someone actually used a hidden weapon under his nose, and as a generation of generals, he didn't find out in advance, but hurt his subordinates instead, this is not too much face!

"What kind of a hero is hiding in the dark! This friend might as well come out and let Fengmou see."

Feng Yuansheng stood where he was, but his eyes scanned his surroundings.

Standing in the undergrowth, Fenghua couldn't help giving a cold sigh in his heart when he heard Feng Yuansheng's faction said that he wanted to make friends in the Jianghu.

"A hero is really not a good guy, but I think if General Feng saw that it was me, he probably wouldn't make this friend."

Fenghua walked out of the bushes swaggering with his fan, saw the royal family and waved his hands very politely as a greeting to everyone.

Feng Yuansheng saw that the person who made him lose the face of the general turned out to be the broom star in his yard, and his old face, which was not very good-looking, was even more annoying. He looked at Fenghua and said impatiently : "Fenghua, this is a royal place, not a place for you to run wild."

"What General Feng said is wrong. What do you mean it's not a place for me to be wild? Is this place only for your royals to shit, pee, and shit? Why can't you let me be wild?"

Fenghua waved a white flour folding fan with a noble and unearthly appearance, but the slightly vulgar words came out of Fenghua's mouth without being obtrusive.

Xuanyuan Junyi, who silently followed Fenghua, saw that his father, whom he was thinking of, looked at him like a stranger, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Although he had expected this to happen, he would still feel it when he only experienced it. Some uncontrollable heartache.

Fenghua's gaze moved among the crowd, and when he caught sight of the two people lying on the ground covered in blood, a icy cold flashed across his eyes, and a burst of murderous aura erupted from Fenghua's body, before returning to calm quietly .

"call out--"

The sound of the whip cutting through the air resounded on Fenghua's face, Fenghua's face turned serious, and he raised his hand to hold the bone whip that was sweeping towards him.

Everyone stared wide-eyed to see if Fenghua would have a side of profound strength loss, but it has been a long time since Fenghua was different from before. Thinking that the rumored Fenghua is a well-known waste who cannot cultivate profound strength, it is clear in his heart.

　Babies, which number should we count down from Gageng?
　　Wen Mou, who is so busy and dizzy, can't count, so I'd better ask for a wave of tickets here~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)