Invincible BOSS System

Fenghui!

Chen Xinglie looked at the stall owner and slapped his backhand.

boom!

The stall owner was slapped to fly far away, his mouth was bleeding, and he fell to the ground. Then he got up, clutching his swollen face, stumbled and ran away, and shouted: "You wait, I will find My nephew...I want to kill you!"

Go to Fenghui?

This seat just needs someone to lead the way.

Chen Xinglie smiled and followed without any haste.

Last night, Chen Xinglie had been waiting.

Waiting for Fei Zhi's group to spread the news to the entire east of the city...

According to the urinary **** of the disciples of the magic way,? The enemies in the small books, once they know about this, most of them will choose to take advantage of the night to kill them.

Chen Xinglie waited all night.

Unfortunately, the fish did not take the bait.

Fishing failed.

This disappointed Chen Xinglie.

The disciple of the dignified Demon Dao, when encountering such a thing, he didn't act first to be strong, but instead assumed that nothing happened.

Could it be?

Then go and see how they are!

Chen Xinglie went out early in the morning just to take a look at why the rampant Qingyang disciples recorded in the small book today remained silent all night.

In the street.

The stall owner ran farther and farther.

Chen Xinglie was not in a hurry, and leisurely chased behind.

Li Qinglian followed, jogging all the way, suddenly felt that the morning breeze blowing on her face was a bit cold, and the corners of her mouth were chilly. She suddenly remembered that she had just eaten a snack, and there was still sauce left in the corners of her mouth that had not been wiped clean. He took out a white handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth hurriedly.

Even if she became a maid, Li Qinglian also paid attention to her own image.

Chen Xinglie saw this scene, and his eyes sank.

Li Qinglian trembled with fright, and wondered in surprise: "What does the big demon want to do?"

Chen Xinglie took out a new white handkerchief in the arms of the maid.

The hand that slapped the stall owner just now seemed to be stained with some oily fumes on the stall owner's face.

Even the little maid knew that she had to wipe her mouth after eating.

How can a dignified demon be compared to his own little maid?

Chen Xinglie followed the stall owner and walked forward, while holding a handkerchief and wiping the oily smoke from his palm, his movements were meticulous and leisurely.

Li Qinglian was full of shame and anger, but it was a pity that she dared not speak, she could only grit her teeth secretly.

Chen Xinglie wiped his hands in twos and then put a handkerchief into Li Qinglian's arms, and said, "Next time...remember, hand it up by yourself."

Li Qinglian was angry.

The devil is guilty of death!

Obviously taking advantage of this princess, she even put on an unwilling look, as if she would never want to reach out again next time...

Could it be that this princess's face of the country and the city is not attractive in the eyes of this demon?

Li Qinglian was indignant and walked absent-mindedly, suddenly seeing the back of the big demon blocking her front, she stopped in fright.

so close!

Almost hit the big demon.

If it provokes the great devil, it's over!

Li Qinglian was anxious and looked at the surrounding environment and found that a large house with a single family was built not far ahead.

Above the courtyard gate, there is a plaque with the words "Fufu" written on it.

Right in front of the courtyard gate, a pair of stone lions with their teeth and claws were placed, and a sharp-eyed outer disciple stood guarding the gate...

Is this the style of the inner disciple of the Qingyang Sect?

Chen Xinglie felt that his small courtyard was extremely shabby compared to this large residence. It is also an inner disciple. Why is this Fenghui house so magnificent?

Relying on skillful grabbing, bullying the same door, and knocking on the bones?

Chen Xinglie took out his small book and turned to the first page.

It says: September 13th. The inner disciple Feng Hui brought Miss Li Jiasan to the door and asked me to sever contact with Miss Li Jiasan, otherwise he would kill me. Had it not been for Shi Feiyu's arrival, Feng Hui would almost break my leg.

"This Fenghui is too much!"

Chen Xinglie shook his head, didn't even bother to close the little book in his hand, and walked directly to the door.

"Outer disciple Songkun, meet Brother Chen!"

Seeing Chen Xinglie's arrival, the gatekeeper immediately bowed his hands and bowed his hands. The sharp eyes disappeared without a trace, replaced by panic.

If it were before, the outer disciples under Feng Hui would never have regarded Chen Xinglie in their eyes.

But Songkun was very frightened, like a mouse meeting a cat.

Obviously, what happened in Chen Xinglie's yard last night has been spread.

"Open the door."

Chen Xinglie's tone was calm, but his eyes were harsh.

Song Kun didn't dare to disobey, and hurriedly pushed the door open. Just as Chen Xinglie was about to enter, Song Kun said, "Qi tell Brother Chen, Brother Feng is not at home."

Feng Hui is not at home?

Is it pretending to be absent or is it really absent?

Chen Xinglie stopped and said, "Unexpectedly, under the hands of Feng Hui, there is still a loyal person like you. It is really rare."

Loyal people?

Demon disciple, where is the loyalty?

Songkun's face twitched, knowing that Chen Xinglie was mocking him.

Chen Xinglie shook his head, smiling but not smiling, and sighed, "Unfortunately, those who block me die."

Songkun's eyes trembled with fright, he suddenly thought of what happened last night, and hurriedly explained: "Brother Chen misunderstood. How dare I stop Brother Chen? I just have something to tell Senior Brother Chen."

"The person who just entered is a relative of Brother Feng. If Brother Feng is not there, I will let that person stay in the house and wait."

"Look, Brother Chen, that person is standing in the pavilion..."

In the courtyard.

The stall owner stood in a pavilion, looking at the direction of the open courtyard door, his eyes full of spite.

Chen Xinglie looked at the stall owner in the pavilion and asked, "Where is Fenghui?"

Songkun lowered his head and said respectfully: "Last night, Brother Feng went out all night to visit Brother Guang Zhengping. He hasn't come back yet..."

Go out overnight?

It seemed that Fenghui was so scared that he ran all night to hug Guangzhengping's thighs after hearing the wind.

it is good!

well!

Getting together is a good thing.

In this way, I don’t have to look for them one by one, saving a lot of trouble.

Just what I want!

Chen Xinglie took the small book of account books, pointed at the stall owner in the pavilion not far away, shook his head and said, "Hey, this person just stood in the pavilion and waited for a while, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for Fenghui."

Songkun asked puzzledly: "Then, what does Brother Chen mean?"

Chen Xinglie said lightly: "You have been following Fenghui these years, and I am afraid that you have done a lot of bad things. Today, why don't you do good deeds, do something good, help the one in the pavilion, send him a ride, and go there. On Huangquan Road, you can definitely wait until Fenghui."

Songkun hesitated and did not dare to offend Fenghui.

"In life, always do something good." Chen Xinglie shook his head and said, "My seat, I advise you to be kind."

"Senior Brother Chen, don't worry! I'm going to send him on the road!"

Songkun once again remembered what happened last night, only to feel cold on his back, and without hesitation, he drew his sword and rushed to the pavilion.