Heart Survey

Chapter 780
The Sea of ​​Five Governments is shaking.

Genting Asgard was trembling.

The fat white cloud boy blushed with excitement.

The cyan cloud under Asgard finally condensed and took shape,
……

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

"Who is it?" Li Shou agreed.

Everyone he saw avoided his eyes.

Zheng Fei chuckled, suddenly lowered his head and looked at Feng Ming who was thrown on the ground.

"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. Instead, he smiled brighter and approached him step by step.

The two monks of Fengchi who were standing near Fengming, including his friends and his blood relatives, all just moved away silently.

Make way for enough space.

Let Zheng Fei approach.

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

Feng Ming completely collapsed.

"Father! Father!"

He even burst into tears: "Where are you!? Save me, save me, daddy!"

But... no one will ever respond to him again.

His father, who always sheltered him and always gave him the best conditions and best opportunities within his ability, had already died before him.

"Damn it, shut up!"

The man with bloody eyes was suddenly enraged for some reason, and rushed over here, the dagger in his hand gleaming with cold light.

His expression was vicious and hideous.

"Shut up!" he growled.

The Evil Devil slowed down, and it seemed that he did not intend to stop it.

Feng Ming might die at the hands of haters and demons before being boiled in the cauldron.

Should he be honored for two people to kill such an ordinary monk like him?
There is no answer to this question.

Because at this moment, Jiang Wang moved.

He lifted the cloak and walked out of the hiding place that had been silent for a long time.

His posture is so ordinary, his steps are so gentle, but every step he takes, there is a cyan cloud mark that appears and disappears in the air.

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

too fast!suddenly!

"Who?!"

"court death!"

The hater's magic square He Ling turned his dagger, and the wicked man's devil Zheng Fei suddenly stepped forward to probe.

Jiang Wang brought up Feng Ming who was still crying, and turned his footsteps again.

Stepping high in the sky is like flat ground, why is it difficult to climb to the sky.

Immortal Art - Stepping into the sky!
Yanzi let go of the hand on Liang Jiu's shoulder and stood up.

Li Shou laughed strangely, catching up with Yunxiao one step at a time.

Jiang Wang stepped again, and the little blue clouds disappeared, and people had already hit the fog of ghost crying that enveloped the gate of Qingyun Pavilion.

Bang!
The flames burst.

The raging samadhi true fire spurted out, directly annihilating the unpleasant ghost cry, and burning the black mist into the air.Clarify the world and restore the good night.The formation of ghost fog that enveloped the gate of Qingyun Pavilion dissipated in an instant.

"Run for your life!"

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

Among the monks in Qingyun Pavilion who were still in the mountain gate, the monks who could only wait for the death of Feng and Chi disappeared in a hurry.

Among those cultivators with other surnames other than Fengchi's two meridians, some turned around and fled, some froze on the spot, and some tried to intercept the two meridian cultivators.Because the people and demons said that one monk from Feng and Chi ran away, and these monks with foreign surnames had to die.

The fat figure of the wicked man was pulled up high in the sky, and the steel knife in his hand turned, and the sharp knife mark immediately went around the Qingyunting Mountain Gate for a week.

The ground cracked and the boulders were broken.

A huge and clear gully encircles the entire Qingyunting Mountain Gate.

"This line!"

He shouted fiercely and angrily: "Whoever comes out will die!"

Li Shou couldn't catch up with Jiang, and turned around: "Let's see who can run!"

The hater, the magic square Heling, was silent, only catching up with the Qingyunting cultivator who ran the farthest, cutting his neck and gouging out his heart.

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

boom!
Four corpses were dropped, and the four sounds were combined and smashed to the ground.

Everything is quiet.

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

The formation of ghost fog has dissipated, and there are hundreds of Qingyun Pavilion monks in the mountain gate, but no one has fled.

Obviously, if they dispersed and flew away, no matter how vicious these four demons were, they would not be able to stop them all.At least half of it can be escaped.

But in fact no one escaped.

The last chance Jiang Wang's adventure created for them passed by mercilessly.

Sometimes people are imprisoned, not outside the body, but inside the prison!

"Toys?" Zheng Fei turned around and asked Li Shou.

"It seems so!" Li Shou nodded.

Zheng Fei grinned: "It's fun!"

"Hurry up and boil the blood." Yanzi reminded.

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

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

When Zheng Fei's face was wrinkled into a ball, she suddenly roared: "Have your fat grown into your brain? Someone escaped! Your time is running out! You are still chasing, playing, chasing, what? Chase! Play with your mother! The blood of balance can't be obtained, let's see the boss kill you with a sword!"

Zheng Fei was scolded in the face, but he didn't say anything, and he didn't know if Yanzi was really angry and made him back down, or it was the threat of the boss that made him decide to tolerate it.

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

Li Shou looked at Zheng Fei, looked at Yanzi, looked at Zheng Fei, looked at Yanzi again, and finally shook his head.I don't know what he realized.It could also be that he just felt that shaking his head now, he seemed to have more brains.

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

After killing a fleeing monk Qingyunting, 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, even though only one sentence was heard.

How could he not know Jiang Wang?
The first official duel he started with extraordinary power was Jiang Wang.

And he lost simply and neatly.

At that time, the sword was slapped on his face, which made him feel ashamed and collapsed for a while.

After thinking about it later, I just felt...how insignificant.Can that be a shame, or a pain?
Together with his cousin, he was the master of the outer door of the city road courtyard, who was called the Fenglin Five Heroes.

He had known him a long time ago, he had known him a long time ago...

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

He often ran behind his cousin's butt, practicing swordsmanship and qigong with his cousin.

That was the person he admired, the target he was chasing.

But then why, but indifference?
Was it when he first realized the importance of resources and discovered that the resources within the clan were in the hands of his father?

Was it the first time my cousin lost his temper at him and called him a bastard like his father?
Later, the contempt he deliberately expressed to Fang Pengju was to defeat the initial worship and tear the shadow over 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 of the past, the old place, the old people... I can only recall.

(End of this chapter)