After the severance: All my beasts are mythical

Seeing that Uncle Song, whom he respected and who always loved him very much, closed his eyes.

Song Lin's face became even paler, and her complexion was extremely ugly, almost as ugly as the white dress she was wearing.

When the second son of the Zhang family saw this scene, the lewd smile on his face became even more intense.

He, Zhang Junjie, had been poisoned in his early years, and his body had long been weakened by the evil poison.

How could he still have sex in the bedroom?

The reason why he married a wife and took concubines was nothing more than to satisfy his perverted desire for humiliation.

That's why.

He, Zhang Junjie, never looked for common women.

If he wanted to find one, he would look for the direct daughters of other forces.

He was willing to watch these young ladies who used to be high and mighty, in front of him, under him, with an unwilling but helpless expression on their faces.

Every time he saw their expressions, Zhang Junjie would feel that he had reached a spiritual climax.

Lu Feiyu looked at this scene and marveled.

The world is so big that there are really nothing strange.

Looking at this strange flower of the Zhang family, Lu Feiyu felt that his anxiety about being watched by the Heavenly Dao was relieved a lot, and a comfortable smile appeared on his face.

He has lost all his functions and still wants to have sex with women.

He is just being watched by the little Heavenly Dao, what's the big deal!

Lu Feiyu comforted himself with optimism.

However, he did not intend to help the master and servant of the Song family.

After all, in Lu Feiyu's view, the relationship between him and the Song family is a pure transaction relationship.

I pay money, you work hard, and after the transaction is completed, there is no other affection between the two.

Therefore, Lu Feiyu will not be so idle as to rescue Song Lin.

However, Lu Feiyu did not want to cause trouble, but troubles came one after another.

Without the cover of Xiangliu's soul, Lu Feiyu who suddenly appeared at the banquet was extremely conspicuous.

The reason is simple.

Lu Feiyu's clothes are really too tattered!

It's outrageous!

There were holes all over his body, and there was a strange stench all over his body.

This outfit was out of place at the whole banquet.

When Lu Feiyu saw the eyes of others looking at him, he also noticed this.

"Damn, I forgot to change clothes."

"In the future, I must get a set of special clothes that can't be broken or damaged!"

He cursed inwardly.

The mucus that was everywhere in the deep hole just now had corroded his clothes all over his body.

At this moment, except for being a little more handsome, he was no different from a beggar on the street.

The most important thing was.

Lu Feiyu was looking at Zhang Junjie at this time, with a contemptuous smile on his face.

And this smile happened to be caught by Zhang Junjie who raised his head.

"Damn, a beggar dares to laugh at me?!"

Zhang Junjie was immediately furious.

He even lost interest in teasing the young girl around him.

With a "bang", Zhang Junjie slammed the table and stood up.

However, the movement was too large and the force was too great.

The recoil from the table directly shook the weak Zhang Junjie.

His body shook and his legs retreated several steps backward.

The chair behind him collided with his body, making a harsh friction sound.

This sound directly attracted everyone's attention.

In an instant, countless people looked at the useless second son of the Zhang family with curious eyes, and their eyes were full of mockery.

After all, the news that the second son of the Zhang family was addicted to lust but had no ability and could only satisfy himself in other ways was not known to everyone in their circle, but it was almost known.

And the less a person has, the more he wants to prove something and show off something.

Zhang Junjie did not have a strong physique, so he wanted to crush others in status and position.

He wanted to prove to others:

Yes!

I am just a waste, so what? !

Aren't you supposed to bow your heads in front of me?

And now, Zhang Junjie has already pointed his spear at Lu Feiyu.

Aiming at this stinky beggar who made him look bad in front of everyone.

His face was hideous, and his pale face was abnormally flushed because of his anger.

His eyes were as big as copper bells, and the whites of his eyes and even his pupils were covered with dense bloodshot, which was very scary.

Seeing him like this, Lu Feiyu took two steps back.

It's not that he was afraid.

He was just worried that this sick guy would die in front of him after just two steps.

How unlucky, isn't it?

Lu Feiyu's two steps back made Zhang Junjie think:

"You are a useless beggar! You are afraid of a sick man like me!"

When the others saw this, they shook their heads and whispered:

"It's going to be a good show again."

"Yes, Zhang Junjie has no other abilities, but he is a master at torturing people.. "

"It is said that a servant who had offended him before was tortured by Zhang Junjie for three days and three nights before he died, tut tut tut. "

"It's a pity for this little beggar, he is quite handsome. If he hadn't offended the young master of the Zhang family, I would have wanted to take him as a male concubine. "

"You little slut..."

And Song Lin looked at Lu Feiyu gratefully.

After all, this little beggar helped him escape from Zhang Junjie's clutches for a short time.

But just this one glance made Song Lin stunned.

This little beggar, why does he look so familiar?!

This...

Isn't this the mysterious strong man who suddenly disappeared in their caravan before?

According to Uncle Song, this mysterious strong man was able to disappear quietly, at least he had the strength of the middle and late stage of the mortal transformation. How could he get away in just one or two days? So miserable?

These tattered clothes are worse than beggars!

Instantly, Song Lin's curiosity was aroused.

At the same time, she also had a faint expectation in her heart:

A warrior in the middle and late stage of the Transcendent Realm.

He is also a real upper class in the Zhang family.

If it were any other small force, he would be able to act as the helmsman.

Maybe, this little beggar can really fight Zhang Junjie.

After all, the realm of the middle and late stage of the Transcendent Realm is enough for the Zhang family to respect him.

"Little beggar, why do you have to provoke your Grandpa Zhang when you can't provoke anyone else!"

"Why don't you ask about your Grandpa Zhang's reputation! "

Zhang Junjie approached Lu Feiyu with a hoarse voice.

Behind him, two guards of the fifth level of physical body followed closely.

They knew the physical condition of their young master.

They were really worried that their young master would die on the spot if this little beggar pushed him.

And with the protection of two guards of the fifth level of physical body.

Zhang Junjie's momentum was even stronger. His hunched figure like a ghost with his bloodshot eyes was really oppressive.

However, facing the bluffing Zhang Junjie, Lu Feiyu just felt funny.

Such a weak opponent...

Not to mention in the Tianyuan world where everyone practices martial arts, it is hard to find even in the world of beast control.