Alien Lord

　　 Lin Ze was very restrained, but the blue-shirted youth beside him furiously pointed to Zhao Dingchen’s nose and yelled: "Which green onion are you fucking? What kind of **** Ming Wangcheng, dare to show off here?

Ding Chen actually regretted it when he scolded him. It was not that he was afraid of Lin Ze, but that he remembered that Xu Hui had defended Lin Ze before. If this Lin Ze directly challenged Xu Hui, then He couldn't stand it either, and he would also eat and hang up when the time comes, so when he saw Lin Ze didn't get angry directly, he was actually relieved in his heart.

However, now that the blue-shirted youth is not giving himself face like this, he was trembling with anger and pointed directly at the blue-shirted youth: "Okay, okay, okay! You guy, you are such a brave, I ..."

　　 "Pop!" Before Ding Chen could finish speaking, Ding Chen, who slapped directly on the face, turned three times in a row, and then fell to the ground with his eyes full of gold stars!

　　It was the Uncle Feng next to the blue-shirted youth that Ding Chen scolded Lin Ze, he didn't care, but if he wanted to scold the blue-shirted youth, then Ding Chen was looking for death.

　　 After Uncle Feng hit Ding Chen, he sullen his face and bowed to the blue shirt youth to ask for instructions: "Master? What about this guy?"

　　 When speaking, Uncle Feng didn't give Mingwangcheng any face, as if Mingwangcheng was nothing to him.

　　 The kind of style that ignores Mingwangcheng, and the other people around him are stunned. However, just being dumbfounded is not enough, because then something that made everyone more dumbfounded appeared.

　　 I saw the blue shirt boy faintly said: "Swear me, just cut off your tongue."

　　 After saying this, the blue shirt youth remembered the hand that Ding Chen had pointed to him before, and said: "Feng Shunian, which finger that guy used to interrupt me before, interrupt which hand!"

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　　 In the words, it is also the ignorance of Ming Wangcheng.

　　 "........" Other people are now looking terrified, because this time things are really making a lot of trouble, if one is not good, people here will be targeted by Ming Wangcheng.

　　 "Yes!" Uncle Feng didn't do this anymore, he took the order directly, and then walked towards Ding Chen.

At this time, Yu Jin really watched it directly. He couldn't think that this person who had had a drink with him once would do something like this: This is a person from Mingwangcheng, and he is still on the other’s territory. Cut your tongue when you scold you? Do you know what people come from!

The blue shirt youth had a drink with Yu Jin once, and he was considered a friend. Therefore, Yu Jin stepped forward to persuade him, but Uncle Feng swept his spiritual eyes directly, and the cold breath made Yu Jin all over his body. A shivering, like falling into an ice cellar, his body dropped dozens of degrees, his teeth shook, and he couldn't say a word.

　　 "Uncle Feng, he is my friend!" Just when Yu Jin felt that he was about to freeze to death, the blue shirt youth spoke.

　　 Yu Jin just wanted to come out to persuade his behavior. To be honest, the blue shirt youth saw some fluctuations in his heart.

How could the blue shirt youth not know Ding Chen’s background, how could he not know the strength of Ming Wangcheng, but even so, this Yu Jin still stood up and wanted to persuade himself. It can be seen that this Yu Jin really regarded himself as Friends.

　　 Since this is the case, of course I can't hurt him.

　　 "Who would dare to run wild on the Mingwangcheng site!" At this moment, the Mingwangcheng camp also found something wrong here. A large number of guards rushed out of the camp and came towards here, and soon surrounded the place.

Looking at the many guards around him, Uncle Feng’s face was still so cold. His left hand did not move, but his right hand was a little bit, and there was a wall of air like a mountain. Those guards bounced off the air wall and rolled into one slice.

Zhu Zihao also flashed out of the tent at this time and watched Uncle Feng and shouted in a deep voice: "Stop, who is your excellency, can I offend you in King City? Is so rampant, isn't it afraid that my father will seek revenge from you? "

Uncle Feng had a dead face before, but when he heard the word father said by Zhu Zihao, a second expression finally appeared on his face, as if he was a little nostalgic. He glanced at Zhu Zihao, and then His eyes returned to coldness, and his hands were merciless. They struck Ding Chen, who was lying on the ground, like that. With a cry, Ding Chen let out a painful cry, his mouth was full of blood, and a piece of his tongue fell out. Pointing to the right hand of the blue shirt youth, it also broke directly.

Seeing that he moved out of his father’s name, this man was still a killer, Zhu Zihao was furious: "Okay, okay, that’s great, it seems I can’t do anything if I want to. Your Excellency, you just missed the last After that, regardless of the end of the world, I will chase you down to death! This is what Zhu Zihao said!"

　　 Zhu Zihao was really mad at Uncle Feng's behavior. Of course, he saw that Uncle Feng in front of him was not easy to provoke.

How did Zhu Zihao have been with his father for so many years, and his vision has long been tempered. When he looked at this mysterious Uncle Feng, he felt a sense of crisis even stronger than his father’s in his heart. Zhu Zihao didn't show up before, just to avoid dealing with this mysterious powerhouse.

　　 It's a pity that the development of things forced him to come forward, and finally became what he is now.

It's just that Uncle Feng still ignored him, and turned to the blue shirt youth to report: "Master, the task you confessed to the old slave has been completed!" After finishing this sentence, Uncle Feng hesitated for a while, then continued: " Young master, the man in front of you, after being regarded as the old slave’s former deceased, this kid did not offend you, so, look..."

　　 Sure enough, this Uncle Feng and Zhu Zihao's father Zhu Hao knew each other before, and the relationship should be good, otherwise, Uncle Feng would not plead for Zhu Zihao.

　　 The blue shirt youth looked at him and asked, "Uncle Feng, did you owe this Zhu Hao the favor? Did you try so hard to keep this Zhu Zihao?"

　　The identity of the blue shirt youth is not trivial. Under normal circumstances, people who offend him like this will be killed directly, even if it is the Ming Dynasty, even if it is a strong man in the Yuan Ying period.

　　 Uncle Feng obviously knew this, so he would plead for Zhu Zihao.

　　 "Sure enough, this person's identity is very unusual, I believe it should be from those super dynasties!"

　　 Seeing this, Lin Ze determined once again that the identity of the blue shirt youth in front of him was very unusual.

　　 "In this way, I really have a way to return to my home this time!" Lin Ze felt a secret joy in his heart.

Judging from the previous behaviors of the blue shirt youth, he is definitely here for the first time. Therefore, he should know a very private passage leading to the outside world. Therefore, now Lin Ze wants to go. We have to rely on this blue shirt youth.

"The psychic soul of the Yasha tribe is indeed magical. It is said that when you came to the flag-planting contest, you can find a way back. Now it is really realized!" Lin Ze recalled that he had passed the psychic in the Yasha tribe before. The news that the soul got.

　　 Originally, Lin Ze thought that he needed to participate in the flag-planting contest before he could get the news of leaving here from the hands of those alien races, but now it seems that his prediction should be in this blue shirt youth.

　　 "From what he said before, it seems that there is someone in his family who is very familiar with him. In that case, will I just say it better then?" Lin Ze thought...

　　 At this time, Uncle Feng shook his head indifferently and said, "Master, it's not that I owe him, but he owes me."

The blue-shirted youth waved his hand and said directly: "Forget it, this time it is for your sake, Uncle Feng. Anyway, he didn't offend me before. The guy who offended me was also punished. So, Uncle Feng, take it for yourself. Let's do it."

　　 "Thank you, Master, for your large amount!" Uncle Feng said with a grateful expression.

　　 This is the third expression on his face! The third expression on Uncle Feng's face was able to show the weight of the words of the blue shirt youth.

　　 The entire process of answering the two did not take into account the feelings of Zhu Zihao on the side. He originally wanted to get angry, but the more he listened to him, the more he became surprised: What are the two people? Speaking of acting, this is too calm, right?

Before Zhu Zihao came up with something, Uncle Feng turned around to look at Zhu Zihao and said, "Boy, you can tell your father now that the one directly blocked his house two hundred years ago. At the door, and then the deceased who baked a big meal at his door came back. If he feels that his wings are hard now and he has the strength to tell me, then she can come here to find me. These days, we will not leave. It's too far here."

　　 After speaking, Feng Shu stopped paying attention to Zhu Zihao.

The blue shirt youth couldn't help shaking his head and said, "Uncle Feng, you were known as the number one killer of the human race, how come your heart is getting softer now? I know, you are saving their father and son, but you don’t What do you owe them, why bother for these two people, or two people who have nothing in return, ask for a favor on my side?"

　　The identity of the blue shirt youth is quite terrifying, so one of his favors is really precious, precious to the point that countless people cannot imagine.

At this time, Uncle Feng showed a smile on his face. He bluntly said: "Master, the short time we spent with Zhu Hao was quite refreshing, so help others to the end. How can this Zhu Zihao say? He is the younger of the old slave, so the old slave will ask you for a favor from you!"

The blue shirt youth shook his head and ignored these. He is still young and doesn't know the preciousness of friendship. After that, he put his arms around Lin Ze and returned to his smile: "Go, I want to talk to you well. ."

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