"Brother Bamboo."
"grandfather."
Zhu Fei closed his eyes, planning to die quietly, in this unknown place, in an unknown place. But at this moment, he felt his body move, and the voice of calling became clearer.
Zhu Fei was a little surprised and opened his eyes.
What surprised him was that he saw the faces of Chen Guhong and Zhu Pijiang, as well as their caring eyes.
"Before dying, can you not only hear the voice, but also see the face?" Zhu Fei asked in a daze. He was already delirious, but Chen Guhong and Zhu Pijiang were awake.
Zhu Pijiang embraced Zhu Fei's body, looking at the broken and inhuman body, his eyes turned red, tears poured down, he was still a teenager after all.
Chen Guhong calmed down a bit, called Yuanyuan and said, "Go get the medicine for golden sores." Then he called Tie Zhu, "Help."
"Hey."
The two immediately responded and hurriedly helped. Chen Guhong patted Zhu Pijiang's shoulder, and said, "It's okay, your grandfather has seen many strong winds and waves in his life, and he won't capsize here."
Even though he said so, Chen Guhong's eyes turned cold, and he looked up at Feng Wumian and the others.
Even seeing a strange old man being abused would cause resentment, let alone a friend, a friend who is worthy of a brother.
Chen Guhong looked at Feng Wumian and the others, and Feng Wumian and the others also looked at Chen Guhong and his party. They were startled at first, thinking that a master came to support Zhu Fei.
Seeing the dress of this group of people, the composition of the people is smiling.
At first, a scholar in Confucian shirts, his eyes were a bit fierce like a martial artist, but when a scholar becomes fierce, can he kill a chicken? The second is a domestic slave who looks like a farmer, a maidservant, and a young man.
This young man is armed with a sword, and his arrogance can be achieved quickly. There are many powerful teenagers in this world. So they also paid more attention to it, but they didn't look familiar, and they must not be young masters, so they felt relieved.
All in all, this group is so much fun.
They didn't believe Zhu Fei said that he came here for tourism, but if this group of people came here for sightseeing, they probably believed it.
There was a joking heart in his heart, and seeing Chen Guhong's eyes were cold, someone teased: "Oh, scholar, don't look at him like this. He will be scared."
"Hahaha." Everyone including Feng Wumian burst into laughter.
"You bastards." Because Zhu Fei was being taken care of by two Yuan Yuans, Zhu Pijiang felt relieved a little, and couldn't help it when he heard the piercing laughter, he drew his sword with his left hand, and his murderous aura was like a storm.
Seeing this, Feng Wumian and the others paid more attention, Feng Wumian especially took a serious look at Zhu Pijiang, and said, "So there are a few brushes."
But he was just being serious, and didn't take it seriously in his heart. Firstly, he has great confidence in his swordsmanship, and secondly, the children of the same clan beside him are not vegetarians.
"Brother Feng, stop talking nonsense with them and kill them together." A member of Feng's family who was younger than Feng Wumian said, then cast a malicious look at Yuanyuan and said: "This maid is quite beautiful. Look, it's boring for us to guard here. Have fun with her."
"You kid is lustful again."
"Okay, I'll let you go first after a while."
People from the Feng family around laughed loudly and made obscenities.
Yuanyuan noticed the look in this man's eyes, and shuddered. Feel a little scared. Hearing the laughter of this group of people again, his body trembled a little.
"Don't be afraid, it's just a clown."
Chen Guhong didn't lose his temper first. Instead, he came to Yuanyuan's side, blocked the unscrupulous eyes of this group of people, and said softly.
The son's voice is nice and safe. Yuanyuan narrowed her eyes slightly, and her trembling heart calmed down again. Showing a bright smile, he nodded vigorously.
"Um."
"Hehe." Chen Guhong smiled and pinched her little nose, then turned around, his face became indifferent. He was no longer angry, because the anger in his heart had turned into a cold killing intent.
When the murderous intention comes together, the world will be turned upside down.
Chen Guhong held the Kunwu sword in his hand, and stomped on it.
"Scholar, do you want to do it?"
"Is that a sword inside the cloth cover? Doesn't it take a lot for you to hold it?"
The people of the Feng family didn't take it seriously, and continued to joke cheerfully. But the next moment, they couldn't laugh anymore. Because when Chen Guhong stepped on it, the mountains fell apart and the ground cracked.
"Boom!"
Amidst the roaring sound, the place where Chen Guhong stood was sunken in a large area, and spider web-like cracks catapulted towards the surroundings with him as the center, terrifying and ferocious.
Dust filled the air and gravel flew.
White heroism soars to the sky, like a sky hanging straight up.
"What!" Everyone in the Feng family was taken aback, their eyes almost protruding. Feng Wumian, who was in the lead, felt a great danger approaching, the hair all over his body stood on end, as soon as he stepped on his left foot, he wanted to rub the sole of his foot with oil. But at this moment a white light flashed past, and he saw Chen Guhong's face.
It was an indifferent face without any emotion, unlike Bing, because there was no coldness. If you want to say, it is just a stone in the mountain, without any strange place, without any breath.
"What do you want to do? I'm from the Feng family." Feng Wumian saw the strength of Chen Guhong's arrogance just now, so he didn't have any fighting spirit at this moment, and opened his mouth to talk about the Taoist family.
"Pfft!"
The Kunwu sword in Chen Guhong's hand has not come out of the body, it is even wrapped in a cloth cover. He moved forward lightly, and the arrogance of Zhang Zhang gushed out, and the sword acted like a stick, and the stick hit Feng Wumian's heart.
"Pfft!"
The sword energy penetrated Feng Wumian's body, chewed Feng Wumian's heart, and fell to the ground.
"Boom!"
There was another roar, the rocks cracked, and a large hole with a radius of three feet was formed on the ground.
Feng Wumian, an extremely well-known and well-known master of the Feng family, was killed in this one encounter, and the incoming sword hadn't been drawn out of its sheath yet.
The few remaining members of the Feng family stiffened, swallowed deeply, and lost their momentum.
"Walk!"
Soon these people reacted, and one of them yelled. A group of people scattered to pieces. Chen Guhong lightly raised his arm, and a piercing sword howl rang out.
"Shhhhhh!"
The sword energy pierced through the chest of the person on the left, and there was another pothole in the ground.
"kill!"
The rest of the people didn't do anything with Chen Guhong, because Zhu Pijiang also moved. The sword in his left hand was sharp and strange, and he killed one person when they met each other. The remaining two wanted to leave, but they were also killed by him.
"Listen to the sound of bamboo in the mountains!" The last person slowly said the bamboo family's sword technique, and then fell to the ground with a bang.
In an instant, several masters of the Feng family turned into corpses, and soon became dust. A bloody lesson has also been generated, don't be arrogant.
After Chen Guhong and Zhu Pijiang killed everyone in the Feng family, they didn't feel much satisfaction. Because Zhu Fei's injury was too serious.
"grandfather!"
Zhu Bijiang knelt beside Zhu Fei with a plop, his eyes were red, his tears were like two waterfalls, forming tear trails, falling to the ground, extremely sad, choked up uncontrollably.