"It's about to cause trouble. The two servants of the Feng family are going to beat the old man to death."
"What's the trouble, if you can't find death, and you don't even look at who the master is, that's the master of the living hell, Master Feng. Whoever follows Master Feng in Lingzhou City will not be able to live with his own life."
"Hey! What a sin! It seems that the little lady of the Luo family will be spoiled by the beast tonight, and she will be bought into Xinghualou tomorrow." A man clenched his fists tightly, his eyes full of is anger.
"Be quiet, if you are heard by Young Master Feng, you will lose your life."
"Hey! Who told people to be rich and powerful!" The man suddenly sighed and shook his head, his spine softening again.
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Luo Laohan's yard was surrounded by a large group of neighbors, no matter if it was a five-year-old man, a woman with a turban, or even a child, they all dared to be angry and did not dare to speak. They could only watch from the short wall. An old man who dared to stand up for Luo.
In the dark night, someone held a tung oil torch to illuminate the Luo family yard.
The two slaves dragged old man Luo to the center of the yard, grinned and looked at the poor people who were watching, one of the slaves sneered: "Old man Luo doesn't know what is good, how dare he offend my young master, This kind of immortality, everyone said is it necessary to let him live in this world?"
All the neighbors bowed their heads at this moment, and all of them were silent.
Although he knew that Young Master Feng was blatantly doing evil in it, no one dared to come forward.
Another slave smiled and said, "Haha! In Lingzhou City, our young master Feng is God. If you offend Young Master Feng, you will offend Master Tian. Naturally, you should be beaten to death with a stick."
As he spoke, he picked up a wooden stick as thick as an arm from the ground and pointed it at the top of the old man Luo's head.
Luo Laohan's body was thin and bony, curled up on the ground and shivering, and he kept saying in a low voice: "Let Yu'er go, let Yu'er go, she's still young, she's still young..."
Everyone didn't dare to watch this tragic scene, knowing that the old man Luo would definitely be beaten to death by a stick, and then thrown to feed the dog.
Why! Sin!
How can there be such a bastard as Young Master Feng in the world!
Everyone is so scolded in their hearts!
"Da Da!" But right here, a footstep sounded.
Feng Feiyun came out of the room, took the stick from the slave's hand, glared at them coldly, and said, "Go away."
The two family slaves who were still arrogant and arrogant suddenly stepped aside, daring not to hesitate, and thought to themselves, what happened to the young master today, do you want to be a good person
No, this is not his style, does he want to kill this old man with his own hands
That's not right. Although the young master is very daring, he is very timid in other aspects, and he doesn't dare to kill at all.
Under everyone's astonished gaze, Feng Feiyun threw the stick in his hand aside, slowly squatted down, helped the blood-stained old man up, and touched the tip of his nose with his fingers. Then he felt his pulse again, nodded, and called out, "Fengping, go and call Doctor Wang over."
"Ah?" The servant didn't seem to hear Qing Feng Feiyun's words.
"I told you to invite Doctor Wang from Gu Shantang, didn't you hear clearly?" Feng Feiyun glared at him.
"Listen clearly, hear clearly..." The servant named Feng Ping said repeatedly, and then rushed out of Luo's courtyard to ask for a doctor.
At this moment, everyone present was shocked.
Weird, Weird!
The servant of the Feng family injured the old man Luo, and Young Master Feng actually helped him to hire a doctor.
Everyone regards it as a big and strange thing. It is like embroidering by military generals, combing the hair of monks, and recruiting prostitutes by eunuchs. It is so abnormal!
Doctor Wang is a famous doctor of Gu Shantang. He was already lying on the bed and was going to sleep with his wife, but when he heard that Young Master Feng invited him, he dressed neatly and rushed over without stopping.
Wife and everything are floating clouds. If you delay the matter of Young Master Feng, you will lose your head.
After helping the old man to clean the wound, apply the medicine, and bandage it, Doctor Wang took a deep breath.
"Master Feng, Old Man Luo is very old and his recovery is slow. After today, the medicine should be changed every day. After seven days, he should be fine." Feng Feiyun said.
This is the living King of Hell in Lingzhou City, and Doctor Wang dare not say a single word in front of him.
Feng Feiyun nodded and asked, "How much?"
"Don't dare, don't dare, how dare I take Young Master Feng's money." Doctor Wang was so frightened that his legs trembled and he almost knelt on the ground.
Feng Feiyun frowned and ordered, "Feng Ping, give Doctor Wang a hundred silver coins."
"Boom!"
Doctor Wang knelt directly on the ground, kept kowtowing to Feng Feiyun, and continued: "Young Master Feng, please don't break me, if Master Feng really wants to give me money, then I would rather cut off my hands. , no more medical treatment."
Dr. Wang was so frightened that he warned himself that he could not accept Young Master Feng's money no matter what. Someone once took Young Master Feng's meal money just because he didn't know what to do. Later, his family was ruined, even his wife and three daughters. All were given by Master Feng, and then he bought Xinghualou.
If you offend Young Master Feng, you will have to divorce your wife and daughter!
He wouldn't dare to violate such a taboo!
Feng Feiyun sighed inwardly, it seems that his body was really not an ordinary bastard before, in the eyes of these people, it was like a devil-like existence. However, he rummaged through the memories in his mind, and when he saw those evil things, he couldn't help but call himself "scumbag".
"Go back!" Feng Feiyun said.
Dr. Wang was relieved, he finally let out a sigh of relief, thanked him repeatedly, and walked out.
Luo Yuer, who was wearing a simple little clothes, secretly watched all this, with a pair of black eyes, blinking, what is this evil young master doing? Why save grandpa
I don't understand, I don't understand at all!
Just when she tilted her head and thought, Feng Feiyun had already walked in front of her, and she was startled suddenly, her little heart was beating non-stop.
"You, what are you doing?" Luo Yu'er timidly took two steps back and leaned against the wall.
Feng Feiyun looked at her carefully, walked slowly in front of her, looked at the simple clothes on her body, and seemed to see the exquisite body under the clothes again.
She is indeed a beautiful embryo, especially the pair of "little white rabbits", so tempting!
When Feng Feiyun looks back on it now, his head is still a little dizzy, too dazzling.
"Cough, do you need me to be responsible for you?" Feng Feiyun hesitated for a moment, but still said this.
Feng Feiyun didn't want to possess her, but felt that he should explain something to her. After all, girls in the human world are very conservative. If he eats and wipes her whole body, he should be responsible for her. .
Of course, if she didn't want to, Feng Feiyun wouldn't even touch one of her fingers. He still had this principle.
This may be the biggest difference between the current Feng Feiyun and the previous Feng Feiyun.
"No… no need."
In the entire Lingzhou City, I am afraid that there is no woman who dares to hold Young Master Feng responsible.
Even those weak girls who had been spoiled by Young Master Feng could only wash their faces in tears. It was already a good thing that they had not been bought into Xinghualou. They all avoided him, for fear of being forced to do it again by him. How dare you let this daring evil young master be responsible.
Luo Yu'er bit her pink lips gently, stared at Feng Feiyun, and touched the red handprint on her cheek, it seemed that she was still in pain.
This slap print was slapped by Feng Feiyun, and she is still very scared now.
"Does it still hurt?" Feng Feiyun asked softly.
"It hurts!" Luo Yu'er didn't dare to look him in the eye. She felt that Feng Feiyun seemed to have changed a person. Although he was still hateful, at least he didn't hit her rudely at the moment.
"Today's business... I'm sorry, if you encounter trouble in the future, you can come to Fengfu to find me."
After Feng Feiyun said this, he turned around and left, and the two servants naturally followed quickly, like two vicious dogs.
"He... he just left, and he really let me go."
Luo Yu'er couldn't close her mouth for a long time, staring blankly at the back of Feng Feiyun's departure, feeling very clueless, her fingers tugging at her hair, unable to regain her senses for a long time.
Master Feng won't get sick, will he
Her heart could not be calm, she always felt that the evil bastard Feng Feiyun would go away and return, and her body still did not dare to move, until half an hour passed, and Young Master Feng did not return, she was relieved and ran over quickly , to take care of grandpa.
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It was already night, but Lingzhou City was still full of traffic and bustling, and the ancient streets were full of people passing by and the sound of selling.
The girl in the brothel was dressed in fancy clothes and stood on the street soliciting customers; the burly man from Gujiang, who was three meters tall, was like a bull, pulling a Chinese cart and galloping past; the servant of the weapon shop held a handle The jet-black sword, shouting hard!
Feng Feiyun carried his hands on his back and walked quietly on the ancient street, constantly thinking about why he suddenly came back to life and merged with a mortal soul.
Could it be the spirit boat traveling through time and space doing the trick
It was a quaint blue spirit boat, like a ghost ship, with the vicissitudes of ancient times. Feng Feiyun only glanced at it at the time, and was hit by the spirit boat and merged with his soul.
It was the spirit boat that sent its soul here.
Where did that spirit boat go
Feng Feiyun spread out his right hand, there was a faint boat shadow in the palm of his hand, about an inch long, the shadow was blurry, if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see it at all.
It looks very mysterious, like a tattoo of a spirit boat.
"Melting into the body, is this a legendary vessel of the Holy Spirit?"
Even the top eighteenth-grade spiritual tools cannot be melted into the flesh. Only the legendary Holy Spirit sacrificing and refining vessels can achieve the state of being melted into the body.
Feng Feiyun was the patriarch of the Phoenix Monster Clan in his previous life. He had reached the ninth level of ascension, but he was still one step away from the realm of the Holy Spirit, and he had never seen a Holy Spirit vessel before.
Feng Feiyun's previous life was already an invincible super powerhouse, but when he reached the ninth level of feathering, he vaguely felt that there was a Holy Spirit in the world, but almost all the monks who had reached the Holy Spirit realm had disappeared from the world. .
Therefore, although he is called the first powerhouse in the world of immortals, he is only the first powerhouse on the bright side. There are very few ancient-level holy spirits in the dark. They are so powerful that they are omnipotent. He could kill Feng Feiyun at that time with a single finger.
"If this spirit boat is really a vessel of the Holy Spirit, then it proves that the Holy Spirit really exists."
Feng Feiyun was only guessing at the time, saying that there is not necessarily no one in the world who has cultivated to the realm of the Holy Spirit, but getting this spirit boat made Feng Feiyun sure that the Holy Spirit really exists.
Even Feng Feiyun couldn't help but feel excited about a Holy Spirit vessel, and maybe he could comprehend the realm of the Holy Spirit.
Once the transcendent becomes holy, then you can jump out of the mundane world, the soul will not die, and the spirit will not die.
"Cock!"
Feng Feiyun accidentally stepped on a stone, and in a hurry, he almost fell to the ground.
His current body is too weak, because he has spent a lot of energy in the pile of women for a long time, and he is weaker than ordinary people. There is no spiritual energy in his body, and the meridians are blocked, the muscles are loose, and the bones are poor. Yong, is simply not suitable for cultivating immortals, and even cultivating martial arts will not have any great achievements.
But for the current Feng Feiyun, this is not difficult.
If you want to be unwilling to be mediocre and set foot on the road of immortality again, and be called the powerhouse of the dominant side, you must first change your physique.