"As expected of a female disciple from the Beast-Controlling Studio, she is really pure and clean, with no smoke or dust. She will cry when she is touched. This is the state of mind that a monk with the fourth level of destiny should have?" Feng Feiyun's voice was slightly lower.
Chi Yaolian packed up her messy clothes, stopped crying, clenched her teeth tightly, and stared at Feng Feiyun with a pair of bright eyes with clear tears, as if using her eyes to bring Feng Feiyun alive. Staring to death, I swear in my heart that if I escape from this hell on earth, I will definitely cultivate swordsmanship, cultivate supreme supernatural powers, and kill all the evil people here, especially Feng Feiyun, the big devil with wolf-like ambition. Eighteen levels of hell.
Chan Ling'er and Hua Ji Ningxiang, the two arrogant daughters of heaven, bit their lips and tried to restrain themselves. They finally realized their own inadequacies. Although the cultivation base is enough to be king in the younger generation, it is dangerous to people's hearts. , The evil spirit's vicious methods are still poorly understood.
Chan Linger's cultivation base is extremely high, and her mood is the most determined. Sitting in the iron cage, her body is spotless, like a green lotus on a lotus pond, holding a string of white Buddha beads in her hands, saying: "Feng Fei Yun, although you are a demon, I have always felt that you are an alternative among demons, you are still flesh and blood, affectionate and righteous, you are a real man, but today you really disappointed me."
She also believed that Feng Feiyun and these evil people were all in the same group, and that Feng Feiyun deliberately brought them into this hell on earth.
In their opinion, these evil people have already wiped out human nature, and Feng Feiyun is not much better if they walk with them.
Chan Ling'er is the only one among these women who still has some kind of admiration for Feng Feiyun, but at the moment, she doesn't have any goodwill at all, and even hates Feng Feiyun more than hates these evil people.
"Who are you? What does it matter to me that you are disappointed in me? Little girl, don't think that you have done a few good deeds in the world. If others treat you as a fairy, you are really a fairy. I strip your clothes off. Throwing it on the bed, you're still just a little bitch being fucked by me."
Feng Feiyun is very sensible, and the words are not polite at all, it is extremely ugly, and Chan Linger's eyes are closed, and she can't say a word. A flawless heart seems to have been cut by someone. , after all, it is a demon, and it is impossible to influence him at all.
Those evil people all stood aside and sneered, watching quietly, as if they were watching a play.
"Have you laughed enough?" Feng Feiyun said coldly.
Those evil people couldn't laugh anymore, especially when they saw Feng Feiyun's blood-red eyes, flickering fierce light, so that they couldn't even say a word.
"Brother Feng, why do you have common knowledge with these inferior people, and you are not afraid of losing your identity?" A young man's voice sounded, his voice was very approachable, and full of friendliness, giving people an indescribable sense of intimacy.
With this voice alone, all the hostility towards him can be wiped away in an instant.
Feng Feiyun looked sideways, and saw a man in a green shirt sitting there, his body was quite thin, but he was sitting very straight, and he couldn't see what he looked like, because his eyebrows were very bright, like a dazzling lamp. Buddha lamp, that light blocked people's eyes back.
If Feng Feiyun's cultivation had not been sealed, he might be able to see his appearance with the help of the Phoenix Eye.
Feng Feiyun instinctively looked down at him, but his robe was very long, covering his shoes, so he had no way of knowing whether he had one leg or two.
Although Feng Feiyun only glanced at it, he has already judged that this is definitely an extremely dangerous person.
"You are the young master of the evil emperor?" Feng Feiyun said.
"Could it be that Brother Feng likes to stand and talk, but doesn't like to sit and talk? Or, the sincerity of the subordinates is not enough?" The voice of the young master of the evil emperor was very flat, full of affinity, like a Buddha talking about Buddhist scriptures.
This Buddhist temple is not small, even if it accommodates 300 people, it will not look crowded, but in such a large Buddhist temple, there is only one Buddha lamp, and that is the one between the eyebrows of the evil emperor and the young master. .
In the dark, people will look for light, and light is hope, life, and truth. In this Buddhist temple, everywhere is dark, only the evil emperor and young master has light on his body, he seems to represent Hope, life, truth.
This is a strange feeling. Anyone can't help being affected by the soft light on his body. If they want to get close to him, no one will reject him.
Even the few arrogant girls in the cage were affected by him. Whether it was breathing or heartbeat, they all slowly merged with him. His heartbeat beats, and their heartbeats beat. At one point, he breathed in and out, and they breathed in and out.
This is a supreme realm of heaven, which can subtly affect the people around him, making these people become his vassals and his shadows. When he stops breathing, these people will not Breathe again.
Feng Feiyun noticed this subtle change, not only the women locked in the iron cage, but even the evil people with high cultivation were also affected by the aura of the young master of the evil emperor, and their breathing speed was greatly affected. Same as heart rate.
In the entire Buddhist temple, only Feng Feiyun can still control his own body mechanism. He is not affected by the evil emperor and young master. Feng Feiyun's heart will not beat at all. The heart has turned into flesh and blood, crystal clear, like a piece Blood jade.
Feng Feiyun took a deep breath, dragged the chain, walked over, and said with a smile, "To be honest, I really haven't seen the sincerity of the young master?"
"Death walker, please help Brother Feng to open the chain on his wrist."
The young master of the evil emperor gave an order, and a white-haired old man with three pairs of black wings on his back walked out and brought out a sharp sword, which just swayed in the air. It gave birth to a substantive sword energy.
"Lord God King, please raise your hands."
"Humph! What are you kidding me? You really can lock me up with just one iron chain?" Feng Feiyun smiled contemptuously. The chain full of runes was stretched straight, and the runes on the chain were shattered under the pull of the enormous force.
"Bang!"
The iron ring was pulled and deformed, and an iron chain that could lock the giant was forcibly broken by Feng Feiyun's two arms.
If it is only about the physical body, the giant is not as good as Feng Feiyun.
"Haha! It turns out that Lord God King deliberately locked it up for these nuns to see, but this old man is superfluous." Death Walker nodded lightly, the Demon Son really lived up to its reputation, not an embroidery stand.
Feng Feiyun was unceremonious and sat on the other end of the table, and soon someone brought up the wine and good meat.
Meat is the most tender person, and the young master of the evil emperor eats it very elegantly. It is impossible for anyone to eat meat more carefully than him.
Feng Feiyun looked at the delicate white porcelain plate in front of him, but he still didn't eat it, and drank a glass of wine, "Is this meat also human?"
Even though Feng Feiyun had a strong demonic energy, his face became darker and heavier at this moment. He squeezed his hands tightly, but finally released it. A smile bloomed on his face, looking very leisurely.
Feng Feiyun knew that this was the young master of the evil emperor who was giving him a slap in the face, knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger.
"Demon, beast... woohoo!"
The three arrogant women rushed forward and shook the huge iron cage. They could no longer be calm and calm, and finally knew that what Feng Feiyun said before was true. , This world is a world of cannibalism.
Wu Qinghua opened her eyes, pointed out, and a golden sword qi burst out from her fingertips, trying to break the chain, but Death Walker noticed it in advance, "giggled", her body was like a A big black bird flew up like a bird, landed on top of Wu Qinghua's head, stepped on the iron cage, and struck down with a palm of magic, suppressing Wu Qinghua again to the point of being unable to move.
"Why doesn't Brother Feng eat such delicious meat?" Young Master Evil Emperor turned a blind eye and still ate gracefully.
Feng Feiyun played with the wine glass in his hand and said with a smile, "What trick are you trying to play?"
The young master of the evil emperor finally stopped, and seemed to have been waiting for Feng Feiyun's words, and said with a smile: "Everyone says that Feng Feiyun is the first genius of the Shenjin Dynasty. Brother fights a few rounds. If you are lucky enough to win a round with Brother Feng, then ask Brother Feng to eat a piece of meat."
"Whose meat?" Feng Feiyun lifted the wine jug and poured wine into the wine glass leisurely, making a sound like water.
"Their meat." The Young Master Evil Emperor pointed his finger at the arrogant women in the iron cage, as if he was pointing at a few delicious animals, without any emotional fluctuations.
Chan Linger, Chi Yao, Huaji Ningxiang and the others all turned pale after hearing this, as if they had lost their souls. If Feng Feiyun accidentally lost a game, then some of them would definitely be killed. Baked and eaten.
Moreover, this Evil Emperor Young Master looks like an extremely talented person, and Feng Feiyun's cultivation base is now sealed, how could he be his opponent? If Feng Feiyun loses all four games, then they will all become food in the mouths of others.
Looking at the frightened appearance of these four talented women, the evil people in the Buddhist temple laughed wildly. The young master of the evil emperor has never lost since he was a child. Even Feng Feiyun may not be the opponent of the evil emperor and young master.
In their eyes, the young master of the evil emperor is like an invincible god.