The old man's pupils shrank, and the aura of death enveloped him. His heart rose to his throat and he wanted to scream, but it was as if his throat was tightly pinched by a pair of hands and he couldn't make a sound.
The Jindan cultivator did not touch him, but just opened his hand to control the spiritual energy and pinched it, and then a crisp and terrifying sound of bones breaking was heard.
“Crack!”
The head was enveloped by the aura visible to the naked eye. As the Jindan cultivator moved his hands, the brain burst out and splattered all over the ground, bloody and horrifying...
"ah!"
When the other old man saw this scene, his face turned pale and he rushed forward madly, trying to escape from their range. However, in a flash, three figures blocked his way. The fear and horror from his heart made his legs tremble. His legs went soft and he knelt down with a thud.
"No, don't kill me..."
The higher the level of cultivation, the more afraid of death. They have a longer lifespan than ordinary people, stronger strength than ordinary cultivators, superior status, and can get whatever they want. He has not enjoyed enough of everything that his strength has brought him. He does not want to die... does not want to die...
"Miss Feng, Miss Feng, please spare my life, please spare my life..."
He suddenly turned around and kowtowed to Feng Jiu who was walking slowly. A dignified martial arts master, at this moment, was crying and begging on the ground like a coward. It was not that he didn't want to fight, but the opponent was too strong. With just a pressure, he couldn't even move. How could he fight
If they knew that Feng Mansion still had such a strong power hidden, they would not dare to attack Feng Xiao! Now that he was in trouble, his mind was blank and he was only thinking about how to survive
However, knowing the hidden strength of the Feng Mansion, how could she let him leave alive
Feng Jiu didn't walk too close. She looked at the old man kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, her eyes cold and indifferent: "Forgive you? If I forgive you, who will forgive my Feng family? If it weren't for my father's good luck, he would have died in your hands that time. How can I forgive you?"
Upon hearing this, the old man was shocked: "Miss Feng, it wasn't us, it really wasn't us, we were just following Murong Bo's orders, we didn't want to kill General Feng, really, we really didn't want to, we were forced..."
Before he could finish his words, Fengjiu had already turned around. At the same time, a pair of hands slapped his crown. With a bang, the old man fell to the ground, ending his life...
“After you’ve dealt with the corpse, go back to Taohuawu first.” Fengjiu jumped on the horse, holding the ball in her arms, and headed towards the city.
After a few days of running around, I lured them out and ended their lives. Tomorrow, I can finally sleep in.
Seeing Fengjiu coming back so early today, the housekeeper stepped forward and bowed, then said with a smile, "Young Miss, you're back so soon today?"
"Yeah." She smiled back, put the pet in her arms on the ground, and said to the housekeeper: "Help me prepare a good meal for Lao Bai and Qiuqiu."
"Okay, don't worry, Miss. I will go and tell them right away." The butler responded with a smile. After bowing, he took Lao Bai and Qiuqiu away.
Seeing this, she headed for the main courtyard, and when she arrived there she saw her father's old Phoenix guards guarding the courtyard, so she nodded to them and walked into the room.