"Are you calling me?" Chen Feng continued walking, his eyes fixed on Chang De.
It was Chang De who asked Chen Feng to stay just now.
"I... was calling you fellow Taoist." Chang De swallowed.
"Is there anything wrong?" Chen Feng asked with a smile.
Chang De's heart trembled. Being looked at by Chen Feng like this, he actually felt a creepy feeling. Especially the smile on Chen Feng's face, which made him feel like he was falling into an ice cellar, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
However, Chang De was a Nine Tribulations Loose Immortal after all, so his character was naturally very strong. Looking at the four Nine Tribulations Loose Immortals beside him, who also seemed to be advancing and retreating with him, he felt more confident.
"Don't misunderstand, fellow Daoist." Chang De took a deep breath and tried to make his tone firmer: "I think fellow Daoist also came here for this mountain of corpses."
Chen Feng nodded.
Indeed, he did come here for the mountain of corpses. In fact, some of the shadow demon corpses piled on the mountain were killed by him personally.
"That's easy." Chang De felt relieved when he saw Chen Feng admit it. "As the saying goes, whoever sees it gets a share. Especially with your strength, you may get a share, don't you think?"
The second half of the sentence was spoken by Chang De to the four Nine Tribulations Loose Immortals around him.
"Yes, this fellow Taoist has extraordinary skills. We all admire him."
"I also think that this fellow Taoist should indeed get a share."
At that moment, the four Nine Tribulations Loose Immortals nodded in agreement, looking at Chen Feng with an expression of approval.
Chen Feng smiled, seeming very satisfied.
He looked at the five Nine Tribulations Loose Immortals and said with a smile, "Then what do you think I should get?"
"You each get 20%... No, 30%!" Chang De said with a painful look on his face.
You know, although there are a lot of shadow demon corpses on the mountain of corpses, there are not many left after everyone flew down. If Chen Feng took away 30%, then they will get even less.
But what else could they do? With the strength and violence that Chen Feng had just shown, would they dare not give him a big share
"Thirty percent? Just thirty percent?" Chen Feng laughed, his smile full of sarcasm.
"Why, fellow Daoist, do you think it's too little?" Chang De's face changed, and he looked at Chen Feng with some fear: "40%, at most 40%!"
Chen Feng still shook his head, with more and more mockery in his eyes.
Seeing that Chen Feng was still unsatisfied, the five Nine Tribulations Loose Immortals couldn't help but communicate with each other through telepathy.
After a few breaths, Chang De stepped forward and said loudly to Chen Feng: "Daoyou, we can give you 50% of this mountain of corpses, but you must also do us a small favor!"
"Tell me about it!" Chen Feng said with a smile.
"Please help us kill the two people on the mountain of corpses!" Chang De suddenly turned around and pointed at Meng Long and Chang Fang.
Meng Long and Chang Fang looked at each other, and there was a flash of wanting to laugh but not being able to in their eyes.
Is Chang De really that stupid asshole who asked Chen Feng to kill them
"Hahaha--" a silver bell-like laughter rang out, and Chang Ling, who was protected by Meng Long and Chang Fang behind her, was holding her stomach, laughing so hard that tears were about to come out.
“Puff—”
Following Chang Ling's laughter, Meng Long and Chang Fang finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Chang De's face darkened: "You guys are about to die, what are you laughing about?"
"Of course I'm laughing at you, you idiot!" Before Meng Long and the others could speak, Chen Feng's voice had already sounded: "You asked me to kill my future father-in-law and mother-in-law. Are you tired of living?"
"What?" Chang De opened his mouth wide, obviously shocked by Chen Feng's words.
Father-in-law? Mother-in-law? Could it be that this person knows Meng Long and the others
"Bah, who is your mother-in-law!" Chang Fang put her hands on her hips, pointed at Chen Feng and scolded him loudly. However, her eyes were full of smiles, and it was obvious that she did not blame him much.
"Oh, Xiaofang, young people are in love with each other, so you as their mother should not worry about it." Meng Long suddenly stretched out his hand, put his arm around Changfang's waist, and laughed.
"You bastard, don't take advantage of me!" Chang Fang struggled for a while, but when she couldn't get free, she let Meng Long hold her.
This life and death experience made her think clearly. It was good to have a man who was willing to live and die with her.
Seeing Meng Long and his companions flirting with each other, Chang De and the other cultivators' faces darkened to the bottom.
Unexpectedly, that violent and powerful boy not only knew Meng Long and the others, but also had such a complicated relationship with them. This time, they really hit the nail on the head.
"My fellow Taoist, this time, I, Chang De, admit defeat." Chang De sighed and clasped his fists towards Chen Feng: "We will leave now! Sorry for the offense!"
As he said this, Changde made a move to leave. The others saw him and hurried to follow him.
Facing Chen Feng, even if they were Nine Tribulations Loose Immortals, they would never dare to be his enemy.
"Wait!" Chen Feng suddenly shouted coldly.
The monks paused, smiled wryly, and turned around.
"Do you have any other instructions, fellow Daoist?" Chang De clasped his fists towards Chen Feng and asked in a muffled voice.
"You came here with such a threatening attitude just now and wanted to kill my future father-in-law and mother-in-law, and now you just leave as if nothing happened?" Chen Feng's eyes turned cold.
"What do you want, fellow Daoist?" Upon hearing Chen Feng say this, the expressions on the faces of the cultivators became grim.
Obviously, Chen Feng didn't want to let them leave like this.
"I don't want anything, but you just relied on your numbers to bully my father-in-law and mother-in-law. Now it's important to let them calm down, right?" Chen Feng sneered, with murderous intent spreading from him.
As long as Chang Fang and Meng Long speak up, Chen Feng will not hold back.
"Meng Long, I have no grudge against you. You won't do anything extreme, will you?" Chang De frowned and looked at Meng Long and said.
"Hey, where's the prestige you had just now?" Meng Long said with a proud look on his face, "Changde, I don't want to kill you either. Give yourself a hundred slaps, and I'll let you go!"
"What?" Chang De was furious when he heard this: "You want me to slap myself?"
It was fine for those cultivators who were not even immortals, but for him, a dignified nine-tribulation immortal, to slap himself in the face was simply a great shame and humiliation!
"Why, do you want me to do it myself?" Chen Feng glanced at him and said coldly.
Feeling the murderous intent coming towards him, Chang De's expression changed continuously.
Struggle, humiliation, regret, unwillingness...
Finally, he sighed dejectedly: "Okay, I'll fight!"
Although it was humiliating to slap himself in the face, he really did not have any courage to face Chen Feng, even though they had five Nine Tribulations Loose Immortals.
Then, there was a series of crackling sounds, and Chang De opened his hands to the left and right and started fanning violently.
When the others saw that Changde had started fighting, they also gritted their teeth and started to fan him wildly.
For a while, the crackling sound was endless, and it was extremely lively.
"Meng Long, wait! For today's humiliation, I, Chang De, will repay you double!" Chang De thought maliciously while whipping himself.
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