Qin Dong had a good impression of Feng Lang, smiled slightly and said, "Brother Feng, what do you have to say?"
Feng Lang hated Richen even more than Qin Dong, but he was too clear about the power and methods of Riyao Pavilion and didn't want Qin Dong to act impulsively and provoke Riyao Pavilion, a powerful enemy. It is said that a tiger cannot fight against a pack of wolves. No matter how high Qin Dong's cultivation level is, it is still a one-person effort, which is too weak compared to the Sun Yao Pavilion with thousands of disciples.
"Senior, I think the lesson he received this morning is enough. I forgive him that he will never dare to be so domineering again in the future and must restrain himself. As for his life, let him stay for now."
"Brother, why do you want to plead for such a vicious thief? He was the one who almost killed Uncle Quan in the first place!" Feng Yong said angrily, all over Feng Lang pleading for Ri Chen.
Feng Lang frowned. His sister was too naive, how could she possibly understand his intentions? In front of Qin Dong, some words were difficult to explain, so he just sighed and pretended not to have heard Feng Yong's words. [
Feng Lang's attitude made Feng Yong even more angry, and she shouted urgently, "Do you really want to watch Sister Pang Xiu being forced to death by this bad guy?"
"Yong'er!" Hearing Feng Yong say these words, Feng Lang's face suddenly darkened, and a deep sorrow and anger surged deep in his eyes like a violent storm.
Qin Dong didn't know who Feng Yong was talking about Pang Xiu, but it was easy to tell from Feng Lang's expression that the relationship between Pang Xiu and Feng Lang was probably very unusual.
"Brother, you..."
Feng Yong wanted to say more, but Feng Lang interrupted him by shouting, "Shut up!"
Feng Lang had probably never spoken to Feng Yong in such a tone. Feng Yong's pretty face instantly turned pale, and the tears in her eyes were spinning uncontrollably, as if they were about to fall off at any moment. Out of the eyes.
"Okay! Okay!! I don't care, you can do whatever you want!" Feng Yong was furious and turned around and ran away with tears in her eyes.
Feng Lang's expression was obviously anxious, and he opened his mouth to call Feng Yong back, but in the end, he only let out a sigh.
"Master Feng, Miss Yong'er..." Long Quan looked worried.
Feng Lang shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Let her go."
Qin Dong frowned, looked at Feng Lang and asked, "Do you really want me to let him go? I think you should know the principle of killing a snake instead of suffering its consequences."
Feng Lang smiled bitterly, cupped his fists at Qin Dong and said, "Senior, please spare his life for Feng Lang's sake."
"If you are worried that Sun Yao Pavilion will take revenge on me for this matter, there is no need at all! The small Sun Yao Pavilion can't do anything to me." Qin Dong understood Feng Lang's intention and said.
The realms that Feng Lang and Qin Dong were in were so far apart that it was impossible for them to have the same way of thinking. Qin Dong's truth, to Feng Lang's ears, sounded like words of comfort to him and he didn't take it seriously.
Seeing Feng Lang's expression, Qin Dong shook his head slightly, turned to look at Richen, and said coldly, "For the sake of Master Feng, I will spare your life today! Don't let me see you a second time." , Otherwise, you will die!" After saying that, Qin Dong shook his hand and threw Richen far away.
After Richen landed, he hurriedly climbed up, not even daring to look at Qin Dong, turned around and fled away.
"Thank you, Master, for not killing me!" The two fourth-level monks helped each other to Qin Dong and knelt down at the same time to thank him.
Qin Dong glanced at the two of them and said, "You two have good cultivation. Following such a master is like a pearl casting a shadow on you. I advise you two to think carefully about it after you go back. Where to go depends on you!"