Chapter Ninety-Eight: Meeting in Kyoto!
Lang Lang Qiankun, Qin Feng walked alone in a jungle, this was a forest behind a continuous mountain, Qin Feng did not have a strand on his body, and he had a grimace mask on his face.
In front of Qin Feng, there was an old man standing in the void, his whole body sloppy, as if he was fluttering with the direction of the wind.
"Have you really decided? It is not a wise choice to enter the Futu Tower now, the last time you barely broke through the fourth-level Futu and forcibly suppressed the power of the master's heart mantra, and now you say that you want to break through the seventh-level? are you okay with your brain?" the old beggar rubbed the mustache on his chin with his right hand, staring at Qin Feng's grimace mask and said worriedly.
Qin Feng's eyes were firm, he didn't speak, and his steps rose and fell steadily.
"Hey, forget it, since this is your decision, I respect your choice, I hope you don't die here!" The old beggar sighed helplessly, he still had some understanding of Qin Feng's temperament, and knew that this kid's temper was as strong as that of a cow.
Once decided, they rushed forward desperately, and the tragedy of the Char family was the best embodiment.
In an open space deep in the woods that the two of them walked to, the old beggar originally wanted to persuade a few more words, but when he saw Qin Feng's dark eyes, he gave up this idea, and with a wave of his big sleeves, the Futu Tower slowly floated out of Qin Feng's body.
That semi-illusory floating tower, no matter how many times Qin Feng watched it, he felt that it was something in a novel, and it seemed so unreal.
"This time, either the flying dragon is in the sky, or you will never be able to get out again, have you really decided?" the old beggar looked serious.
Qin Feng turned his head to look at the worried look of the old beggar, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and said: "Three into the Futu Tower, I know the danger factor in my own heart, thank you seniors for taking care of me these days, if I really don't go back, please don't tell Jiu Niang!"
The old beggar's face became helpless, although his daughter and this kid are mother and son, but the age difference between the two is only two or three years, it can't be just a simple friendship.
The old beggar, who has lived for nearly a hundred years, how could he not guess what would happen to the beggar Jiuniang and Qin Feng before?
"Don't worry, if your kid really becomes history, I will let those women of yours die!" the old beggar said with an oath, but Qin Feng just sounded very awkward.
"Send me away!"
As Qin Feng's words fell, the old beggar had no choice at all, his hands were sealed, and it took a while to slowly hold up Qin Feng's body, and said with a smile: "Qin Feng, we can be regarded as friends, right?" I hope this is not the last time we will meet, I have already laid an enchantment around us, if you don't go out, this enchantment will not be broken!"
"Old man, I still have something to ask for, those friends I have in H City, G City, Yanjing, and Beijing, I still bother you to take care of them, and when I get out, we will kill them back!" Qin Feng suddenly showed infinite domineering, and a wild posture appeared on Qin Feng's body again.
The old beggar smiled without saying a word, and instead pushed Qin Feng into the Futu Tower.
On some levels, challenging the Futu Tower is challenging Qin Feng himself, how can it be so easy to get out?
But the old beggar has already decided, even if it is not for Qin Feng, just for the beggar Jiuniang, he will take good care of Qin Feng's friends, and those enemies of Qin Feng, the old beggar also knows what his identity is.
"Master, what do you think is the chance that Qin Feng will come out?" Situ Jingling didn't know when she appeared behind the old beggar, and with an indifferent expression, the old beggar seemed to see some worry, smiled and said: "The Futu Pagoda of "Fudo Ming Wang Jue" will not cause death, at most...... It's just a place to sleep!"
When it breaks through, it means when "The King of Fudo" is completed!
On the contrary, this road is also a road to breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, and if the exercises are not completed, they will be trapped here for the rest of their lives.
"Jing Ling, what is the current realm of your "Nine Heavens Xuannu"?"
"Sixth-level floating slaughter!"
"Anyway, you have no possibility of breaking through in a short time, go to the capital, I know that you have wanted to go for a long time!"
Hearing this, Situ Jingling rarely showed a trace of embarrassment, but her language was still indifferent: "Yes, master!"
"I really don't know what kind of evil I have created, can't the people around me escape the palm of this kid?" The old beggar looked at Situ Jingling's back and muttered: "Xingtian, Xingtian, here and now, where are you?" Qin Feng's life and death, do you really care?"
Circle City ......
Xuan Zhengqing, Qingshan Yun and the old pervert of the Bangshi family sat together, as if they were discussing something.
"Zhengqing, even if you don't let me out this time, I have to kill it!" Qingshan Yun's expression was excited, and the case was shocked.
Although Xuan Zhengqing is only Qingshanyun's junior brother, he has an identity that Qingshanyun does not have, at least, in the circle city, Xuan Zhengqing's majesty is more than one grade higher than Qingshanyun.
"Senior brother, it's not that I don't want to let you go, you should know that when you reach our level, how can you casually enter the first realm? This is against the laws of time and space, I can't agree!" Xuan Zhengqing's expression was serious and indifferent, holding a cup of tea in his hand, and said lightly.
"Hmph, do you want to use the adult behind you to suppress me again?" Xuan Zhengqing, thirty years ago, if you hadn't played tricks to suppress the murderers, now the leader of the Second Realm Circle City would not be your turn to be an adult!" Qingshan Yun seemed to remember Xuan Zhengqing's rampant background again, and said in a cold voice.
After all, Aoyama Yun is the proud protégé of the murderer.
Xuan Zhengqing didn't care at all, what Qingshan Yun said was not wrong at all, if it weren't for the suppression thirty years ago, the spokesperson of the current circle city would probably be Qingshan Yun.
"Senior brother, Qin Feng's life and death are not something you can control alone, so let's go back and ask the lord, if he can agree, I will let you go!"
Qingshan Yun snorted coldly, turned around and broke out of the door.
"In this way, I will send the best of the younger generation of the family, I hope to help some!" The old monster took a sip of tea, and his temperament was very gentle.
"Zhengqing thanked Bang Shizu first!"
Hunter Academy ......
"Greedy wolf, have you really decided?" an old man in the office looked at the young man in front of him.
"Soldier" greedy wolf, the most rebellious existence in the history of the Hunter Academy, of course, this is only limited to the younger generation.
"Yes, principal, you don't have to persuade me, Qin Feng's existence means a lot to me, after all, he is my master's son, I may sit idly by!"
"That's it, it's not good for me to influence your decision, but no matter what, you must come back safely, I will keep the position of the hunter instructor for you, if you can bring Qin Feng's kid back too, I won't be stingy!" The old principal suddenly smiled and said, "If Xingtian really hasn't heard from him at a critical moment, he really seems a little cold-blooded, and this time, you may be able to meet your master!"
Master!
The greedy wolf muttered to himself, it seems that the last time he saw his master, it was thirty years ago, right?
It's so nostalgic!
This trip to the capital may make the greedy wolf unforgettable in his life.
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Maybe there are people in other places, after learning of Qin Feng's fall, they are restless and will learn from Kyoto!