Chapter Eighty-Three: Murder
Feng Zi looked at Boomer's figure with burning eyes, he hadn't seen each other for three years, and he had been farming monsters in the dark demon world, whenever he felt lonely, the memories of looking for the Dragon Balls with Boomer would all come to his mind, and he never got tired of missing it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Boomer and Feng Zi glanced at each other, and their bodies were shocked.
Feng Zi's eyes are full of Booma's delicate beauty like a hundred flowers blooming, and his body and mind are immersed in a warm breath like the rising sun, he is a set of cold data, but I don't know when, he has his own thinking consciousness, and he came to this very different world. Feng Zi didn't know what words to use to describe his feelings, this was the first time he felt that life was so beautiful and so attached.
In the deepest part of my heart, at the bottom, a little inexplicable touch is slowly poking my head out, a little bit, a little bit, a feeling, both strange and familiar, what is that? What is it? Oh! Feng Zi finally remembered, that kind of touch was the dying concern when he fought desperately with Asura, perhaps, that was Feng Zi's own ...... Emotion!.
"Feng Zi, you hateful fellow, you're finally back!" Boomer was unusual, his soft and melodious voice was like a breeze gently blowing across the water, rippling ripples, full of joy and tenderness of other meanings.
Feng Zi smiled and said, "Boomer, go cook for me!" The slow, low voice was firm and powerful, excited and affectionate, carrying a strong and powerful strong backbone, revealing endless strength.
"You're still the same, huh. Boomer laughed. Feng Zi is back, almost everyone feels the charm brought by Feng Zi, when a person is in a Jedi, he always hopes that someone will come to rescue you, and this person is the spiritual pillar, in the minds of Boomer and others, this person's name is...... Wind Purple!
At this time, Shan Bolin got up from the ground in embarrassment, and said hatefully: "Bastard, who are you!" His expression was extremely hideous, and it was not an exaggeration to describe Feng Zi in front of him by gritting his teeth.
"The one who wants your life!" Feng Zi frowned, disgusted for no reason, so he replied coldly.
Shan Bolin's face changed, his eyes were bloodshot, like a devil, and he said hoarsely: "Bastard, you have angered me!" After finishing speaking, a layer of bloody murderous aura filled his body, making people feel the suffocation of oppression.
"Come on! I've seen a lot of mobs like you. Feng Zi snorted coldly and said with a slight disdain. Shan Bolin, who had a bad temper, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed towards Feng Zi like a whirlwind, kicking off the prelude to the battle.
Almost in a flash of light and shadow, Shan Bolin's fist blasted towards Feng Zi with lightning speed. Feng Zi's eyes burst out with a touch of ferocity, a playful smile hung on the corner of his mouth, he raised his hand roughly, and a straight fist struck out like lightning.
A hurricane-like shock wave centered on the two of them, rolling up the dirt and grass residue on the ground, and violently swept away in all directions, and Feng Zi's hair was blown outward by the fierce wind, and his clothes were also swaying wildly against his body, and suddenly, Feng Zi's fist burst out with azure electric light, and a surging force suddenly surged towards Shan Bolin.
Shan Bolin felt that his arm lost sensation for a moment, and then, at the moment when his fists intersected, a terrifying force spread through his arm throughout his body.
The hurricane rushed straight out more than a dozen meters before it stopped the momentum, along with this shock wave. A large area of clean ground was swept around the two of them, however, Shan Bolin, who was still murderous just now, "Whew!" His body was like a cannonball after only a second of confrontation, and then he was knocked out. flew upside down more than ten meters away, and finally slammed into the wall of the low turtle fairy house behind him.
The dust was flying, and Shan Bolin lay in the miscellaneous woodblock remnants, spitting out a mouthful of blood, but he was fatally hit!
Feng Zi smiled coldly and slowly walked towards Shan Bolin. As the light of his eyes gradually became more and more refined, the fierce momentum on Feng Zi's body violently swept the surrounding sawdust, tumbling and rolling, wandering and agitating.
Feng Zi's face was unusually calm, but those eyes emitted a strange blood light, coupled with Feng Zi's waist-length hair dancing wildly in the back of his head, making him look like a ghost, fierce and fierce.
"...... you" Shan Bolin's eyes widened, and he looked at Feng Zi standing in front of him in horror, and he actually felt the same fear as in front of the Great Demon King of Vic.
Feng Zi smiled and said: "The weak don't deserve sympathy, let me send you to hell, blame!" After speaking, Feng Zi's fist fell violently, and the air around him exploded violently, and the energy that burst out shot like an arrow, making a sharp sound of breaking the air, and smashed directly into Shan Bolin's chest, with a terrible scream, Shan Bolin's chest was pierced by a punch, blood splashed everywhere, and it was a terrifying picture.
The first time to kill someone! Feng Zi smiled, he clearly remembered that when Boomer asked him, what else would he do besides fighting monsters? I would still kill people......
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