Nie Qingcheng looked at Gu Feitian and said coldly, "Mr. Gu, is this trying to kidnap me?" ”

Gu Feitian waved his hand and said, "Although I, Gu someone, am not a gentleman, I won't do such a dirty thing, I just want to ask Nie Dong to talk to him alone." ”

At first glance, Gu Feitian was full of elegance and gentlemanly style, but as soon as these words came out, Nie Tingcheng wanted to vomit a little, and he could say such shameless words.

"Do it!"

Seeing that Nie Qingcheng had no intention of giving in, Gu Feitian waved his hand, and the four black-clothed people immediately approached.

Rumble!

As if it had been hit by a cannonball, the door turned into fragments, and a sharp silver light flew out, reaching out to touch the black-clothed man in Nie Chengcheng.

It was a dragon-shaped dagger stuck in the neck of the man in black, and the terrifying force directly knocked the man in black away, nailing him to the wall.

In the old ghost's office, there was not much hair, but recently due to the development of Long Teng, he has too many things to do, almost forgetting to sleep and eating, making less hair, and the top of his head has become a Mediterranean.

The assistant knocked on the door and came in, "President, Minister Jin wants to see you." ”

Before the old ghost could answer, Jin Xiang had already twisted his waist and walked in with a spring breeze on his face, and the old ghost frowned slightly and said to the assistant: "You go out first." ”

After the assistant left, the old ghost said with a stiff smile on his face, "Is there anything wrong with Minister Jin?" ”

Jin Xiang didn't need the old ghost's invitation, so he took the initiative to sit on the sofa next to him and said, "I came today to make a deal with you." ”

"Oh, I don't know what Minister Jin wants to do with me?" The old ghost raised his eyebrows.

"Now I believe that you know the value of Longteng Enterprise better than anyone else, this is obviously the country you have beaten down, why can't you be your own master, but want to be someone else's minion?" Jin Xiang said with a smile.

The old ghost's face became gloomy, and he said, "What does Minister Jin mean by this?" ”

"There's no need to be angry, I just want to give you a chance to turn over and be the master." Jin Xiang smiled coquettishly.

"What if I don't say yes?" The old ghost snorted coldly.

"Maybe you don't have the right not to say yes."

With a wave of Jin Xiang's hand, the door was pushed open, and four black-clothed people shrouded in black robes walked in.

Something big happened, something big happened, Xiao Qin'er, the daughter of the Xiao Group, disappeared, and then Nie Tingcheng, the founder of Allure International, also disappeared.

If you want to ask who the most outstanding women in Huhai are, there is no doubt that these two women are not only beautiful and captivating, but also have countless wealth.

And it is rumored that they all have the same identity, the woman of Yanfeng, the prince of Huhai.

A woman not only has beauty and wealth, but also has power in her hands, and there may not be many such women in the world.

However, they disappeared at the same time!

Now Huhai is Yan Feng's back garden, and his woman is missing, is this to turn Huhai over again?

Soon, another exciting news came out, and the president of Longteng Enterprise was also missing.

Longteng Enterprise can be said to have created a legend, a myth, and the value brought by it shocked the whole world, it can be said that Longteng Enterprise is an empire at all, but now the head of the empire is missing.

At this time, it was a period of substantial development of Longteng enterprises, and the president was missing, and there is no doubt that this is definitely not a good thing for Longteng.

I don't know how many people are staring at this piece of fat, but the owner of this piece of fat suddenly disappeared, isn't this intended to give the fat to others for nothing?

All of a sudden, Huhai was in chaos, and the Xiao family and the Qian family were like crazy, sending a large number of people, which was simply a posture of turning over Huhai and finding people.

After the news of the three of them missing together spread, people who knew a little bit about the inside story immediately concluded that someone was definitely targeting Yan Feng.

The seizure of his woman and the kidnapping of his housekeeper are to put him to death?

Almost everyone's first reaction was that Hua Qingfeng was going to make a move, otherwise, no one would have such a big hatred with Yan Feng, and no one would have such a big hand.

Yan Feng was in danger in Huajing, and there was already a lot of heat that was not very good for him, and now he was directly sentenced to death.

Even if he can escape from Huajing this time, what can he do? The old family nest has been by people, what else do you use to fight with others?

Hwasukyo, Shura Field!

Yan Feng walked in the wilderness covered in blood, his body was scarred, many wounds could see bones, his face was pale, and his lips were black.

Before the Shuluo field, these wounds of his would definitely heal automatically, but since he was able to control the immortal blood of the true dragon in his body, he forcibly ignored these wounds.

He has already broken through the seven layers of the Shura Field, and there are still two layers, one layer is more dangerous than the first, he wants to store the true dragon immortal blood in his body, so as to maintain enough combat power!

Finally reached the eighth floor, Yan Feng sat on the ground with his buttocks, touching the wound on his thigh, grinning in pain, and couldn't help but scold loudly: "Damn, these bastards, they are also masters, and they actually came to Yin with Lao Tzu." ”

Although the first seven floors were passed safely, Yan Feng did not feel relaxed at all.

The first three layers are good to say, just some organs or something, you only need to be strong enough, your brain is flexible, and it's not too difficult to get through guò.

At the fourth layer, there were a large number of masters joining forces to ambush, and the worst strength was also the innate level, and the stronger the last ambusher, the stronger it was, and when it reached the seventh layer, there were actually thirteen masters at the grandmaster level.

It is very difficult to come to so many masters in one breath, but what is perverted is that it is not a fair duel, but thirteen masters join forces to assassinate, and the means are all used.

What made Yan Feng even more angry and wanted to scold his mother was that if he wanted to pass through the seventh layer, he had to capture all the masters and not hurt them in the slightest.

Isn't this a pit man? People don't want to kill themselves, but they can't hurt others in the slightest, is there such a fucking thing?

There was another thing that almost made Yan Feng crazy, and he finally caught one, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the other twelve masters secretly rescued people again, and caught one person and saved another.

Yan Feng felt that he was too powerful, and he was not driven crazy, but he was still able to pass it.

Feeling that his body was almost restored, he strode towards the eighth floor, he had been here for half a month, Hua Qingfeng couldn't miss such a good opportunity, I don't know what the situation was outside, but it would definitely not be any better.

The eighth floor is an incomparably empty house, could it be that there is a peerless master here, and he must be defeated in order to get through?

I saw a short old man walk out with a smile, looked at Yan Feng and shouted, "Kid is good, no one has been here for a long time." ”

The old man's voice was like a duck exchange, but Yan Feng didn't dare to be the slightest slack, his strength filled his body, and he said coldly: "Let's do it, I'm in a hurry." ”

The old man waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I don't have to fight this level, I just need you to sleep, if you can still wake up, even if you pass Guò." ”

"Enough sleep?"

Yan Feng was stunned, is there such a good thing in the world?

The first few levels were more dangerous than the other, and when they reached this level, they just slept for a while, Yan Feng didn't believe it, and pouted: "Ya, you lied to people, right?" Sue you, young master Ben, I am fine, so I won't fall for you, hurry up, otherwise I will do it first, and then you don't say that I don't know how to respect the old and love the young, and bully the old man. ”

The old man said with some annoyance: "I said that if you don't fight, you don't need to fight, even if you take a medicine from my grandson, you won." ”

After speaking, he took out a small red pill from his pocket, exuding an intoxicating aroma, which looked like the legendary elixir.

"Damn, you damn short old man, you can't beat Young Master Ben, so you want to drug Young Master Ben?" Yan Feng jumped to his feet and scolded.

The old man's face suddenly darkened, and he scolded: "Ignorant child, really ignorant child, if my grandson Wuming wants to drug you, do I still need to notify you?" ”

"Uh, Sun Wulife? Are you a poisonous idiot? Yan Feng jumped away all of a sudden, his face full of vigilance.

"Hey, even if you kid still has a little knowledge, you actually know the name of Lao Sun." The old man's children and grandchildren smiled with satisfaction.

Sun Jianai is the descendant of Sun Simiao, the king of medicine, whose name is passed down in China, and was the only medical family that can be as famous as Shennong Valley.

But it's a pity that nearly a hundred years ago, the Sun family was raided by the Demon Sect and wiped out overnight, and only one child survived, which is the current Sun Wusheng.

Although Sun Wuming survived, the blood feud at home made him go on an evil path, and he had peerless medical skills, but he didn't want to hang the pot to help the world, but instead single-mindedly invaded the poisonous way for decades, and it has reached the point of being intoxicated, so he was called a drug idiot.

"Senior Sun, you haven't drugged me yet, have you?"

Yan Feng was about to cry, it was said that Sun Wuming's poison technique had reached the pinnacle, and several grandmasters had died under his poison before they could get close to Sun Wuming.

"What are you afraid of? Or is it the apprentice of the old ghost Yun, if I want to poison you, can you hide from it? Sun Wuming said angrily.

"Hey, do you know my master?"

"Hmph, there was a fight." Sun Wuming said angrily.

Yan Feng's face suddenly darkened, and he knew that he must have lost the fight by looking at Sun Wusheng's expression, and he couldn't help but want to scold in his heart, damn old ghost, why are there people who have had a holiday with you everywhere?

"Hurry up and take the medicine, Lao Tzu still stews a pot of soup at home, if you don't eat it, Lao Tzu will do it himself." Sun Wuming glared.

Yan Feng gritted his teeth, stepped forward and snatched the small pill and stuffed it into his mouth, it was fragrant and crispy, and the taste was not bad, and said, "The taste is good, is there anything else?" Give me another half catty, and I'll take it back to play? ”

With Sun Wu's lifeless means, even if he didn't eat it, he would have a way to put the medicine in his mouth.

"Hehe, let's talk about it when you wake up." Sun Wuming said with a cheap smile.

Yan Feng felt a little bad and said, "What are you giving me to eat?" ”

"Reincarnation Pill."

Reincarnation Pill? What's that?

Yan Feng suddenly found that the scene in front of him had changed, he was standing in the small courtyard of a house, and every thing in the small courtyard was extremely familiar to him, and he had been appearing in his dreams for twelve years.