Han Feng has been very uncalm recently, and he was very unhappy when he learned from his subordinates that Lin Yang had not been killed by Xue Qianhiro's ninja army. After venting fiercely on Liu Ling, he entered his study.

"Notes of the Dead" lay quietly on the desk, exuding a cold luster in the dim light. It is not only a very awesome magic weapon, but also a medium of communication between Han Feng and the master Red.

Han Feng patted the dust on the table, and could see that his heart was very irritable, Yuan Tiantian, the girl he had always favored, seemed to have some secret feelings for Lin Yang, and Zhao Xinyu, the first object of his assassination, was also well protected by Lin Yang.

And this time he cooperated with Xue Qianxun to get rid of Lin Yang, the common enemy in their eyes, and he also suffered heavy losses. Not to mention that his intimate assistant Nigga was killed, and the ninja army brought by Xue Chihiro was almost wiped out.

Is he really that powerful? Han Feng rubbed his forehead, sat on the chair a little decadently, and sighed weakly, Master, I don't know when you will be able to recover your strength and come to the world.

The Nine Yin Treasure Body also did not fall, and it was impossible for Han Feng to cultivate his magic power in a short period of time, so he could only think that if Red could recover his strength, it would be good if he could directly raise him to the realm of demon spirits.

That's almost comparable to the strength of cultivators in the early stage of gathering spirits. Han Feng sighed slightly, flipped through the "Notes of the Dead", and felt that the treasure that was regarded as a treasure by the Demon Realm was nothing more than that.

Suddenly, a gray blue light flashed on the title page of "Notes of the Dead", and a line of words gradually appeared on it, "Little thing, did I find what I wanted you to find?" It doesn't matter if you feel bad, I made a particularly fun toy in hell, you should pay attention to it. ”

"I've been looking for Xi Fengzhu, and I'll have eyebrows soon. Master, how long do you have to regain your strength? Han Feng also quickly picked up a special fountain pen and quickly wrote down a line of words.

"It's coming, it's coming." The handwriting on the back is getting lighter and fainter, and it is gradually becoming unclear. Han Feng knew that it must be Red's magic that was not enough to support it. It's like a phone card, when you run out of money, you can't communicate anymore.

Han Feng closed the "Notes of the Dead" and felt a little better in his heart. Red is a real god, you Lin Yang is awesome, in front of death, like an ant, he can kill you in minutes.

However, Han Feng wanted to kill Lin Yang by himself, that would give him a sense of accomplishment. And as long as Red comes up, Han Feng can quickly become a super master.

By the way, the owner said to send me a fun toy. According to Han Feng's understanding of Red, this "toy" must be extraordinary, and it may not be a super awesome weapon.

Thinking of this, a sneer appeared on the corner of Han Feng's mouth, I, Han Feng, am a servant of God after all, Lin Yang, you are just a mortal with good shit luck, how can you be my opponent?

"What's the wind?" Han Feng got up and wanted to tighten the curtains, but he felt that the whole room was dark, and when he turned around, there was already one more person in the room.

Han Feng immediately condensed a magic bomb, powerful enough to make ordinary masters stunned on the spot, and shouted in a low voice, "Who are you?" ”

The figure was dressed in a shabby denim jacket, his hair was disheveled and his face was obscured, his figure was a little thin, as if he had been malnourished for a long time, and most notably, he was barefoot.

"Huh." The figure could be distinguished by laughter, it should be a middle-aged man, but the voice sounded very terrifying, as if there was a knower hidden in his throat.

"You're Han Feng?" The strange man's figure had already appeared in front of Han Feng in the next second, and he asked in a low voice.

"How is it?" The strange man's long hair covered his face, and his voice was extremely eerie, which had already made Han Feng lose his patience, and the magic bomb in his hand quickly slapped towards the strange man's chest.

"Stupid, like you're doing it with me!" The strange man didn't move, opened his mouth and sucked it, and the magic bomb that was enough to kill the average master was directly sucked into his mouth, like a puff of cigarette.

"The magic is so weak, no wonder Rhett's old immortal called me up." The strange man moved his neck, clicked, and his hair instantly shortened a lot, revealing a fair, sickly face, but extremely handsome. "Wouldn't that feel better?"

Han Feng instantly understood that the boundless man in front of him was the toy in the master's mouth. But Han Feng definitely wouldn't despise this man, and bowed respectfully, "Han Feng has seen adults. ”

"Kid is so hypocritical? I'm just a toy that Rhett made out of boredom. You can call me Ben. The strange man said unceremoniously to Han Feng. He seems to be dismissive of worldly etiquette.

"Don't dare. Everywhere is the strength of the respect. Lord Ben's strength is so strong, Han Feng is willing to listen to your teachings. Han Feng said very respectfully. But he cursed secretly in his heart, the owner didn't know which garbage heap to find such a monster, covered in this smell, almost smoked to death.

Ben's feet moved habitually, and there was a sour taste, Han Feng was about to lose his breath, Ben was less than a centimeter away from him, and he didn't leave, so he had to endure it with a bitter face.

"But your heart is scolding me, I can see it." Ben grabbed a handful of messy hair, wiped a handful on Han Feng's Armani shirt, and said, "It's all your own people, why pretend to be pure?" ”

Han Feng quietly wiped his cold sweat, if ordinary people pretended to be so forced, Han Feng would have killed him with a magic bomb a long time ago. But the strength of this monster in front of him was very strong, and Han Feng had to make a look of sincere fear, "No, Lord Ben, you must have misunderstood me." It's too late for me to be happy that you've come to me! ”

"Forget it." Ben obviously didn't want to dwell on this issue, waved his hand, finally took a step back, and looked out the window lightly with his hands behind his back.

Han Feng quietly took a few deep breaths, patted out the sour taste in his lungs, forcibly endured the feeling of vomiting, stood behind Ben respectfully, and said, "I don't know why the adults came?" ”

Ben looked at the pale blue sky, his blue eyes flashed with a kind of confusion, and said, "It's just an order from the old immortal." Chang'an will soon have a strange treasure, and Rhett is determined to get it. ”

"Strange treasure, what strange treasure?" Han Feng couldn't help but ask. He has been staying in Chang'an all the time, why hasn't he heard of it at all. Suddenly, there was a sense of shame in my heart that had been blinded. The master never mentioned this matter, and it seems that he still doesn't trust him enough.

"You're wrong about Red." Ben said lightly, "The colorful ghost was only sensed by Red in the past two days, and it is normal for you not to know." ”

Han Feng was shocked again, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore, for fear that Ben would spy on his thoughts again. He is a Virgo who strives for perfection and wants everything to be in his calculations and control, and Ben's presence gives him a sense of panic.

When Han Feng learned about the power of the colorful ghosts, he couldn't help but secretly exhale. Fortunately, Rhett sent a cow man, otherwise if this treasure was taken by Lin Yang, wouldn't it be like a tiger with wings again?

Thinking of this, Han Feng's eyes flashed with a bright light, and he suddenly had a way to deal with Lin Yang in his heart, coughed lightly, and said, "Lord Ben, don't look at Chang'an, it's not big, but it's an absolute Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger." I'm afraid that this Colorful Exquisite Pill is not so easy to take, one of the cultivators named Lin Yang likes to keep the treasures of the world as his own, and he will definitely make a move this time. ”

Ben smiled slightly, with an extremely strong confidence, and said, "I understand your thoughts, but, I can tell you that I sensed that no one in Chang'an is my opponent." I will definitely bring it back. ”

"That's good." Han Feng nodded lightly and said with a smile, "Lord Ben, please, there is a vacant room outside, you can take a good rest first." ”

Ben nodded, followed Han Feng out of the room, and saw Liu Ling coming out of the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe, her eyes lit up, and her footsteps seemed to be a little unable to move.

Han Feng smiled slightly, pulled Liu Ling over, and said, "Go ahead, serve Lord Ben to take a bath." ”

Liu Ling wanted to refuse, but Ben was picked up at once, put it on his shoulder, kicked open the door and walked in, and soon Liu Ling's miserable screams sounded, but Han Feng in the living room turned on the stereo, holding half a glass of red wine in his hand, shaking the scarlet liquid like blood!

ps: This chapter is a little late, so I will definitely update it early next time. Don't forget to throw flowers to Lao Liu.