Miao Junfeng has time to spend here, but the person who hides does not have this time to waste.

Once a strong person notices the situation here, then this ambush will be considered a failure.

Originally, there was nothing to fail, but who let Sun Cong say too much. Miao Junfeng guessed that it was one thing, and he admitted it was another. On the basis of guessing, he admitted that it was an ironclad fact.

Even if there is no proof of death, but with Miao Junfeng's demonic talent, it is not difficult to ensure that he will not settle accounts in the future.

The dormant killer began to hate in his heart, thinking that even if you knew you were going to die, you wouldn't leave such a big hidden danger.

"Huh? Be there! That's it! ”

The depth of Miao Junfeng's spiritual power cannot be measured by the yardstick of this world. The style god that can only be controlled by civil and martial artists in the Wang Realm, he can control it in the Star Realm.

The fluctuations in the killer's mood had a slight effect on his mental power, but it was this weak influence that caused his mental power to fluctuate slightly for a short time.

"Here's your chance!" The killer keenly catches an opportunity.

A figure like black lightning rushed towards Miao Junfeng from the northwest corner.

In his hand there is a pitch-black dagger, whether it is the material or the grade, this dagger can be said to be the best of the best.

Especially the dagger that I don't know how much blood I have seen, it is even more sharp and evil at this time.

"The two-day talisman, the dark attribute. The killer himself is at least an existence in the two-day realm. Dai Long really looks up to me, so powerful! ”

Miao Junfeng can't be sure of the killer's own cultivation, but he can see through it at a glance for the talisman. From this and that, the strength of the killer has already been roughly guessed in his mind.

"Huangquan Fan, it's up to you!"

Miao Junfeng's heart moved, and the Huangquan fan appeared out of thin air, and it was a fan in the direction that the killer rushed from.

The cool wind blew, and the killer suddenly felt that his body had become very light, and the faces of the past appeared in front of his eyes.

The faces were cold, but the gaze that everyone looked at them was the same.

They laughed, revealing their white teeth, and then opened their bloody mouths, revealing their long, bright red tongues.

The faces in front of him were not people, but ghosts, souls seeking their lives, all the people he had ever assassinated.

"Liberated, my days are finally liberated!"

There was a "ding" sound, and the dagger fell to the ground first.

The killer's body did not fall, and it was eaten directly in mid-air by countless unjust souls.

Miao Junfeng watched this process, he did not stop it, but for the first time clearly felt that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and it is true that the soul of the wronged soul is a real thing.

"Thank you!"

One by one, the unjust souls lined up in a neat line, and thanked Miao Junfeng in unison.

The white shadows of "swish" were one after another, and the unjust souls left very suddenly, just like when they came.

Miao Junfeng put away the Huangquan fan, and suddenly there was a touch of sourness in his heart. He didn't feel anything about the killer's death, but Sun Cong's death himself felt sad for him.

"Dai Long, since you have made a move, it means that you and I have become real enemies from this moment on. I have never been soft on my enemies; I have always eradicated the enemy.

You have to wait for me, I won't be stupid enough to come to the door now. But the interest still has to be charged a little.

Come on! Thunder! Let the thunderbolt come harder! ”

"Boom" thunder rang out.

"Click" lightning flashed.

Hundreds of lightning bolts poured down from the sky, sweeping everything on the ground.

The thunderclouds are getting lighter and lighter, and the dark sky is beginning to brighten up little by little. When the bright sky shone on the earth again, Miao Junfeng's figure was long gone, and the manor was gone.

The breeze blows, taking away a cloud of dust, leaving only a legend of a handsome wind here.

A quarter of an hour later, in the City Lord's Mansion of Southern Xuanwu City, Dai Long sat on the Taishi chair in the study with an iron face.

In front of him, there was another killer who knelt down to assassinate, and the killer at this time still had the appearance of a killer. In the face of Dai Long's powerful coercion, he has long since become a submissive sheep.

"Good, good, Sun Cong and Hei Yi died very well. I will not let you die in vain, and in the near future I will use his head to honor your souls!

Go down! If the young lord asks, you will say that you don't know. ”

"Yes, sir. The subordinates retired. Hei Er retreated respectfully as if he was about to be amnesty.

Dai Long sat on the Taishi's chair, and the expression on his face became solemn.

In front of his subordinates, the momentum must not be weak, knowing that the plan will fail and there will be big trouble in the later stage, but he must still be calm and give his subordinates confidence.

Miao Junfeng's matter can't be good, and he already knows that he sent someone to find his bad luck and want to assassinate him.

Maybe he was really Hongfu Qitian, and he actually saw his serial killing game and easily broke the game.

But Hei Er is describing that he killed Hei for a while, and the words seem to be a little vague! This was something he hadn't done before. Could it be that he missed this scene, or did he leave without waiting for Hei Yi to be killed?

Miao Junfeng is a martial artist's business, and he already knows it. can not be chaotic in the face of danger and kill the black one, which is not something that a student who has just been admitted to the hospital can do.

"Miao Junfeng, originally I didn't mean anything to you. I didn't expect you to be so interested in me now. I seem to be forgetting this feeling if it doesn't come up again.

Just because my son is inferior to you doesn't mean I'm inferior to you. Do you think you're safe next? If I want to kill you, do you need to wait for the right time?

Let's make you happy for a few days! When the finals of the House Contest begin, that's when I'll harvest you. I will definitely study you well, and I will never treat you badly. ”

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, Hei Er, who had exited the study, was passing through the backyard and preparing to return to the front yard, Tang Xiaolong intercepted him and asked, "Hei Er, how are things going?" ”

"Back to the young mansion master, I don't know what you're talking about?"

"Hei Er, do you really think that I don't know that my father sent you and Hei Yi to assassinate Miao Junfeng? You must know that in the future, this Southern Xuanwu Mansion will be mine. ”

"Young Mansion Lord, I really don't know what you're talking about. If anything, do you think I'll hide it from you? I still want to continue to live a glorious and rich life! ”

"Yes, there you go! If there's any news, remember to let me know as soon as possible. ”

"Yes, Young Mansion. The subordinate retired. ”

Hei Er bowed down and slowly walked out of Tang Xiaolong's line of sight.

"The lord of the mansion is a dragon, how can the young lord of the mansion be a worm? Compared with Miao Junfeng, he is really far behind! Not even a shred of self-knowledge.

If the future Southern Xuanwu Mansion is in his hands, it will be finished sooner or later.

Preparing for a rainy day is like digging a well in the face of hunger, and it seems that I have to plan ahead. Although glory and wealth are good, how can they have their own life? ”