Seeing that Boss Wang fell to the ground, the group of strong men who came with him couldn't help but be stunned, and they all showed a look of horror.

No one expected this stinky boy to have such a strong strength.

One of them pointed at He Ji and shouted, "You dare to touch the people of our 'Sifang Pavilion'!?

When He Ji heard that they had misunderstood, he hurriedly shook his head and explained: "It's not me! It's not me!"

They naturally didn't believe it, but Boss Wang, the master of the "Fighting Spirit Realm", was easily planted in He Ji's hands, how could they dare to do it.

They scolded hatefully for a while, and threw a sentence of "You wait!" to He Ji with great momentum, and they lifted the unconscious Boss Wang and left like a gust of wind.

When He Ji saw the catastrophe, he couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart, and the villagers were even more worried and afraid, and many people complained that He Ji didn't dare to provoke the people of the "Sifang Pavilion".

He Ji persuaded for a while, and then returned home with a bitter face.

Feng Buqian was lying on the bench in the courtyard with Erlang's legs crossed, and He Ji stood in front of him, his eyes flashed, and he opened his mouth to ask, "Brother Feng...... Just now, you helped me, right!?"

Feng Buyao smiled, opened one eye and looked at He Ji: "You're not stupid." ”

Seeing him admit it, He Ji knew that he had guessed well, and at the same time he couldn't help but sigh in shock, and said with a wry smile: "It seems that Brother Feng is really a master who is deeply hidden." It stands to reason that I should have thanked you for your help, but you really shouldn't......"

Feng Buqian shook his head and interrupted He Ji's words: "You misunderstood, I didn't help you, I just didn't like the fat man." ”

He Ji was stunned when he heard this, and then sighed: "...... Then do you know that the fat man is a member of the 'Sifang Pavilion'!"

"Yes. Feng Buqian smiled lightly, "So what!?"

He Ji's face trembled, and he couldn't help but be dissatisfied with Feng Buyao's indifferent madness, and said in a deep voice: "Since you know that he is a member of the 'Sifang Pavilion', why do you still want to make a move!? Now that he has been injured, he will definitely come back to take revenge soon, if he only deals with me, it will be okay, but they will definitely be angry with our entire village! Brother Feng, do you know how much trouble you have caused for our village with such a casual move!?"

Feng Buyi sat up, stretched his waist, looked at He Ji, who was a little excited, and smiled: "Okay, if I didn't make a move today, how were you going to end up at that time!?"

He Ji was stunned again when he heard this, thought for a while, and said: "At most, I was beaten half to death by Boss Wang, and when he finished his anger, he will naturally leave!"

"After those three days, you won't be able to get the goods he wants!" Feng Buqian continued to ask, "What can you do then!? Let him beat you again!?"

He Ji's face turned white, and he was speechless for a while.

"Swallow your anger and do nothing......" Feng Buqian smiled coldly, "Do you think you are protecting this village!? Your retreat and retreat will only make them gain an inch! If this continues, the situation will only get worse and worse!"

He Ji's pale face turned red instantly, glared at Feng Buyao, and shouted excitedly: "Do you think I don't know!? But what else can I do!? They are high up, we are not even as good as pigs and dogs in their eyes, if something goes wrong, we will fight if we want to, and we will kill if we want! How can we choose!?"

Zhongshenzhou is different from Dongzhou.

In Dongzhou, although people who do not have spiritual roots will be treated more or less unfairly, most people do not discriminate against those who do not have spiritual roots. Even if you are a person without spiritual roots, you can still live and work in peace and contentment in Dongzhou and live a normal life.

But in Zhongshenzhou, in this realm where the strong are respected, those who have no spiritual roots will be subjected to inhuman treatment. They are discriminated against, they are excluded, they are oppressed! They are regarded as the shame of the human race, and the vast land has no place for them to live, and they are destined to hide in the corners and survive!

The weak are all ants, and the strong are just.

This is Zhongshenzhou!

Feng Buyu naturally knew this cruel truth, and he just said that he was forced to do so, but he just wanted to see if this He Ji was still bloody, and whether it was worth saving.

"Many times, it's not that we don't have a choice, but whether we have fought for it or not!" Feng Buqian got up from his chair, "If you want to protect this village, don't wait for other people's charity and mercy!

He Jise said, "But ...... But what can I do!?"

Feng Buqian stared at him, looked directly at He Ji with a pair of bright eyes, and asked with a smile: "You only need to answer me one question, are you willing to fight for it!?"

Looking at it like this, He Ji trembled in his heart for no reason, and suddenly gave birth to great courage, nodded and said, "I am willing! Of course I am willing!"

"Very good!" Feng Buyao smiled, and then walked towards the outside of the courtyard, "Come with me!"

He Ji hurriedly followed and asked, "Go...... Where to go!?"

Feng Buyi replied with a smile: "'Sifang Pavilion'!"

"Ah!?" As soon as he heard the words "Sifang Pavilion", He Ji reflexively shrunk his neck, "Brother Feng, don't you really know the 'Sifang Pavilion'!? That, that's one of the 'Four Potentials of the Heavens'...... We really can't mess with it!"

"Don't worry!" Feng Buyao smiled, "Let's go and reason, don't make trouble!"

"Reasonable!?" He Ji suddenly cried and laughed, "Where are they willing to listen to our reasoning!? If you anger them, you will also die!"

In his heart, Feng Buyu is a master of the "Transcendent Realm", even if he is not weak, but compared with the "Sifang Pavilion", he is still as small as dust and not worth mentioning.

Feng Buqian stopped, looked at He Ji with a frightened face, and asked: "Brother He, do you believe me or not!? If you believe me, follow me honestly! If you don't believe me, then I'll leave now! Don't worry, the mess I just caused will help you settle it, but in the future, I'm afraid you will still have to live this kind of life of being trampled on by others! So believe it or not, you choose for yourself!"

He Ji blushed and thought about it, and then gritted his teeth: "Okay......! I believe you are!"

Feng Buqian snorted lightly: "This is decent!"

After making up his mind, He Ji first went to inform the villagers that he was going to the "Sifang Pavilion" to make up for his mistakes and ensure that he would not affect everyone, so that everyone could rest assured.

After that, I didn't forget to tell everyone that if I didn't come back, then let everyone share the leftover things at home, which was my last thought.

Seeing that He Ji had the intention of generously explaining the future before going to righteousness, he was really a little crying and laughing.

After reluctantly bidding farewell to the villagers, He Ji drove the borrowed donkey cart and took Feng Buyao on the road.