Chapter 40: Anger

That's right! In terms of cultivation level, Feng Chengcheng was more than a little worse than him, but he dared to go within the range of Feng Chengcheng's melee attack, that is, to find death. Feng Chengcheng can definitely abuse him thousands of times before he has time to mobilize the spiritual power in his body!!

"You! How dare you hit me!! The man stood up in embarrassment, looking at Feng Qingcheng's gaze with a little fear.

She's so fast that you don't even have time to react! With such a fast speed, what kind of strength will she have?! The man didn't even dare to think about it.

And in fact, as long as the man released his spiritual power to investigate it now, he would be able to immediately find that Feng Qicheng was just a rookie at the level of a great spirit master.

Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but sneer when he heard that the man was beaten and said such a thing, "Idiot! It's you who hit! ”

The man's eyes were as dark as an eagle, and he gritted his teeth fiercely and said, "Little girl! You'll regret it! ”

"I've beaten so many bad people, they've all said that to me, but they've never been able to make me regret it." Feng Qingcheng said mockingly: "You will not be an exception! ”

The man glared at Feng Chengcheng angrily, "You wait!" ”

With that, he quickly departed with the people.

Feng Qingcheng snorted coldly and sat back in her seat, at this time, the guy had already replaced her chopsticks with new ones, so she directly picked them up and started eating.

Well...... This grilled fish is the restaurant's signature dish, but it is indeed delicious. Feng Chengcheng's heart couldn't help but praise.

Dongfang Wuya frowned while watching Feng Chengcheng eat the grilled fish with relish, "Feng Chengcheng, you can't beat him." ”

"But he lost." Feng Qingcheng said lightly: "Many times victory or defeat is not determined by strength. ”

"He'll come back, he'll bring more powerful people, and then, it'll be a little troublesome." Dongfang Wuya continued, his tone was flat, and he was completely stating one thing.

Feng Qingcheng raised his eyes to look at him, and said with a bit of mockery in his tone: "Don't worry, I won't bother you!" If you can't beat it, it's a big deal to run. ”

Dongfang Wuya said slowly: "I won't make a move." ”

"Can a big man not be such a mother-in-law, do I want you to make a move? I'll take care of my own business! Feng Chengcheng was a little angry.

Seeing that Feng Chengcheng was angry, Dongfang Wuya wanted to explain, he just didn't want Feng Chengcheng to rush forward alone because he relied on his strength, and finally fell into a crisis. But he opened his thin lips several times, but he didn't make any sound after all.

After eating, Feng Chengcheng left a gold coin and turned away, completely ignoring the existence of Dongfang Wuyi. As soon as she left the tavern, she released the civet cat in her pocket, sat on it, and rode away like the wind.

She knew that it was impossible to get rid of Dongfang Wuya, but now she didn't want to go with Dongfang Wuya at all.

She's angry! After more than three months of getting along, Feng Chengcheng has already regarded the mask as a friend, but the mask actually said something like that just now!

Damn it! Even if he really thinks so in his heart, he has to hold back and not say it!!

Feng Tingcheng felt that she was about to explode, and only this rapid run could alleviate her anger a little!

But she and the civet cat had just rushed out of the city gate, a fiery red spirit beast, Feng Chengcheng subconsciously looked at it, but he really couldn't recognize what kind of spirit beast it was. It has a lion-like head, tiger-like eyes, an elk-like body, and its body is covered with scales, and behind its elongated tail is a tuft of mane, like an ox's tail.

"This is a unicorn." The girl sitting on the unicorn laughed.

Feng Qingcheng glanced at her coldly, and controlled the fire civet cat to speed up.

She didn't like this girl, the first was that the girl's clothes were too revealing, which disgusted her, and the second was because of this girl, she got into trouble and even quarreled with the mask.

Feng Chengcheng didn't want to quarrel with the mask, so when he saw the girl, he put everything down to the girl.

"Sister! You're amazing, let's make friends! "The girl's unicorn is obviously higher than the civet cat in Feng Allure City, and it is very easy to catch up with the civet cat.

Feng Qingcheng said coldly: "Who is your sister?!" I'm not as big as you! ”

The girl smiled even more happily, "That's my sister, hello, my name is Momiji, are you going to the Nightmare Forest?" I'm going there too, let's go together, okay?! ”

"Not good!" Feng Chengcheng refused without hesitation.

"Oh, sister, you don't know, there are a lot of spirit beast hunters in the Nightmare Forest, and you will definitely be bullied if you go there alone. The two of us can go together, and we can take care of each other! Momiji continued to entangle.

Feng Qingcheng stiffened his face, "I'm not alone!" ”

"But I am." Momiji turned on the mode of pretending to be pitiful, and his bright eyes immediately overflowed with a faint mist, "Sister, you also saw it, how was I bullied when I was a lone woman when I went out." You should do me a favor. ”

"Sorry! There is no such obligation! ”

……

In the next half an hour, Hongye followed Feng Chengcheng almost softly, but no matter how she changed, Feng Chengcheng always had a cold face and completely ignored her. Moreover, as time gradually passed, Feng Chengcheng's patience gradually wore out.

On top of that, the mask never kept up, which made Feng Chengcheng's thoughts more and more messy. Perhaps, he really went home? Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but think of it, but as soon as she had this idea, she immediately vetoed it.

She had known Mask for more than three months, and she knew him well, so she shouldn't be angry because of it.

"Sister, let's stop and have a drink." Hongye had been talking to Feng Chengcheng for half an hour, and her mouth was almost dry.

Hearing the sound of red leaves, Feng Chengcheng immediately grabbed the neck of the civet cat and gradually stopped. However, she didn't stop for Momiji, she just wanted to wait for a mask.

Damn it! With the speed of the mask, it's long overdue to catch up with her! Nothing will happen, right?

The more Feng Qingcheng thought about it, the tighter his brows furrowed.

"Sister, what are you thinking?" Even during the break, Momiji came to Feng Chengcheng's side and continued to strengthen his offensive.

As soon as she finished speaking, a sharp dagger was pressed against her throat.

"Shut up!" Feng Qingcheng said coldly.

"Okay, okay, I'll stop talking." Momiji hurriedly retreated to a safe area.

The ears were finally clearer, Feng Chengcheng took a deep breath, and began to pretend to sleep by leaning on the fire civet cat.

However, Hongye was obviously a chatter, and after being quiet for a long time, she slowly moved towards Feng Chengcheng again, "Sister, what is your cultivation level?" I'm a Level 3 Great Spirit Master. ”