"What's the use of blaming without pain!"

Chu Feng said lightly.

Belch? The black cat's expression froze, and it felt as if it had dug a pit and buried itself. If it could turn back time, it would choose not to say anything.

Zhang Wei almost didn't laugh, this broken cat pretended to be forced to be split by the Taoist, it was really funny.

"And you"

Chu Feng glanced at Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei, who was secretly refreshed in his heart, was stupid all of a sudden.

"And you"

The black cat, who was balanced a lot in his heart, learned from Chu Feng to speak, and glanced at Zhang Wei proudly, making the latter's teeth itch.

"You double"

Chu Feng glanced at the black cat again.

"Tao - Long"

The black cat deliberately cried and pulled a long note.

Chu Feng, who had always spilled out the water and would not take it back, didn't even look at it, his broad right hand reached out, and his slender fingers were slightly curved, releasing an ordinary-looking green qi.

"It's so heavy"

The black cat, whose limbs trembled, his head drooped, and his body became wet after a few breaths.

"Zhang Wei, he acted poorly, and almost lost his life, as a punishment, he took back what he had learned"

Chu Feng just glanced at it, and then abolished Zhang Wei.

A golden immortal, a beginner, the disparity is so big.

"Me"

Zhang Wei, who felt that his body was empty all of a sudden, was full of bitterness.

finally made a little achievement, but if you are not careful, it will become a sling again.

Only then did Chu Feng look at the angel lying in the big pit.

"Who sent you?"

When the angel saw Chu Feng's gestures, he easily abolished the young man who had abused him inappropriately, and at the same time he was shocked in his heart, a look of respect appeared on his face.

"Respected strong man of the East, I am ordered by the Lord to come to the East to spread the gospel of the Lord."

With a look, Chu Feng released an invisible force to hold the angel up.

"Again, who sent you?"

The angel hung his head in fear, his voice trembling.

"Lord, the Lord is still asleep, and it is St. Peter who commands us to go out into the world and inform the world that the Lord is coming soon."

St. Peter, born Simon Pajonah as the first of the twelve apostles and the first pope of the Holy See.

Chu Feng released his divine sense, and lightly swept the angel's sea of consciousness, which was wrapped in an invisible air mass, which seemed to be mild, and the inside was very manic, as long as it touched it, it would blow the angel into ashes.

What a vicious master.

Chu Feng said secretly in his heart.

"I, I have no intention of offending your majesty"

Zhihai was checked, and the angel who had a feeling of being stripped naked said in a trembling voice.

Chu Feng retracted his consciousness and said calmly: "Take the poor path to see St. Peter, that is, the first pope."

The gods from the West had recovered early, which was a bit abnormal, and he wanted to go over and see what was going on.

The angel shook his head and refused, he was afraid of Chu Feng's strength, but he was even more afraid of the powerful and ruthless Pope.

The angel who was worshipped by countless believers and could fly to the sky was not as good as a speck of dust in the eyes of the pont, who was as cold as winter.

"Okay, let's go"

Chu Feng withdrew his strength.

The angel who had regained his freedom looked at Chu Feng in disbelief, it would be okay so easily.

"Within ten breaths, disappear from the face of poverty"

Chu Feng looked at the sky in the west, his expression inexplicable.

The angel immediately summoned the Great Black Cross, rushed into the sky, struck a bolt of lightning, and vanished.

Hui Hai, who had been silent, looked at the place where the angel disappeared, and raised his eyebrows: "The Opium War in the past, the invasion of China by the great powers, and the glory of today's lord are so similar. ”

Chu Feng glanced at Hui Hai, who was full of emotion, and disappeared in one step.

Chu Feng's existence is as majestic as a mountain.

As soon as Chu Feng left, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly relaxed.

Zhang Wei sat on the ground, like a mourner.

"It's hard to be a little awesome, and I returned to the pre-liberation period overnight, which is really sad."

Like a black cat carrying a mountain, crawling on the ground.

"Made, it's not just that it's abolished, it's great to repair it again, I'll be miserable, it's equivalent to carrying a big mountain, and I'll be crushed to death sooner or later."

Huihai put his hands together, like a big Buddha, releasing a strong light to envelop a person and a cat, and after a moment, he shook his head and sighed.

"The Taoist is the Taoist chief, and the poor monks can't do anything."

Kong Yiji, who had been in the role of a bystander, fluttered and knelt on the ground.

"Meet the Holy Monk"

Hui Hai turned his head and swept around Kong Yiji a few times, and said in his heart What is the origin of this little old man, he is dressed so strangely.

"He is Kong Yiji"

Zhang Wei explained.

Huihai was stunned, it was actually Kong Yiji, declaring, 'How can a scholar be considered stealing', and finally Kong Yiji, whose leg was broken.

Thinking of Ru, who was sealed on the seaside, Huihai chuckled and said, "Mr. Kong, do you know Brother Xun?" ”

Brother Xun is also Lu Xun.

"Brother Xun?"

Kong Yiji got up, thought for a while with half-squinted eyes, and shook his head.

"Brother Xun is a young man who warms wine in the Xianheng Hotel in Luzhen"

Hui Hai gave a hint.

Originally, he had forgotten such a detailed matter, and on the way here, he searched the Internet for the text "Kong Yiji".

Kong Yiji still shook his head, every time he went to the Xianheng Hotel, in addition to drinking and eating fennel beans, he was dealing with the ridicule of the boss and diners, how could he pay attention to a teenage child.

"You taught him the four ways to write the Chinese character"

Hui Hai gave another hint.

Kong Yiji's expression became very strange, and he looked at Hui Hai like a fool.

"What do you mean?"

Hui Hai was puzzled.

Zhang Wei couldn't help but laugh.

"Kong Yi taught me the four ways to write fennel when I saw people, and I was eating in a restaurant just now, and he also taught me to talk to the black cat."

Hui Hai was speechless, and his feelings showed his ability when he saw people.

"If you want to learn, I can teach you" Kong Yiji looked at Huihai very seriously, "You are a holy monk, you can't drink, just invite me to eat fennel beans." ”

Hui Hai felt a few crows fly past his head.

Three minutes later, a line, three people and a cat, appeared at the intersection.

Kong Yiji's Republic of China style and Huihai's monk style have attracted the attention of many people. Some even took pictures with their phones.

Kong Yiji's own attention was on the long legs and lower abdomen all over the street, and he glanced at these scantily clad girls while saying the words 'the world is declining' and 'morality is declining'.

Suddenly, the red light changed to a green light.

The waiting passers-by went to the other side of the road, and Huihai, Zhang Wei, and the black cat naturally followed along.

Kong Yiji paid attention to his long legs, and waited for more than half of the green light time to notice it, but less than halfway through, a takeaway battery truck rushed over, knocking the slim Kong Yiji away at once.

The agile food delivery man had already jumped out of the car in advance, and was stunned when he saw Kong Yiji rolling on the ground in pain.

Hui Hai and Zhang Wei came over and dragged Kong Yiji to the side of the road, and when they checked it, the two of them smiled unkindly.

Kong Yiji's leg was broken.