readx;?“ Although I don't like Ma Lingshu, because he is too contrived, and he is really ugly......" After a long silence, Chi Hongshi finally spoke, "But he is one of our Central Plains Five White after all, and if you kill him, you are killing our Central Plains Five Whites, which is absolutely not allowed...... You're just a leper dog, and no matter how capable a dog is, you're just a dog after all, not to mention that I don't see a trace of competence in you. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Wang Tianshi's soul was crying out desperately, full of all kinds of remorse, fear and humility, and he begged Chi Hongshi's forgiveness with his greatest sincerity, and even did not hesitate to become Chi Hongshi's slave for this purpose, serving him for life.

Chi Hongshi raised his hand with a smile, looked at the red ball of light in his hand that was constantly trembling with fright, and said, "Do you know what a dog should do?" Dogs should obey their masters, but you, the dog, not only don't listen to their masters, but also eat their masters, what do you think I should do with you? ”

Wang Tianshi desperately begged for mercy, and the red ball of light turned into a small human form with difficulty, and kept kowtowing to Chi Hongshi to apologize.

Chi Hongshi smiled even brighter, as if he saw his little grandson returning from school. At the same time, he gently clenched his right hand. Before Wang Tianshi could let out a miserable scream, the red ball of light instantly shattered into countless points of light, and instantly dissipated into the air.

"A dog that bites people in the back, no matter how you raise it, you can't raise it well......" Chi Hongshi let go of his hand, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his right hand carefully, and said to himself, "What's more, because of you, the Central Plains Five White has become the Central Plains Four White, you must know that four is not an auspicious number......

"But then again, Qingfeng Pavilion is really a surprising place, it's a pity that Qin Ge's old guy is no longer there, but the wonderful story has just begun......" Chi Hongshi looked in the direction where Yuezhou was, and the smile on his face gradually retracted.

At this moment, in that small town on the outskirts of the imperial capital, the fog of the deserted garden was constantly expanding, but the speed of its expansion was gradually slowing down.

The headquarters of the Supermanagement Bureau sent a large number of troops to the area where the deserted garden was located, but not a single person or vehicle entered the deserted garden, because all the passages in and out of the deserted garden had been blocked.

A thick Warrior jeep sped down the street and came to a stop with a sharp brake less than a meter from the blockade line. A middle-aged man in an overcoat stepped out of the car, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses perched on the bridge of his nose, looking like a college teacher. Few people know that he is Jiang Hao, the director of the Super Management Bureau, a person who can influence the operation of the entire Super Management Bureau.

"How long has Mr. Wind been in?" Jiang Hao stood in front of the blockade line, looked at the fog and asked.

"It's been almost an hour...... beside Jiang Hao, a young man in a straight suit looked at his watch and replied respectfully.

"An hour ......," Jiang Hao pondered for a moment, and then spoke, "Let the police and other rescuers evacuate, there is no point in staying here any longer...... The armed police are on the side...... Forget it, with the troops here, we can have more strength after all......"

The guy in the suit nodded, and then left quietly.

At this moment, the mist in front of Jiang Hao suddenly began to roll violently like boiling lake water.

"Director!" A tall subordinate standing behind Jiang Hao hurriedly stepped forward and tried to pull Jiang Hao farther behind the cordon.

"No!" Jiang Hao stepped in to stop his men, his gaze calmly looking into the depths of the mist, because he knew what was going on in the deserted garden.

In the middle of the deserted garden, fierce battles are going on. Although the scope of this deserted garden is not small, it still seems a little narrow to Feng Qingyang and wild insects.

Feng Qingyang's expression was a little serious, with his body as the center, a huge transparent semicircle was stretched out in the deserted garden, and began to expand continuously, pushing away all the dense fog. On the other side, the man in the form of a desolate insect was walking forward step by step, and behind him, the thick fog rolled like a storm of the ocean. Each part of the man walked very slowly, leaving a deep footprint on the ground with each step, as if resisting a great force.

Feng Qingyang's brows furrowed, he felt the man's pressure, this was the power from the entire deserted garden, but Feng Qingyang greeted it without hesitation.

The transparent semicircle stopped expanding, then began to slowly contract, and the man's steps seemed to become brisk. Whether it was Feng Qingyang and the man incarnated by the desolate insect, neither of them spoke, and the violent energy fluctuations in the desolate garden explained why they didn't speak.

This is a contest, without any strategy or strategy, only a real confrontation of strength. It seems like a simple contest, but it consumes almost all the strength of the two.

There were some wrinkles on Feng Qingyang's clothes, which was very intolerable for him who was meticulous in appearance, but he didn't know why, but at this moment, he didn't care, just quietly looked at the man who was constantly approaching.

The man finally stopped, and he realized that no matter how hard he tried, he could not take even one step further. So he smiled self-deprecatingly and sighed softly. At this time, he had already arrived in front of the transparent semicircle, he thought for a moment, and then pressed his palm up.

An invisible vibration rippled out of his hand, and the transparent semicircle finally disappeared. A strong wind suddenly blew in the deserted garden, blowing the fog into the distance.

It was much later that the deserted garden was calm again. At this time, Feng Qingyang was still standing quietly, and in front of him, the man who looked similar to "Wild" was still smiling, but the latter's body was like weathered rocks, peeling off piece by piece. With the shattering of the man's body, the entire deserted garden began to gradually collapse.

"I'm still ...... you after all," the man said with some regret.

Feng Qingyang was silent.

"Does it make sense?" The man smiled and looked at Feng Qingyang.

"Meaningful......" Feng Qingyang nodded quietly. There were some extra wrinkles on his old-fashioned tunic suit, so he pulled the hem of his dress hard to smooth out the folds one by one.

"You should know that some things can't be avoided. Just as death will eventually take your life, or I will come to this world. The man's body was only left with his head and half of his upper body, but he still looked at Feng Qingyang with a smile.

"I know......" Feng Qingyang still nodded, "so as long as I'm alive, I'll stop you from doing this, and if you come once, I'll beat you once." (To be continued.) )