Zhou Wenjin landed on his elbows and knees, and slowly crawled towards the gate of the Zhou family step by step, but before he could climb out of half the street, he heard a thunderous sound resounding throughout Qinhai City.

"Who is it? Which mongrel would dare to treat my Zhou Kun's nephew like this! ”

If it weren't for Xing Feng releasing his domain power at a critical moment, I am afraid that the low-level cultivators who are watching, or those who have no cultivators, will be shocked by this sound wave.

At this time, two middle-aged people beside Xing Feng had already whispered: "It turned out to be Zhou Kun!" The second master of the Zhou family, his cultivation has reached the Eighth Heaven! ”

"Alas, this Zhou Kun has appeared, and it seems that the senior hidden behind the scenes can't end it!"

The discussion was naturally captured by Xing Feng, but Zhou Kun's cultivation in the Eight Heavens was really not even a hair in his eyes, maybe now that a strong man in the late stage of the Divine Domain came over, he could still be a little jealous.

Zhou Kun's voice made Zhou Wenjin's eyes suddenly light up on the ground, and he was about to get up, but then, the next scene made his hope shattered in an instant.

Xing Feng didn't speak, but he rubbed the space through a powerful spiritual force, forming a voice that couldn't distinguish between men and women: "The clown who jumps off the beam in the Eighth Heaven dares to speak without asking, it's really damned!" ”

As the voice fell, Zhou Kun's body that had just leaped over exploded into a rain of blood, without warning, and this scene simply scared all the onlookers.

After a long time, there was finally a noisy discussion in the field.

"Am I not dazzled? That's Zhou Kun of the Eightfold Heaven Cultivation! ”

"yes, it's so easy...... It seems that Qin Haicheng is going to turn the sky upside down! I really don't know how powerful the predecessors hidden in the dark are, and even without using the road, they can't let people discover the source of the sound, so they easily let Zhou Kun, who is cultivated in the Eight Heavens, collapse into a rain of blood, and even this blood rain is still in the air and is decomposed into invisible, and not a single bit is sprinkled on the street, could it be that the cultivation of the predecessors hidden behind it has reached ...... Secret realm? ”

There are different opinions, Xing Feng poked aside, putting on an attitude that it has nothing to do with himself, although there are constantly people secretly looking around in the crowd, trying to find the person behind the scenes who secretly controls all this, but no one will doubt him, maybe in everyone's opinion, the so-called strength of the predecessors should be the kind of image with an old body, a pair of sharp eyes, and the word 'master' engraved on his face.

As for Xing Feng's dress is not surprising, and his young face is not like words, even if everyone suspects that the octogenarian man who sells salted fish at a roadside stall, he will not take his seat with the number.

Zhou Kun's body instantly shattered into a rain of blood, this scene made Zhou Wenjin, who had returned to his senses, want to split, and finally understood how lucky he was today, fortunately, he didn't rely on the so-called background of the family and scolded loudly just now, facing the master who could bombard the Eight Heavens cultivators without showing his face, let alone see it, and never even heard of it.

At this time, how could Zhou Wenjin still have the heart to resist? Hurry up and speed up, hoping to climb home as soon as possible, and be low-key and low-key for a period of time in the future, and never step out of the house for a few years!

Zhou Wenjin crawled so that he couldn't see a trace, but at this time, the surrounding onlookers seemed to be waking up from a big dream, and their faces were showing disbelief, and at the same time, it was inevitable that some good deeds would be in danger, silent, clamoring that Qinhai City was going to change the sky, and there would inevitably be great changes today, maybe the city would become a ruin from now on.

Xing Feng only smiled at these baseless rumors and walked slowly towards the woman who had been singing earlier.

The woman was obviously still in shock at this time, she had already stood up, dusted off the dust on her body, and just as she looked at it, she saw a young man in a coarse cloth shirt approaching.

A flash of dodge flashed in the woman's eyes, and she hurriedly turned sideways, walked to the old man who played the pot flute before, and whispered in a delicate voice: "Uncle Qin, let's go to another city!" ”

Xing Feng sighed in his heart, it seems that this woman has also had a lot of stories, otherwise she would not be so vigilant, they don't know each other, but they come from the same plane, if it is in the Dragon Continent, there are more players like women, but in the aboriginal world, the number of players is very small, and it is really not easy to meet one.

What's more, her singing voice can make Xing Feng trace the bits and pieces of the past and resonate in his heart, and this alone is enough for Xing Feng to lend a helping hand when she is in distress.

The so-called Dao is more helpful, if Xing Feng wants to help her, maybe she doesn't have to pay anything, maybe a casual sentence can change her life!

"Wait!" Xing Feng stopped the woman.

"Big brother, you...... Can I help you? ”

"What's your name?"

Xing Feng's move of asking the other party's name when he came up seemed a little abrupt, if he didn't enter this game, but in the real world, if a man came to talk like this, maybe the response to him would only be a white eye, or simply a white eye without having to show it, but in this world, if you don't have the strength, you can only bow your eyebrows and bow your knees.

Xing Feng obviously realized his abruptness, and hurriedly added: "By the way, the song 'I only care about you' is very good!" ”

When the woman heard Xing Feng's words, she was like being struck by lightning, and then said in surprise: "You, you are ......"

Xing Feng's heart is rarely extremely calm, and there is a little warmth in the calm, although it is far from the level of 'meeting old acquaintances in a foreign country', but this feeling still makes him feel very rare!

Xing Feng waved his hand: "Can you tell me your name now?" Someone who can ask me for my name twice...... It's not much! ”

The woman's forehead almost covered her eyes, and the color of the dust on her face also covered the color of her original skin, and the whole person looked haggard, not ugly, but also beautiful.

However, with Xing Feng's eyesight, this clumsy disguise is indeed nothing.

I have to say that this woman can be regarded as a beauty, at least in the real world, those so-called stars are also much inferior, and they are only slightly inferior to the level of Muzi and Zhou Yingqing.

"My name is Deng Yuhan, the old man with me, I call him Uncle Qin, he is an aborigine, at that time, due to the uneven distribution of the spoils of war in our team, several of us were hunted down, and later fled to the Broken Star Sea, swept away by the huge waves in the sea, and it is thanks to Uncle Qin's rescue that we can live until now."

Xing Feng nodded, and glanced at the old man named Uncle Qin casually, and he was holding the kettle flute at this time, with cold sweat suddenly breaking out on his face, and his mood fluctuations were extremely violent.

Maybe the old man's reaction was a little weird, but he didn't have any cultivation, Xing Feng didn't care, and he was not interested in understanding Deng Yuhan's experience, for him, as long as he could make it convenient for the other party and make her life more stable in the future, it would be enough!

"I don't know what this big brother is called?"

Deng Yuhan was very excited, obviously he hadn't met someone from the same place for a long time, so he had an inexplicable sense of intimacy with Xing Feng.

"After the Zhou family's heir competition is over, you go to the Zhou family, find a person named Zhou Wenqing, and ask him to take you in."

Xing Feng didn't answer Deng Yuhan's question directly, after speaking, he turned around and took two steps, but these two seemingly ordinary strides walked out of a distance of dozens of meters.

Deng Yuhan's eyes were shocked, she had naturally heard of the name Zhou Wenqing, and she was also one of the strong contenders for the next head of the Zhou family, going to find Zhou Wenqing? With the other party's lofty identity, how could he take him in?

But Xing Feng had already gone far, even if Deng Yuhan wanted to ask, there was no way.

As if he suddenly remembered something, Xing Feng paused, and a voice came into Deng Yuhan's ears with mental strength: "When you see Zhou Wenqing, just mention a person named 'Xing Feng' to him!" ”

When Deng Yuhan heard the word 'Xing Feng', his eyes suddenly froze, his body shook and he almost didn't fall, and when he looked in the direction where Xing Feng left, he never saw him again.

Xing Feng really left, which also made Uncle Qin, who had played the pot flute before, sigh a long breath, and the hand holding the pot and flute was also much relaxed, and hurriedly stepped forward, took Deng Yuhan's hand, and said with a little eagerness: "Deng girl, go quickly, leave Qinhai City!" ”