It is a quaint courtyard, a room deep in the courtyard.

The furnishings of the room were very simple, a bookcase, a desk, a wooden coffee table, a wooden chaise longue, a pale young man reclining on a wooden chair, with a certain inexplicable smile on his face, but he was holding a poor cat in his hand, his neck was choked stiffly, and his calves were still kicking and kicking, and finally he was calm.

"Let's hold our ground for now. Then he threw the cat that had already choked his breath at his feet, and Lin Sishao's lazy voice sounded.

"Yes. He Hu said in a deep voice.

"Not as an example. ”

He Hu trembled all over, his head lowered even deeper, he knew that from the mouth of that terrible young man, 'the next is not an example', it is really not an example, the next time, no matter what the reason, if he does not complete the task, there will be only a dead end.

"Don't keep your head down all the time, it's not good. Lin Sishao seemed to see the posture of his subordinates on the other end of the phone, and said lazily, "Respect, it's in my heart." ”

"He Hu is willing to smear the liver and brain of the four young people!" He Hu said respectfully.

"Oh, yes, yes. Lin Sishao smiled and directly pressed the phone.

Holding the phone in his right hand, he crushed the phone and scattered the parts.

"Oh, my dear aunt, it seems that you really love that dear cousin. Lin Sishao shook his head, his face was extremely gloomy, "There is actually a master to hide and protect." ”

The whole person nestled in the recliner again, rang the bell, and immediately someone came in.

For the dead cat lying on the ground, the next person seems to have been accustomed to it for a long time, and took out the small coffin of the prepared small golden silk nanmu and put the dead cat in it.

I cleaned the parts of the mobile phone cleanly and put an identical mobile phone on the table.

At the same time, someone sent a cat in, and everyone did not speak, and respectfully withdrew.

The cat lay on top of the young man and rolled around, messing up the blanket on his legs.

"You're so pretty. Stroking the cat's smooth fur, the four young men of the Lin family muttered to themselves, their eyes rippling.

Qin Feng frowned, the entanglement of the girl in front of him had already aroused his anger.

After returning home and having lunch with his mother Lin Yas, Qin Feng took a short lunch break and returned to school, and then he was blocked in this small alley at the back door of the school.

Qin Feng looked at the girl in front of him, from bottom to top was a pair of canvas shoes, a pair of close-fitting jeans, a small white vest, a light blue short shirt on the outside, and a baseball cap buttoned on her head, looking infinitely youthful.

Of course, the most striking thing is the baseball bat in the girl's hand.

The girl's name is Feng Keer, and she is a popular figure in Nanhai No. 1 Middle School, in the words of Qin Feng's tablemate Liu Fatzi, this Feng Keer is an infatuated girl with a dream of a heroine: she has always regarded herself as a chivalrous woman, and she looks down on the boy who bullies the girl the most, if she knows that a girl is bullied by a boy, she will draw a knife to help and stand out for the girl.

I don't know which tendon is wrong for Feng Ke'er today, so I directly found Qin Feng and scolded him for bullying Wen Wan, saying that I would teach Qin Feng a good lesson for Tianxingdao.

"I repeat, I didn't move a finger of gentleness. Qin Feng said.

"Impossible, Xiao Wan was asked out by you today, and after she came back, she will be like that, who are you beating with your hands?" Feng Ke'er looked disdainful, "Qin Feng, I originally thought you were quite honest, but now it seems that you are also a well-dressed beast." ”

Qin Feng was annoyed, he was very unhappy with this delicate woman's nonsense, in fact, for this kind of self-proclaimed chivalrous girl, a girl who stands out everywhere, Qin Feng has never been cold, in the world of cultivating immortals, there are also such girls, generally from a big family or a big sect, one by one, their eyes are above the top, in fact, their brains are in the water, under the wings of the family and the sect, it is okay to be a young chivalrous woman, once they leave the scope of protection, these so-called chivalrous young men are simply a magic weapon that can move in the eyes of many people. The treasure house of immortal weapons belongs to the tender fat sheep that is the favorite of murder and treasure hunting lovers. He also killed such a stupid man and stupid woman in his hands, Canghai Shaojun is not a good temper, which made him unhappy and killed.

"Get out of the way!" Qin Feng said coldly.

"You can't leave until you make it clear!" Feng Ke'er took a step forward, Qin Feng shook his head, stretched out his hand and pushed, wanting to push away this delicate woman and leave directly, he has very important things to do now, and there is no time to delay here.

"Ah, you bastard!" Feng Ke'er screamed with a sigh of ah, gritted her teeth, and glared at Qin Feng angrily.

Qin Feng pushed people, and before he could make contact, he felt that something was wrong, he quickly withdrew his hand, and almost impossible, avoided it in front of Feng Ke'er's chest, but his speed was so fast, and the faint air flow generated was also swept over Feng Ke'er's full chest...... The final sensation is that the girl feels her fingertips gently rubbing her breasts.

"Ahh

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, not because of Feng Ke'er's anger and made a move, the key was that Qin Feng actually felt a trace of true yuan from Feng Ke'er's body at that moment just now.

Although it was only a fleeting moment, Qin Feng believed that he would not feel wrong.

How could the powerful spiritual power of the Canghai Saint Monarch feel wrong!

"Feng Ke'er is an immortal cultivator?" this was Qin Feng's first reaction.

He suffered a tragedy in the world in his previous life, and was directly taken away from the earth by the master and the Holy Monarch under the heavy blow, and he didn't know much about the situation on the earth, and when he returned to the earth after eight hundred years, the earth was already a highly civilized scientific and technological society, but there was no trace of the existence of immortal cultivators, so Qin Feng subconsciously thought that there were no immortal cultivators on the earth, but now the true yuan fluctuations on Feng Ke'er's body aroused his interest.

Feng Ke'er, who was angry and lost her mind, saw Qin Feng standing stupidly in place, and didn't know how to dodge, so she began to be afraid, and she remembered her grandfather's warning, absolutely not to use martial arts in front of ordinary people, and only then did she realize that Qin Feng was just an ordinary person, if he was hit on the head by a baseball bat of his own, there was a chance that he would die.

"Get out of the way!" Feng Ke'er panicked, no matter how much she hated Qin Feng for 'lighting' her just now, she also knew that this person was not guilty of death.

In a panic, Feng Keer exerted his strength to the limit and tried to control the baseball bat in his hand. only to find that he had no control over the power of unleashing at all.

Qin Feng sighed, he felt the true yuan fluctuation in Feng Ke'er's body again, no, it's not the true yuan!

Qin Feng was sure that it was not the true yuan!

It was a law power that was obviously different from the true yuan, or to put it this way, if the true yuan was a diamond, the law power in Feng Ke'er's body was at best broken copper and iron, just like the gap between a dirt slope and a towering mountain. This is not a gap in strength, but a gap in grade and grade!

This made Qin Feng both disappointed and relieved.

Lost because of loneliness.

He breathed a sigh of relief because if there was an immortal cultivator on the earth, and his current strength was stronger than him, he would be in great danger now. It's hard for you to be sure if there is an immortal cultivator who has a magic weapon that can detect that he is the rebirth of the Canghai Holy Monarch, for the immortal cultivator, Qin Feng at this time, this is simply a moving treasure trove, just the hundreds of millions of immortal cultivation methods in Qin Feng's mind are enough to attract the strong to covet them.

"Ahh

Qin Feng's mind moved, and he could see the baseball bat almost in front of him, his eyes flashed, and his figure moved slightly.