The sneaky figure was wrapped in a pitch-black robe, making it impossible to see his face clearly, the figure subconsciously muttered a sentence in his mouth, gently pushed open the door of Xia Wei's house with both hands, and gently dodged, without making any sound, and entered Xia Feng's house. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Syllable... Click.

The figure entered Xia Feng's room, and the faint moonlight projected through the window, the figure looked into the room, and found that Xia Feng's waste was lying on the dilapidated wooden bed and falling asleep, unguarded.

Seeing this, the figure hid under the face inside the pitch-black robe, grinned coldly, and gently closed the door with his hand, making a slight sound.

And Xia Feng, who was lying on the dilapidated wooden bed and falling asleep, didn't seem to hear it, just turned over and continued to sleep, and even made a slight snoring sound.

"Hahaha, what a waste! I'm still asleep when I'm dying! Then I'll mercifully let you die in your sleep!"

Seeing that the waste Xia Feng turned over and continued to fall asleep, the figure thought proudly, and when his right hand touched from the dark robe, a knife that was also dark was held in the figure's hand.

"Waste, it's your blessing to die under the venom of the fire toad......"

The figure muttered in his mouth, holding the pitch-black knife in his right hand, silently approaching Xia Feng, who was still lying asleep on the dilapidated wooden bed without knowing it, and walked towards it, and the dark robe on his body moved without wind.

The moon is high and the sky is dark, and the night kills!

Phew!

The pitch-black knife gently broke through the air in the faint moonlight projected outside the window, stabbing at the summer wind that was sleeping on the tattered wooden bed, bringing a chill.

"Hmph, die, waste!"

Bang!

The figure shouted in his heart, and just when the figure was holding the knife and stabbing in front of Xia Feng's body, Xia Feng, who was originally asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, and in the next moment, the figure suddenly stabbed the knife at himself and suddenly became slow.

Xia Feng stiffened a carp, bounced off the wooden bed, narrowly avoided the pitch-black knife stabbed by the figure, and smashed the figure in the chest with a hard punch!

Click, click...

"Poof... You... You shit... How is that possible..."

The figure was hit in the chest by Xia Feng's fist, and suddenly his chest collapsed, and the whole person flew upside down, hitting the wall of the room, and then rolled to the ground, spitting blood in his mouth.

The pitch-black robes were also loosened a bit, revealing a face of horror and disbelief.

"Ma Yue??"

Seeing the face exposed under the pitch-black robe, Xia Feng frowned slightly, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: "What, you want to kill me? The poison of the fire toad is really vicious!"

Xia Feng came to Ma Yue, who was still spitting blood in his mouth, pinched the pitch-black knife held in Ma Yue's hand in his hand, looked at Ma Yue with a mocking expression, and said, "Fortunately, I heard the movement, otherwise I might have been killed by you in your sleep today!"

"No... No way... You're just a piece of waste, how could you hurt me with one punch... Poof..."

Looking at the mocking look on Xia Feng's face, Ma Yue's face turned hideous, he couldn't have imagined that the originally almost perfect time to kill would be reversed in an instant.

"What's impossible? Tell you, Ma Yue, I've already started cultivating, and I'm no longer the waste I used to be! Hmph, let's say, how do you want to die!"

Xia Feng hadn't gone to Ma Yue for revenge, so Ma Yue couldn't wait to send it to the door, caught Ma Yue off guard, and just took revenge for Uncle Li's humiliation.

Thinking in his heart, Xia Feng's gaze suddenly became cold, and he held the knife snatched from Ma Yue and coated with fire toad venom in his hand, as if he was picking a place to put the knife down.

"Waste, you..."

"Waste your sister!"

Xia Feng's eyes were cold, and he directly stabbed Ma Yue in the arm with a knife, slashing it fiercely, and suddenly, there was an extra blood hole on Ma Yue's arm.

"Whew... Ahh

Ma Yue screamed, but in the next second, he was hit in the mouth by Xia Feng's fist, his teeth were shattered, mixed with blood and water to stop Ma Yue's screams, and he could only make Ma Yue whine.

"Since you don't say how you want to die, then it's up to me to decide! I said that I will make you die a good death in order to pay tribute to Uncle Li's spirit in the sky!"

Xia Feng looked at Ma Yue with cold eyes, and could clearly see that Ma Yue's eyes were full of fear, fear, and... The color of begging for mercy.

"Woo... Summer Breeze... Disturbing the bed changed its name..."

was smashed by Xia Feng's fist, Ma Yue couldn't speak clearly, seeing that Xia Feng really wanted to kill him, Ma Yue was scared, frightened, and begged for mercy from the waste that had been bullied in his eyes for several years.

"Begging for mercy, hehe, when you insult Uncle Li's body, your fate is already doomed!"

Muttering in his mouth, Xia Feng felt a throbbing in his heart, and under Ma Yue's fearful, fearful, and begging eyes, he stabbed the pitch-black knife into Ma Yue's heart.

"Ho-ho... Summer Breeze... Mud... Buneng Silly ......"

Ma Yue's blood-soaked mouth made a muffled sound, and suddenly his eyes widened, staring at Xia Feng with great resentment, slowly dissipating, and his breath weakened until it disappeared.

"Whew... Luckily, this damn Ma Yue was too careless... Otherwise, I might have been killed by Ma Yue today......"

Seeing that Ma Yue was out of breath, Xia Feng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, glanced at Ma Yue's corpse, Xia Feng took out a knife, gritted his teeth, and cut off Ma Yue's head with a knife, and then used a wooden box that usually holds clothes to pack Ma Yue's corpse, sprinkled some powder used to repel mosquitoes and insects, and covered up the smell of blood.

Quietly fetched some water and cleaned up the bloodstains, Xia Feng gasped for breath and lay on the dilapidated wooden bed.

The first killing did not bring any fear to Xia Feng, in Xia Feng's heart, Ma Yue was already a dead man.

"Ma Yue... You're not the last, but you're the first..."

And Zhou Tong, Zhou Tian!!

Xia Feng's eyes flickered, and he had no intention of cultivating again, so he lay down like this, and fell asleep after I don't know how long.

The next day, Xia Feng woke up early, opened the wooden box, and looked at Ma Yue's beheaded body, which was still stained with blood, especially the frightened and frightened look on Ma Yue's head. It's still lifelike.

After closing the wooden box, Xia Feng took a deep breath, and after making sure that what happened last night was not a dream, Xia Feng took advantage of the early morning that many people from the tribe had not yet had time to get up, quietly avoided a team of tribal patrol warriors, and made the wooden box containing Ma Yue's corpse out of the tribe.

When he came to Uncle Li's humble grave, Xia Feng was silent, took out Ma Yue's head, and placed it in front of Uncle Li's humble grave, Xia Feng kowtowed a few times: "Uncle Li, don't worry, your revenge, my revenge, will be avenged one by one!"

Kowtowed, Xia Feng put Ma Yue's head back into the wooden box, and then threw the wooden box far away into a remote stone forest, hiding aside, silently looking at the beasts attracted by the bloody smell deliberately made by Xia Feng, and even two brute beasts, after gnawing Ma Yue's corpse clean, Xia Feng retracted his gaze and quietly turned away.