Chapter Ninety-Three: Purple Thunder Fu
readx;
"You misunderstood, I mean, I want to help you cancel this duel with Song Wen, if you are recommended to the academy as a talent, I think the school will take the initiative to intervene, so that you can avoid difficulties and show your ambitions, which is tantamount to a great good thing for you. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info," Lin Xian'er explained.
School?
Chen Feng hates the school the most, Chen Feng remembers that when the martial soul awakened, the principal gave him a palm, and this palm, one day, Chen Feng will have to repay it twice!
"Good thing? Joke, I, Chen Feng, am a timid and afraid person. Chen Feng laughed wildly, in his opinion, Song Wen's generation is just a tiptoe on the way forward, not a stumbling block.
Seeing Chen Feng's attitude, Lin Xian'er's face sank, and she said angrily: "I saved you from fire and water, why are you like this." ”
"Hmph, I'm Chen Feng, a dignified man, standing up to the sky, how can I endure others riding on my head in vain, no matter who it is, punch me, and I will pay it back! Song Wen and the like, I don't care about it yet, so you don't have to worry about this matter, I don't need it. Chen Feng's attitude was extremely hard, and at that moment, his eyes revealed a deep firmness, which surprised Lin Xian'er.
Chen Feng's words almost made Lin Xian'er run away, if it weren't for Chen Feng's last time to provide an incomparably exquisite refining method, Lin Xian'er would definitely rush forward, beat Chen Feng fat, and then stripped off his clothes, tied his neck with a rope, and hung him at the gate of the Hunter's Hall for three days.
Lin Xian'er held back a breath of anger, and suddenly took out two talismans out of nowhere and slapped them on the table.
He shouted coldly: "Purple Thunder Fu, based on what you have seen and heard, this thing is not unfamiliar, using this Fu, even if it is against the Martial Artist Double Heaven Master, the other party will be seriously injured if he does not die." ”
"Of course I know, I'm not a three-year-old child, the purple thunder talisman can release a powerful heavenly thunder, the power is huge, although Song Wen is powerful, but it is difficult to escape the doom under the purple thunder talisman, I just said, you must have a lot of treasures, just take out this as soon as possible and give it to me, it will hurt me to speak in vain." Chen Feng was cheeky and got up to get it.
"Wait. But Lin Xian'er took it back, and said with a cold face: "This is not a giveaway, but a transaction, you take something in exchange, you also said the value of the purple thunder talisman, if you can take out a treasure that can be comparable to it, this is yours." As she spoke, Lin Xian'er raised her hand.
In the confrontation with Chen Feng, he has always been in a passive position, and this time Lin Xian'er will definitely strangle Chen Feng's throat and let Chen Feng obediently spit out some treasures.
"Tsk, it turned out to be a deal, then you can just rent me the Benlei Fan for a few days, and I'll take it to kill Song Wenna, but I have to make an IOU, you don't mind." Chen Feng touched his pocket and signaled that it was empty.
"Hmph, I know that your little slippery head won't be obedient, I don't have a baby, I won't give it to you, I'll be angry with you. Lin Xian'er was like a little girl, and she said so unreasonably, which suddenly made Chen Feng lose his temper.
"Okay, you're ruthless. Chen Feng got up, raised his middle finger, and turned around to leave.
"I just want to see you look down on me, but you can't look like me. Lin Xian'er said proudly, and she could see that she was very happy.
It's just that at the moment when Chen Feng was about to walk out of the door, Lin Xian'er said again.
"This time you have to defeat Song Wen, the stakes of the gambling game have doubled, and I have bet a lot of money on you. Lin Xian'er said, and didn't forget to point Chen Feng with her finger.
"You think I can win, or you believe I can win. Chen Feng turned his head and frowned and said.
"That's not true, Song Wen's strength I know, you definitely won't be his opponent, with your current situation, it's true. Lin Xian'er said coldly.
"Then why do you still put money on me, how capricious is the money?" Chen Feng scoffed.
"I just think that compared to Song Wen, you are not as annoying as you. Lin Xian'er said.
At this moment, there seems to be a tenderness wafting in the air, and that tenderness, if there is nothing, is like a dream.
It's just that Chen Feng is usually puzzled by this, he didn't speak, and walked straight out of the Hunter Hall.
Looking at Chen Feng's back, Lin Xian'er was stunned.
She knew that Chen Feng was indeed very arrogant when he spoke sometimes, but after the refining of the weapon formation.
Lin Xian'er felt that Chen Feng's arrogance was powerful, and arrogance was just an attitude, and it had nothing to do with bragging.
Silently, Lin Xian'er actually hoped in her heart that it was Chen Feng who won this time.
Because in a duel like this to settle personal grievances, defeat means death.
Lin Xian'er didn't want Chen Feng to die, not at all, maybe there was an element of reuse in it, but maybe it was other factors, she just didn't want him to die.
Chen Feng did not rush back to his residence, but came to the location of a fang city in Yunshui City.
il look is 9 (version 2 chapter m, section on cool, [email protected]/*