"No, I'm a real villain. I'd rather be a real villain than a hypocrite. Feng Yu said seriously. This is the nature of Wind Feather.

It's like seeing a beautiful woman on the street, if it's Feng Yu, he will definitely take a closer look. Unlike some hypocrites, when beautiful women come over, they pretend to be pure-hearted. Wait until the beautiful woman walks by, and then the thief stares at the back of the person.

"Hahaha! Well said! Domineering, worthy of ancient martial arts. Chu Fei walked over, the scar on his chest was radial, shocking, and looked like it had deteriorated.

Feng Yu was not surprised when this secret was revealed, after all, he was a royal immortal god. Feng Yu said, "The seniors are as wise as torches. ”

A cloud of black qi enveloped Feng Yu, and Feng Yu felt a force flowing through his body, but it did not destroy his tendons. He knew that this was Chu Fei probing his physique.

"The fire is in the body, and the physique is dusty. Sure enough, he is the best candidate for practicing magic. Chu Fei looked at Feng Yu, his eyes lit up. He then exclaimed, "How can the wind attribute spiritual power be so pure, this is the true force of nature!"

Feng Yu now understood why Chu Fei had caught himself, it was all his own physique that was to blame.

Chu Fei said with a smile. "Why are you so stupid now? ”

Sure enough, this guy still wants to beat his own mind and take himself as an apprentice. Feng Yu arched his hand and said: "Thanks to the love of the seniors, the juniors already have a master." ”

"Your master's cultivation is geometry?" The royal immortal god on this continent can be counted by hand, if Feng Yu is a disciple of a certain big man, Chu Fei has no reason not to hear of it.

Feng Yu replied. "Contextualization. ”

Chu Fei threw out a bait. "Hahaha! Stinky boy, you're just wasting your talent there. It is better to return to the disciples of this god, and in a few years, this god will be able to make you proud of your contemporaries. ”

"Since ancient times, loyal ministers have not been two masters. The younger generation is not a gentleman, but he will never do something deviant. Feng Yu said decisively.

A coercion came, and Feng Yu felt like a 10,000-pound boulder in his chest, and couldn't help but lie on the ground. He struggled to his feet, and the coercion added to his weight. This time, Wind Feather smashed a large glyph hole in the ground.

Feng Yu gasped and said hoarsely. "The seniors are the masters of the world, please don't make it difficult for the seniors. ”

The coercion continued to increase by one layer, and Wind Feather was completely pressed to the ground, unable to use a little strength. Chu Fei's figure flashed, and he was gone.

Feng Yu complained a little in his heart, what kind of person. Since ancient times, there have been those who forced good people to become prostitutes, and there were those who killed people and sold goods, but I have never heard of forced apprentices. It's really a wonder in the world.

At this moment, Chu Fei was even more depressed in his heart, he was also an immortal god at the level of the royal road. I finally found a good seedling of demon cultivation, and I want to pass on the ability to sweep the world in this life, so that future generations can carry it forward. But the other party just didn't buy it.

If this is placed in normal times, the immortal god of the royal road level wants to accept disciples, then countless people will also go through the threshold with their heads squeezed out. But today it's the opposite, he is about to beg the other party to worship him as a teacher, but he just doesn't buy it. Is there anything more stupid in this world than that kid?

He decided to teach this wild boy a lesson and make him obediently submit.

The sun rises and sets, and the day passes immediately. Chu Fei walked into the cave slowly. "Have you thought about it?" there was a hint of yin in his voice.

At this moment, Feng Yu's face is full of black lines, Lao Tzu has been pressed by you all day, so he is soft, isn't this day pressed in vain.

"I don't know what to think of?" he shouted weakly, "I want beautiful women, delicious food, or beautiful scenery." ”

This time, there was only one hole left in the ground. Feng Yu was crushed to death, and just now he ate a mouthful of yellow mud. He is really dumb now—yellow mud, and he can't tell if he suffers.

I don't know how long it has passed, Feng Yu only feels numb all over his body, and he can only use his full strength to run the Xuan Gong to make himself feel better. In his heart, he had already greeted the eighteenth generation of Chu Fei's ancestors.

Play yourself like this, and when his cultivation is high and his mystic achievements are great, he must "talk" with him.

"It's been three days, and you can really hold on!" Listening to this voice now is extremely strange.

Feng Yu didn't speak, and the yellow mud had been in his mouth for three days, and it was almost solidifying. A feeling of the release of the power of the whole body came, and the coercion was lifted. Feng Yu vomited wildly, and the mouthful of yellow mud really made him cry.

Chu Fei smiled and said, "Have you thought about it?"

This sentence was like a spell, Feng Yu was stunned, and then put on a very coquettish posture, waiting for the coercion to come.

Chu Fei glared, but he laughed a little in his heart. This kid is quite clever.