Qin Feng killed a thousand Japanese tribes in public, won the Wudao rampage, sent out a signal flare, and let the 100,000 Praetorian Guards surrounding the Yiyong Marquis Mansion do it, slaughtering the Yiyong Marquis Mansion, nearly a million civilians were angry, and everyone looked at Qin Feng with a worried face!

Qin Feng is a very protective person, and it can be seen that the tip of the iceberg can be seen from the fact that the three family members were injured and could fight with the Nine Emperor Princes endlessly.

And now that hundreds of people in the Marquis of Yiyong's Mansion are about to be slaughtered, including Qin Feng's fiancée, what kind of mood should he have.

"It's not that simple!"

Of course, there are also people with bright eyes in the crowd, Qin Feng is such a demonic character, since he wants to threaten the Nine Emperor Princes with captives, he would not have thought that the Nine Emperor Princes would return the way?

In the face of Xiaoquan's threat, can Qin Feng be so decisive and decisive? If there is no hole card, will they believe it?

The Nine Emperor Princes are full of ferocity!

Civilians are angry and worried!

Onlookers wonder!

And at this moment, Qin Feng was at a loss!

"What is this?" Qin Feng felt the endless stream of white mist from the civilians, but it kept pouring into his own sea of knowledge, Qin Feng was at a loss.

Knowing the sea, isn't that when you were in the realm of force, you visualize the wolf soul and open up an illusory soul space? What is this mist? Why can it be emitted from the bodies of many civilians? And why does it enter your own sea of knowledge?

Tentatively, Qin Feng brought a trace of divine thought close to the white mist, and in an instant, the white mist merged into Qin Feng's divine thought, and at the same time, an emotion was transmitted to Qin Feng's sea of knowledge, it was excitement!

"Excited?" Qin Feng was a little puzzled, not figuring out what it meant, but since he didn't understand, Qin Feng controlled his divine thoughts and approached the next wisp of white mist.

This time, what was transmitted to Qin Feng's mind was a tragic emotion.

"How did it become tragic again?"

Becoming more and more dazed, Qin Feng controlled his divine thoughts and continued to move closer to the rest of the white mist.

Excited, excited, tragic, indignant, worried, admired, respected......

Qin Feng was exposed to nearly a thousand emotions in a row, and each emotion he came into contact with was different, but the essence was mostly the same as the seven emotions above.

"Huh, how did my mind grow so much?"

Suddenly, Qin Feng was stunned, he clearly remembered that at the beginning, Qin Feng was afraid that those white mist would hurt his divine thoughts, so he divided his divine thoughts into an extremely small one, but unconsciously, Qin Feng found that his divine thoughts had expanded by more than ten times!

"This emotion can strengthen my mind!"

"Excited, indignant, respectful...... Could this be the so-called faith!" Qin Feng, who has lived on the earth for decades, although he has never believed in any religion, he still has his own beliefs.

For example - Dragon Totem!

In this life, there is also a brief record of faith in the inheritance of the blood god, but the saint disappeared mysteriously, and the supernatural power of "Everything Creates Gods" was lost, so Qin Feng's inheritance is only a few hasty records.

However, one thing is certain, the power of faith is harmless, it is not easy to come by, and it is infinitely useful, even if the saints do not hesitate to tear off the skin for the power of faith.

After thinking about what the white mist was, Qin Feng also understood why he was able to absorb the white mist, which was very simple, that is, he eliminated harm for the people, and won the gratitude and respect of nearly a million civilians on the field.

Gratitude from the heart, so faith arises.

"No! These 20,000 Wa people must be killed! Even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes, the Wa people must die!"

After learning about the benefits of the power of faith, Qin Feng made up his mind, even if he won Wudao and put the throne in front of him, Qin Feng must be angry.

"What! failed!"

In the blink of an eye, the time for another half of the incense passed, and Pang Shan came back with 100,000 brocade guards, his hands were empty, and not a single prisoner was caught.

Pang Shan lowered his head and said with a look of shame: "After receiving orders from His Highness before, the last general hurriedly led an army of 100,000 to the Righteous Marquis Mansion, however, as soon as we surrounded the Righteous Marquis Mansion, the three masters of the Alchemist Guild walked out of it......

"Hahaha......"

A burst of rampant laughter sounded, Qin Feng woke up from his meditation, and looked at the gray-faced brocade guards, Qin Feng said jokingly:

"I forgot to tell you, I invited three masters from the Alchemist Guild to the mansion early this morning, so you were in the air, right?"

"Qin Feng, I'll fuck your uncle!"

Qin Feng stretched out his hand to cover his heart, and said with a frightened expression:

The old man likes it too, tsk, it's a pity that my uncle died early, but I think the old man next to you is very good, or broadcast it live, as long as you dare to fuck, I dare to call him uncle!"

"You ......" won the Wudao Qi extremely, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in an instant.

"Yo, look at you vomiting blood excitedly, presumably Pang Dutong's ** flower must be the best among people.

"Hahaha......"

Most of the civilians gathered outside the South Gate are men, after all, men are farmers and women weaving, and the women of civilian families are making female celebrities at home at the moment, and the men have long been accustomed to such meat jokes, and they laughed for a while.

Even a very few aristocratic women, or young ladies or something, heard this, and after taking a sip slightly, they smiled knowingly.

"Too much deception!"

Jinyi Wei Du Tong Pang Shan, as a hundred-year-old man, since he was humiliated by Qin Feng in front of so many people, and it was humiliated in that regard, he could bear it, and as soon as he pulled out the long sword on his waist, he was going to kill Qin Feng.

Swish!

Seeing that Pang Shan drew his long sword, the three thousand soldiers with the blade did not show weakness, and raised the weapons in their hands in unison.

"Pang Shan retreat!" Ying Zhong shouted at Pang Shan, and Pang Shan took the opportunity to step down and retreated.

Ying Zhong took a step forward slightly, looked at Qin Feng who was unmoved in the crowd and said, "Qin Gongzi, if you win, the five tens of billions of gold crystals will be sent to your mansion immediately, let them go." ”

Qin Feng's face sank suddenly, and he said in a cold voice: "Only now do you know that it's too late to admit defeat!"

"Qin Feng, what do you mean!" Xiao Quan heard that Ying Zhong was willing to pay Qin Feng and refused to let go, and finally went berserk, so violent that the murderous aura that was almost substantial came out of his body, and came straight towards Qin Feng.

"What do you mean?" Qin Feng was not afraid of Xiaoquan's momentum, straightened his robe slightly, came to the officialdom, looked at Ying Zhong and said:

Since you threaten me with the lives of hundreds of people in the Marquis of Yiyong's Mansion, why do you want to go back to the starting point and start over? Don't you think it's too whimsical?

"Then what do you want!" Ying Zhong said with anger in his heart.

Qin Feng said: "It's very simple, the first time I gave you a chance, you gave up, the compensation grew from 15 billion to 50 billion, and the second time you gave you a chance, you made a wrong choice, so ...... Two hundred billion!"

"Two hundred billion! ”

"Love doesn't give. Qin Feng shrugged his shoulders, turned around again and commanded to the three eyes: "Bring two thousand captives up!"

"Yes!"

Three-Eyes nodded in agreement, and at the same time quickly dragged two thousand captives out of a pile of captives.

Seeing that the two thousand captives were gradually brought to Xingtai, Qin Feng looked around at the black oppressive crowd and said, "From now on, kill two thousand captives every half of the incense burner, this time, which of you are willing to go to the stage to be executed?"

"I do!"

"I'm coming!"

"Count me in!"

The 1,000 places had already been selected before, and since Qin Feng had increased his gaze by another 1,000 people, people rushed to the ring, and even Qin Feng saw a child in the middle of it, since he was only about ten years old!

"Kid, why did you come up, good boy, go back to your mother. Qin Feng stepped forward and coaxed the little boy with a smile on his face, mainly because he didn't want him to experience such a bloody scene.

A hint of loneliness flashed in the little boy's eyes and said, "Mother...... My mother died. ”

Qin Feng cracked his mouth apologetically: "I'm sorry! Brother didn't mean to, he just felt that the execution was too bloody and not suitable for you as a child, so go back to your relatives quickly." ”

"My mother is gone, my relatives are gone, they're all dead. The little boy seemed to recall a very frightening scene, his body trembled all the time, and a bead of sweat the size of a bean gradually slipped down his forehead.

Qin Feng was shocked, and hurriedly used the blood yuan to stabilize the little boy's mind, and gradually stabilized his emotions.

Mother, father, grandfather, grandmother...... All my relatives were killed by them!" Suddenly, a not very heavy, but extremely strong murderous aura erupted from the little boy's body, pointing directly at the two thousand widows on the execution ground.

"Greedy wolf, give him your dagger!" Qin Feng let go of the little boy, because he knew that the little boy's resentment towards the Wa clan had reached the verge of being distorted, and it would not be a good thing for him to vent it.

As for why it's not a big knife, because an ordinary big knife will definitely not be able to get up and down with the strength of a little boy, but if it's a three-eyed big knife, the little boy may not be able to hold it, so he has to use a dagger, a dagger that sharpens iron like clay!

"Good!" the greedy wolf nodded, and without hesitation, he handed his high-grade Dao weapon to the little boy.

"Thank you!" The little boy took the greedy wolf's dagger, and his hand sank slightly, but he still held it firmly in his hand, and after thanking the greedy wolf and Qin Feng in a hoarse voice, he resolutely stepped on the Xingtai.

After listening to the tragic experience of the little boy, an uncle who had been standing on the Xingtai with a big knife before resolutely jumped off the Xingtai, made an encouraging gesture to the little boy, put down the big knife and blended into the crowd.

"The time for a stick of incense has come, execution!"

Looking up at the incense burner in the incense burner, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a token flew over on the stone table, and then, Qin Feng was still on the Xingtai with a heavy weight.