The person who came spoke a language similar to him, and even the tone was a little similar.

Looking at the dress again, the white formal clothes, with a long flute behind him, even the expression on his face was not bad at all, and it was just a lively Feng Feiyu who walked over.

Looking at this scene, Feng Feiyu, who was standing in front of the guard, stepped over with ten thousand grass and mud horses in his heart, and then there was a roar of horses, and his voice was full of anger.

He slowly touched his back with one hand, and then said with an innocent smile: "Yo, did the little brother also come to the Feng family to find a fight?"

"Hmph!" The child dressed in imitation of Feng Feiyu straightened his chest, looked at Feng Feiyu with disdain, and said slowly: "What nonsense, I will naturally go home!"

"What kind of thing are you, you dare to imitate me!" He looked arrogant, glanced lazily at the guard, and said, "Come on, come on, go and inform the old fellow that I'm back!"

As he spoke, he didn't care about anything, and he planned to step forward.

"Slow!" the guard said, picked up the halberd in his hand on the ground, aimed at the young man's head, and said coldly: "If you dare to take another step forward, I guarantee that your head will be on the ground in the next second!

Ignoring the guard's threat, the boy stepped straight in.

"You ......!" the guard, though holding the spear in his hand, turned blue and said a wordless speechless, and fell silent.

After several internal struggles, he finally mustered up his courage, and said with a stiff face: "Little family master, I'm sorry, I really don't know that you came back! Otherwise, even if you lend me ten guts, ah no, lend me a thousand guts, I don't dare to do this to you!"

Dare to ignore such a threat, who else is it not the head of the small family?

At least, no one I know is so daring!

Thinking like this in the guard's heart, he asserted that the young man standing at the door was the head of the little family who had been away from home for several days. Immediately after that, there was the scene of the previous apology.

Feng Feiyu looked at all this with a smile, but a cold color quietly appeared in his eyes.

Because, he noticed that what the young man was holding in his hand was not a real flute, but a short blade with a high threat, but Feng Feiyu still didn't realize that this young man was actually not a young man.

As the young man's figure disappeared at the door of Feng's house, Feng Feiyu took the same step without looking back, chasing after the young man in front.

The guard only felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him, and he was gone. When he regained his eyesight again, he found that the one who had broken into the Feng family, the "copycat version" of Feng Feiyu.

As if sensing the anomaly behind him, the young man who had been pacing slowly in front of him instantly accelerated the speed of his feet at this moment.

Feng Feiyu didn't bother to care about the guards who were desperately chasing behind him, his body quietly left the ground, and chased after the young man in front of him in a state of flying almost close to the ground.

"Oops! This kid is really a tricky guy!" Nervously entering the first door of the Feng family all the way, the young man who learned to dress up like Feng Feiyu was in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, he deceived the guards, but he was recognized by this young man.

He was sweating profusely, but he didn't have time to pay attention to it.

At this moment, there was only one thought in his heart, that is, to use Feng Feiyu's dress to gain Feng Huayuan's trust, take advantage of his unpreparedness to attack him, and stab Feng Huayuan with the short blade in his hand in an instant, which is to complete the task.

The reward for this quest is a high-level Blood Soul Pill.

With this Blood Soul Pill, his strength will no longer be suppressed, and he will be rapidly improved.

And his own identity is a member of the Blood Soul Sect.

Such an appearance, such a dress, and such a state are just the effect of a high-level transfiguration pill.

Seeing the young man behind him chasing after him, he finally felt a trace of panic.

Before he had time to think, he just shouted and ran forward.

"Old fellow, help, someone is going to kill me!"

Seeing this, Feng Feiyu's mind was flustered, and just now taking advantage of the gap in the chase, he had already detected a trace of corpse qi, that is to say, the young man in front of him was probably a killer of the Blood Soul Sect again.

Then, what he holds in his hand is a sharp weapon that can make people stained with corpse poison.

Feng Feiyu analyzed like this and sped up the speed of his feet.

The guard looked at the speed at which the two of them were scrambling, as well as the ghostly pace of the latter, and finally shook his head helplessly and chose to give up the chase.

Because, his strength has just entered the Dingshi stage, and he can't even reach half of the speed of Feng Feiyu.

But he didn't know that Feng Feiyu was only moving forward at the slowest speed he could control at this moment.

In an instant, Feng Feiyu's body was surrounded by several vigorous qi, like a natural baffle, removing the shield in front of him, and quickly chased forward.

The guard looked at the two men in front of him, his jaw dropping so much that he almost hit his knee.

"Old fellow, help, someone is going to kill me!"

The "Feng Feiyu" in front of him kept shouting, and his voice also attracted the attention of several strong people of the Feng family.

However, when they saw that there was a "modified version of Feng Feiyu" behind him, they all smiled and didn't care about anything.

Isn't this just two children playing at home, they will naturally not be stupid enough to save the scene.

Besides, now that there are two Feng Feiyu, which one should they save and which one should not be saved, it is also worth thinking about. Instead of intervening in the unknown situation and making a nose dusty, it is better to burn a pot of old wine and watch the fight between two children.

Feng Feiyu looked at the reactions of these strong people, and his small face was full of speechlessness written in capital letters, and he fainted on the ground several times.

Nima, can't you see it, is it really that my change is so big? Isn't it just that my chin is a little sharper, my nose is a little straighter, my body is a little longer, and the most important thing is that I am a little more handsome, and I can't even recognize who I am?

Wait a minute, it seems to be far away, whatever, pull it back, continue to chase!

Blood Soul Sect, you will die!

After saying that, his head pressed down, and his body was like a swift cheetah, and he instantly pounced on the back of the young man in front of him.

"The child of the Blood Soul Sect, you have the courage to come to my family, but you don't have the courage to reveal your true body, what kind of ability is this?"

Feng Feiyu's voice, like a call from the hell of death, exploded in the young man's ears, and in just an instant, his speed was greatly slowed down.

Feng Feiyu watched his changes, his heart was happy, he touched his back with one hand, and with the other hand, he tightly pinched the neck of the young man in front of him.

He smiled, a long-lost battle intent appeared on the corner of his mouth, and finally in the shock of the strong people in the audience, he smashed down with a punch.

"Bang!"

I only heard a dull voice, and the young man with the black flute on his back looked at Feng Feiyu who flew out upside down in surprise, and didn't know what to do.

And Feng Feiyu in the air, but there was blood at the corner of his mouth, and a trace of disappointment emerged from his heart, which exploded in his heart in an instant, and he could no longer linger.

"Old fellow, you ......!" he muttered to himself, but before he could finish his sentence, his body fell heavily to the ground.