Call~

A gust of wind blew through the dense forest, rolling a few hard-stemmed leaves, passing between Lin Feng and the man.

The leaf stalk slashed across the man's face, leaving a white mark, and the tip of the leaf passed over his eyelashes, and he didn't even notice it.

Boom!

The man swallowed, and a large amount of fine sweat broke out on his forehead.

"You~ How did you do that?" He took two steps backwards and almost stepped into the air, repeating the mistake of Yushan.

He didn't dare to look down at the tragic situation of Yu Mountain, let alone look directly at Lin Feng today.

On Lin Feng's shoulder, a white bone stretched out out of thin air, it was an arm, the bones were distinct, and it spread out with the wind.

It was this strange bone hand that killed Yu Shan.

Yu Shan, a third-order eight-god fighter!

Lin Feng sighed slightly, sat down again, and found a comfortable place with his back against the trunk.

"I'm hungry." He didn't answer the question.

The man was angry and wanted to have a seizure, but he couldn't help but think of Yu Shan.

The tree was more than a hundred feet high, and if it fell defenselessly, not to mention being seriously injured, even if it was strong, it would fall into eight petals. What's more, there is another group of ...... below He didn't dare to think about it.

"Hmph~" In the window in mid-air, a cold snort came, "Useless thing!" ”

It was the voice of a young woman.

Lin Feng didn't seem to hear it, humming the classical songs of the Silver Moon Continent in his mouth, his hands beating to the tune, completely immersed in his own happy little world.

And the voice of the woman above her head was actually not loud, in fact, it was still very soft, but her tone was very cold, cold like frost and ice in the middle of winter. This cold energy made her voice inexplicably more penetrating. A huge ancient wooden castle, her voice radiated up and down, throughout the whole place.

The cuckoo, who was holding a wine glass and boasting to others, was suddenly startled and looked out the window a little weakly. In fact, the sound came from above their heads, at least seven or eight floors away from them. But he's just afraid, who doesn't know how powerful this one is?

The big men at the table all turned white in an instant, and they didn't dare to take a sip. Some of them were holding wine glasses, some were waving their hands to prepare for a 'speech', and some were sharpening their nails with daggers, and one of them was carelessly cutting off a small section of his fingers, and the blood was pouring out, but he did not dare to cry.

Everyone craned their necks and waited for a long time, but finally didn't wait for the next sentence.

"Whew!!" They all breathed a sigh of relief.

The one sitting on the left hand side of the cuckoo whispered: "Don't dare to provoke, can't provoke~"

The cuckoo glared and nodded desperately. Don't dare to mess with it, you can't mess with it.

"By the way, lock that guy up quickly, lest he have too many dreams at night." Someone suggested.

This proposal was endorsed by all.

This round table made of tree stumps can accommodate more than a dozen people. The people sitting at this table, each of them had hideous faces, sloppy, fierce and vicious, and they couldn't stop it with a murderous aura.

When they talk about killing people and cutting off their heads, it is as common as drinking water and eating. In their mouths, the wind has been steamed and braised vinegar all over the place. Pangu was also prepared to be used as a private seal, and it was said that it was a good material.

"Wait, where are the big brothers going to lock up Lin Feng?" The cuckoo asked, with a roll of his eyes.

The man replied, "Blood Vine Purgatory." ”

After saying that, he patted the cuckoo on the shoulder, smiled, stuffed a piece of half-raw meat that was still bleeding into his mouth, and chewed vigorously with his big brown teeth.

"Sizzle~" Cuckoo couldn't help but gasp, he had heard of this place, and people in the circle rumored that it was very terrifying, but no one could tell what kind of horror it was. Because all those who have seen it have died.

He regretted it a little, regretting that a day ago, after he picked up that flying chariot on the road, he shouldn't have called these guys to arrest Lin Feng and the others. But then again, if it weren't for the help of these guys, the ghost knows what Lin Feng would do to him when he woke up.

Forget it, whether it's life or death, it's up to that kid's creation.

Lin Feng leaned his back against the trunk of the tree and glanced up at the window. The figure in front of the window flashed, leaving only a mysterious back.

Several people came out of the door next to them, holding iron locks and weapons in their hands, and walked to Lin Feng's side shouting.

These people were all second- and third-order Eight God Fighters, a total of more than a dozen, so it was impossible for Lin Feng to resist - he had already exhausted all his physical strength by using a trick of the Bone Bone Technique just now. It was fortunate that the other man was frightened, otherwise he would have died.

"Get up, change places." The leader shook the chain in his hand, crooked his mouth to show a mouthful of yellow teeth, and smiled at Lin Feng.

(End of chapter)