Chapter Seventy-Seven—Mystical Techniques (I)
Zhong Chang Hongyi's face stretched to the extreme, although he could still maintain his calm on the surface, but his heart had already exploded, and he couldn't imagine that the felony he caught today was actually related to the Eastern Regions Domain Lord, so could his own city lord still do it?
"Answer me!" Feng Huayuan asked in a rough voice, almost roaring.
"Huh?" Zhong Chang Hongyi was a clever man, his brain was running at the speed of light, but he couldn't think of a suitable reason to prevaricate and seal Huayuan. A smile squeezed out of his face, which was quickly replaced by helplessness.
"Answer me!" Feng Feiyu said coldly, his previous anger completely replaced by a frosty expression.
"Elder Feng, everything today is all a misunderstanding!" Zhong Chang Hongyi said, he really didn't know what reason to use to justify it.
"Misunderstanding?" Feng Huayuan sneered, but the anger on his body was gradually accumulating, just waiting for a suitable opportunity, and suddenly exploded. He took a few deep breaths to soothe his anger before he continued: "Then may I ask, did I misunderstand you, or were you misunderstood by me?"
"Uh!" Zhong Chang Hongyi listened to Feng Huayuan's tone, it seemed that today's matter could not be good, so he simply stopped hiding and hiding, and threw out a sentence on his cold face: "Then may I ask, what does Elder Feng plan to do?"
"Actually, I don't want much, you did something wrong, and the person who committed the crime is my grandson, I just want you to give him an apology! A sincere apology!" Feng Huayuan said indifferently.
"Apologize?" Zhong Chang Hongyi wondered, "Do I give it to him?" or let me take the initiative to give it to him?"
"What?" Feng Huayuan stepped forward and said, "Looking at your impatient appearance and the perfunctory feeling between your words, I feel that you seem to be very unconvinced?"
"Whether you are convinced or not, it depends on who you are right for!" Zhong Chang Hongyi said: "I don't have to say anything about you, whether it is strength or ability, so I am a hundred convinced of you! However, I am 10,000 dissatisfied with him! Now, in the future, and in the future, I will not accept it!"
"Slap a palm!" The momentum that had been accumulated on Feng Huayuan's body exploded instantly, and it was so close that all the things on the table next to him flew upside down. Whether it's a glass full of wine or a plate full of fruit bowls, they all fly out.
"Whoosh!" beside Feng Feiyu, one fruit after another flew out, looking at these fruits flying around, he flipped on his side beautifully, and the fruit flying in the air happened to fall in his hand.
"Gaba!" There was a crisp sound, Feng Feiyu ate happily, looking at the two people in front of him. As if the chaos in the world had nothing to do with him. Putting on a look that he only planned to watch the play and didn't plan to help, Feng Yuanjie, who saw it in the distance, gritted his teeth.
"Who wasted time for whom?" Feng Huayuan muttered to himself, pinching the seal in his hand, a huge palm, condensed at the top of his head, and with the change of the sigil between Feng Huayuan's fingers, the power of the palm became more and more powerful.
On the other hand, Zhong Chang Hongyi's face did not appear to be in a hurry or impatient, and after gently closing his eyes, he lightly recited some obscure words in his mouth, and in an instant, an energy fluctuation no less than Feng Huayuan appeared on his body.
"Strengthen the secret technique?" Feng Feiyu looked at Zhong Chang Hongyi's appearance, and said secretly in his heart. I vaguely felt that there was a sense of danger.
This person's strength is so decisive, there must be a great opportunity in it, I really don't know if I can meet it? Feng Feiyu said secretly in his heart, looking at Zhong Changhongyi's momentum, which was no less than Feng Huayuan's, and faintly worried about Feng Huayuan's safety.
"Hua!" Zhong Changhongyi said, his figure soaring a little.
"Demon!" he muttered again, and he finally stopped at a stage.
With two shouts, his figure changed dramatically, and he basically couldn't see the human form. And the originally emaciated figure is soaring at the moment, and even on the face, there are a few horizontal meats, which looks very fat.
"Old fellow, flash flash, you can't beat him!" Feng Feiyu said towards Feng Huayuan, and he was also far away from where Zhong Chang Hongyi was.
"Whew!" Zhong Chang Hongyi let out a beast roar, and the momentum in his body turned into substantial energy, rushing towards the place where Feng Huayuan was, the speed was unstoppable, and it arrived almost instantly. Before Feng Huayuan had time to dodge, he was already close.
"Bang!bang!bang!" The deep drum beat one after another, hitting Feng Huayuan's body, like marbles one after another, frantically hitting his figure until it was deformed.
"Ahh At the same time, the phantom of his big hand that was stagnant in the air also attacked in the direction where Zhongchang Hongyi was.
"Coo!" Zhong Chang Hongyi's stomach kept making a huge cooing sound, like a frog, and its mouth opened one by one, as if it was accumulating the energy needed for the next outburst.
The moment he opened his mouth, he suddenly felt that there was something more on his mouth. The accumulated energy dissipated in an instant, causing his originally fat body to dry up in an instant like a deflated balloon.
"Phew!" he spat out something sweet, and when he opened his eyes wide, he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
It turned out that the extra thing that came out of my mouth just now was a fruit that had been bitten off in half. It seems that there is a clear bite mark on the edge of the fruit.
"Giggles!" Feng Feiyu looked at Zhong Changhongyi with a smile and said, "Old man, don't be so angry, eat a fruit, get on fire!"
"I know you must want to beat me now, but if you go down all of a sudden, I can guarantee that you won't want to turn back into a man in your life!" Feng Feiyu looked at Zhong Changhongyi's hand that was about to be suppressed in an instant, and spoke.
"Hum!" like the sound of the air being cut, Feng Feiyu's head, Zhong Chang Hongyi's fist, stopped.
"Boy, what do you know?" Zhong Chang Hongyi said, a rare trace of sadness on his face. Looking at Feng Feiyu's eyes, he also became a little thirsty.
"Hey, hey, Yuanjie, tell me, what's wrong with them?" Feng Huayuan kept shaking Feng Yuanjie's head and asked anxiously.
"This, that, actually, maybe, maybe, maybe, what if, I mean if, what if I also say I don't know?" Feng Yuanjie said incoherently, looking at Feng Huayuan with a puzzled expression.
"You guys open it for me!" Feng Huayuan patted Feng Yuanjie's head and said.
"Can this matter be taken seriously?" Zhong Changhongyi looked at Feng Feiyu's eyes and almost burst into tears.
"Seriously, seriously, seriously! What I said, there has never been a fulfillment!" Feng Feiyu smiled and closed his mouth, and kept patting Zhong Changhongyi's shoulder that had wept several times.