The first thing that caught my eye was the person sitting close to my right.

This person was dressed in white and held a delicate jade fan in his hand.

The jade fan moves with the wind, and it makes the eyebrows and eyes of the people in front of him more and more clear, and the bearing is extraordinary.

It's just that as soon as I looked at him, I felt very big.

Because this very good-looking little brother is no one else, but the sworn enemy of Middle-earth and me. The head of the four evil cities paints the city lord of the bone city - the painting of the long wind.

"Yes, yes, don't be impressed for three days. Miss Zang, oh no, I am really impressed by the great masters of Middle-earth. Hua Changfeng said with a smile.

But others may not know it, but I know it very well.

Behind his smile was endless killing and bloodlust.

"It seems that I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out today, and I actually ran into the painting city lord. It's just that I'm curious, how did you get all the way from Kyoto to here? I asked with a sneer.

At the beginning, the Pink Lady, Hua Changfeng, and the other three city lords, as well as the Beiyuan Polar Evil Corpse, and the Snow Mountain Little Corpse King were all personally escorted back to the Deep Sea Prison by my third uncle and fourth uncle.

The news that came was that Pink Lady and the others were either seriously injured or had been directly executed.

I didn't expect the painting to be still there.

"I didn't expect it either, but Mr. Zang Guoshi, your father, Mr. Zang Jiada, is really powerful. All three of my lords died at his hands. The painter said with a regretful demeanor: "The three city lords of beheading, peeling, and cramping have been with me for many years." ”

"So what? Does the painting lord want revenge now? ”

Then he's better to go.

I promise, my dad will send him to join those three.

It just so happens that they can make a table of mahjong.

"Zang Guoshi is really humorous, but I don't know if I will be so humorous when I go to see Hades first." Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind me.

And what followed was a middle-aged man in a black Tang suit.

The man looked ordinary, nothing special.

But the brocade silk in his hand was very gorgeous, as if the rainbow in the sky was contained in it.

"Rainbow!" Lei Ming, who was originally standing behind me, immediately stepped forward and blocked next to me.

I patted his hand lightly and motioned for him to step back first.

"Mr. Wind, meet again. Which of your fake surrender plays last time was really good. I still haven't even gotten back to it. I said coldly: "I don't know if Mr. Feng will repeat his old tricks this time?" ”

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The obvious meaning of this is that I want to tell the person who has been sitting on a high place.

The lord of Tianguan City with a black veil.

The people she put in were not reliable stubble.

But what I said was so obvious that people didn't seem to hear it, but they still sat upright. Glance at me from time to time.

Forget it, the revolution has to rely on itself.

I figured it out, and I didn't look at the city lord anymore.

Feng Hong opened his mouth at this time: "Zang Guoshi, I heard that Xiao'er died at your hands. ”

This is not a question, but an affirmative statement.

And since he already knows, then I have nothing to hide.

Instead, he said truthfully: "That's right. He was stoned to death by my unicorn ghost seal, and his dead body was like a puddle of mud. ”

It is not an exaggeration for Feng Qingyu to die 10,000 times.

Because without him, the god of wind would not have died.

Obviously, Lei Ming had the same idea as me, so he didn't speak, and suddenly said, "Mr. Feng, if you want to avenge your son." All of our hidden generals are with you to the end! ”

"Hidden General." Feng Hong smiled coldly and said, "If I'm not mistaken, Wind Howling is the leader of your hidden generals." But he died, and at the hands of my son. ”

"Fart!" Lei Ming immediately retorted, "It's clear that Feng Qingyu was cut off by the wind god with one of his right arms. Fengshen and Feng Qingyu fought several times, but they were never defeated! ”

"Then why do you Yin Jiang hate my Feng family so much? Isn't the howling of the wind because of my son's death? Fenghong is not ashamed, but proud.

Lei Ming already respected the howling of the wind, and watched his former leader insult him so much.

Since I was extremely angry, I didn't intend to stop Lei Ming.

After all, if Lei Ming can't beat it, then I'll make another move, just so that both their father and son will die under the Qilin Ghost Seal, and it can be regarded as a neat family!

"Tianguan City Lord, are you a street entrance vegetable market?" A man in a yellow monk's robe spoke suddenly.

I looked the man up and down, and quickly recognized his identity.

"Are you a Brahmin?"

"That's right, I am the Middle-earth National Master."

"Your Pope was beaten back to his hometown by us, and you came to send people to their heads again?" I smiled coldly.

Compared with the painting Changfeng and Fenghong, these two old enemies.

This new enemy outside my borders irritates me even more.

But I was angry, but people were not angry at all, but said unhurriedly: "The Middle-earth National Teacher is very angry." However, it was also your general affairs chief who had just been killed in battle, and the Kyoto dragon vein was destroyed again. Now that the era of the end of France has also come, Middle-earth is in danger. It's understandable that you're in a bad mood as a national teacher. ”

Damn it!

As I said, people outside the country hate it the most.

But in a few words, the situation in Middle-earth was sold.

"Are the Brahmins so late?" Although I was extremely angry in my heart, I didn't show it on my face: "Then I'll help you popularize science." Our current chief of general affairs is Lin Zhenhua, that is, the strongest man in Middle-earth. You dare to say he's dead. If you are not afraid that you will die very young, you can go to him and talk about it now. As for the dragon vein, it has been destroyed, but we have found a way to remedy it. What's more important is that Mr. Big and the third and fourth masters of the Wu family have already gone to Tamsui Lake. Therefore, the so-called end of the Dharma era has no more than this effect on our Middle-earth. ”

"But the Brahmins we will surely perish."

This is also what Lin Zhenhua meant, not only the Brahmins, who were agitated with Zhuang Daoran before, and came to Kyoto to fish in troubled waters, none of us in Middle-earth will let go.

"Okay, the Middle-earth National Master is really angry, so it's better to fight now."

"Absolutely glad." I said with a sinking face.

Except for the city lord of Tianguan City, who had not spoken all this time, none of them were our friends in Middle-earth.

It's definitely better to break them one by one than to rush them all at once.

But what I didn't expect was that this Brahmin disciple had a lot of thoughts about strength or not: "Painting the city lord, Mr. Feng doesn't work together." Don't you still have old hatreds? Besides, one less of her we're one less competitor. ”

"My Feng family doesn't make sense." Feng Hong smiled gloomily.

Painting Changfeng also put away the jade fan and said, "It's just right." I also want to understand the power of Zang Guoshi. ”

Gotta get it.

This is preparing for the siege.

Yes!

I smiled and nodded: "Since you have decided to die together, then I will fulfill you." ”

That being said, I'm not actually sure.