「……」

For a while, everyone felt that Feng Lingzi, who was lying on the ground and couldn't move, was a little miserable.

But as soon as this idea came out, they stifled it.

What miserable, the way he showed off his might just now is still vivid! If Miss Yan hadn't been here, they would have been a hundred or ten times worse than him at this time!

Thinking about it like this, I suddenly felt that it was natural for him to do some coolies with injuries.

And Feng Lingzi seemed to be honest and didn't argue with Yan Fenghuan.

Those few wood-based monks really took the words of joy as good words, and all the spiritual power was not wasted elsewhere.

The injuries all over his body are really only seven seven eight or eight that are healed by the meridians.

It's useless not to admit it.

Those who achieve great things are not informal, and Feng Lingzi can only comfort himself like this.

He closed his eyes, endured the severe pain in his body that he hadn't felt for many years, and silently urged his strength.

As if time had turned, the gray-black powder began to flow in all directions, and then re-condensed into mountains, rivers, trees, flowers, and plants......

As far as the eye can see, everything has been restored to its original appearance, and Feng Lingzi's breath is still stable, which is obviously relatively easy for him.

No wonder Miss Yan asked him to repair it, this scene was stunned and amazed.

After the last bit of ground returned to its original state, Feng Lingzi opened his eyes, turned his head, and looked at Yan Fenghuan coldly, as if to say, "Satisfied, right?"

The latter also looked at him with a smile and praised him: "Good job."

Seeing that Yan Fenghuan didn't have the slightest intention of letting him go, Feng Lingzi's face twitched slightly: "You're not ready to fulfill your promise?"

Yan Fenghuan frowned suspiciously: "Fulfill the promise? What promise?"

"You-" Feng Lingzi's voice was high, but it touched his internal organs, and he suddenly paused, relieved the pain before saying, "Didn't you agree, and when I recover, you won't kill me?"

His face turned the color of pig liver, and almost every word was uttered with humiliation and resentment.

"Huh?" Yan Fenghuan raised his eyebrows and asked very sincerely, "When did I say this?"

Feng Lingzi's expression could barely be maintained, and he could only stare at her coldly.

Yan Fenghuan saw him like this, shook the folding fan, and said quite seriously: "You really wronged me, I have always said one thing when I have one, I said that if you don't cultivate, I will kill you, but I really didn't say that if you cultivate, you won't kill."

What's that?

Feng Lingzi looked at Yan Fenghuan in disbelief, and for a moment he almost thought that he had recognized the wrong person.

Is this still the same god-killing god that used to be?

"When did you become so oily? Do you want to be shameless?!" Feng Lingzi endured the pain and asked word by word.

The folding fan in Yan Fenghuan's hand was opened with a "snap", and she fanned her face, and the green silk was quite elegant.

However, there was a somewhat scoundrel smile on her face: "Hey, thanks to the compliment, you have to be flexible. You can't be like you've lived eighteen thousand years and you're still like a fool."

"Poof-" Seeing Feng Lingzi's face like a vegetable, many people laughed involuntarily.

Feng Lingzi struggled, half-propped up, his collapsed chest rising and falling because of his anger: "Cheap—ah!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was tightly wrapped in the silver and bright Yin Wind Thunder.

The meridians that had just been restored, because he did not protect them in time, were cut off by the lightning arc a few times, and the crisp breaking sound echoed in the ears of all the monks, and the eyelids and hearts of those who listened to it jumped.

In the end, the Yin Wind Thunder turned into several arcs of thunder, locking Feng Lingzi's limbs and locking all his power flow.

「……」

Feng Lingzi had some ominous premonitions in his heart.

Sure enough, then he heard Yan Feng ask Shen Mingzhi with a smile: "Do you want to send you a "captive"?"

Different from Feng Lingzi's anger, Shen Mingzhi and the others turned from surprise to joy and then worry, and their faces were like a palette

It's not lively.

They are not stupid, now that the aura is about to recover, and the demons are ready to make a comeback, Feng Lingzi will definitely not be able to kill them now!

Since you can't kill it, you have to do something to not be a loss.

It's not that they haven't thought about Yan Fenghuan's proposal in their hearts, after all, Feng Lingzi, as one of the only three gods in the world, is unimaginably precious.

Zhen Wuli and these people dared to come to Huaguo to be presumptuous this time, wasn't it because they had the support of Feng Lingzi? The deterrent power of a god is really too great.

Even though this god is extremely arrogant, as long as the R country has not lost his mind, they will definitely try their best to take this spirit back.

In this way, Huaguo's debts during this period of time will definitely be able to be recovered from Country R with interest!

However, it's good to think so, but no matter how bad it is, Feng Lingzi is also a god-level powerhouse, if he is really treated like this by them, he can't keep what he hates in his heart.

If you are destined to let the tiger return to the mountain today, you can't hurt your face too thoroughly.

After all, the catastrophe is ahead, and they really don't want to see the situation of not dying.

The ultimate enemy of mankind is the demons, and it is really not advisable to exhaust themselves before confronting the demons.

This also caused them to hesitate for a moment.

However, this seemed to amuse Feng Lingzi, and he looked at Yan Fenghuan and laughed loudly: "How much progress have you made? It's just a bunch of cowardly, despicable and shameless rubbish! Rushing to please them in a hurry, what do you think they have any sincerity? At most, it's just your ability and resources!"

The disdain and provocation in his tone were too great, even old guys like Ji Hongzhi couldn't hold back their anger.

This Lingzi is simply cheap and well-behaved! I really want to pinch him to death!

Shen Mingzhi hurriedly threw his hand over to Yan Fenghuan and said, "Miss Yan, we are definitely not what he said! Please—"

Yan Fenghuan raised his hand to stop his explanation, and there was a gentle smile on his face: "Don't worry, I can still tell the difference between human talk and."

In contrast, Yan Fenghuan looked extremely calm and relaxed, and lightly comforted Shen Mingzhi, she tilted her head slightly, and looked at Feng Lingzi condescendingly.

The latter was now lying on the ground with a grin, looking back at her defiantly, as if he was expecting her to be provoked.

Yan Fenghuan suddenly grinned, and the eyes looking at him suddenly became soft and kind.

Feng Lingzi frowned suddenly, he would rather Yan Fenghuan step on a few more feet than this weird appearance at this moment.

However, just as he was thinking this, Yan Fenghuan smiled and spoke.

"I remember you before, you were so cute. At your age, someone commented that you were average talented, and it was difficult to take on a big job, and you collapsed on the spot! I ran to your master with all my strength and cried, crying and wetting a whole set of clothes, just to beg your master to help you save face......

"***, shut up!?" Feng Lingzi's face turned red instantly, even if his whole body was sealed at this moment, he staggered to his feet, and attacked Yan Fenghuan fiercely.

He absolutely couldn't bear it, Yan Fenghuan exposed his shortcomings in front of so many people, how dare she? How could she!

Feng Lingzi was anxiously angry, angry, his eyes were red, every move was hand-to-hand combat, without any mercy, he wanted to tear Yan Fenghuan's mouth!

In line with the intention of not bullying people, Feng Huan put his hands behind his back and dodged Feng Lingzi's attack like a "leisurely stroll".

But the promise of fairness to the move, but her mouth was not idle.

Now that Feng Lingzi has recognized it, Yan Fenghuan must not be prepared to hide it aggrievedly, and calmly pick on Feng Lingzi's sore spot and say.

"How many years have you been practicing this move? It's still like a novice. I'll just pull a kid I know recently, and come up and practice for two or three days, and it's better than your fancy style."

The wounds on Feng Lingzi's body had a tendency to burst, but his movements rushing towards Yan Fenghuan were getting faster and faster, and his attack was also very fierce!

However, Yan Fenghuan didn't even mess up his breathing, he hid easily, and even began to predict Feng Lingzi

's move: "Tsk, slow speed, weak strength, slow reaction, is it because the power of faith has been absorbed too much over the years, and even the basic tricks have been forgotten?"

"How can you lock your meridians, it's like a wasted person, how can you say this, it's not a good person, and now it's too redundant to be a waste......

「……」

Yan Fenghuan was speechless, but he made everyone's eyes look at Feng Lingzi weirdly.

How to put it, it's like an enemy that you are very jealous of and valued, and you suddenly learn that he is not so great, and he is not as unattainable and insurmountable as you imagined.

So naturally, there is less jealousy.

And Feng Lingzi gritted his teeth and stopped, his fingertips cut a trace of blood, and the folding fan in Yan Fenghuan's hand was a move-

However, there was no response, and he was stunned for a moment, and summoned a few more times in disbelief.

The folding fan still didn't move, and he yelled angrily and helplessly, "Rubbish!"

Yan Fenghuan pursed his lips, Feng Lingzi has been in a high position all the year round, and a few words can stimulate him to lose his mind, it is really nothing fun.

Yan Fenghuan stretched out his right hand behind his back, and in his hand was Feng Lingzi's folding fan with a map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

Before Feng Lingzi could grab it, she calmly struck out a few bursts of energy, and Feng Lingzi was suddenly frozen in place, her face distorted.

With Feng Lingzi's eyes that he was about to tear people apart, she slowly unfolded the folding fan, and looked at Shen Mingzhi and the others while fanning the wind: "How is it? Will you take this captive or not?"

Gritting their teeth, several people immediately clapped: "Take!"

Such a Feng Lingzi, presumably he would have already remembered his grudges, and even if he took the initiative to be their ally, I am afraid they would have to weigh it carefully.

If you have a lot of debts, you are not afraid of worrying, and since you have almost offended, then they don't mind offending more.

Yan Fenghuan shook her head amusedly: "Don't worry! I pay the people, I will bear the debts, you can use the waste how you want, don't worry about not being able to hold back, didn't I say? I'll take care of it."

Such arrogant words gave everyone a lot of confidence, and they naturally had great trust in Yan Fenghuan.

They are not afraid of being worried about debts, and Endo is not panicking, and they are smiling and sincerely thanking Yan Fenghuan.

Immediately, Shen Mingzhi and the others, who were still hesitant just now, began to discuss at a very fast speed in front of Feng Lingzi, what kind of resources and treasures should be exchanged for him, so as not to lose money.

Is this a face-changing trick?

Feng Lingzi looked at Shen Mingzhi and the others numbly, and he suddenly realized that maybe he was underestimating this group of people.

These people don't seem to have the same reverence for the gods as he realizes......

Why?