This time, he really started to kill, and he didn't struggle too much when he killed.

Now that he has a good taste, Chen Feng has a little struggle in his heart again, especially when he cleans up the person that Chen Feng deliberately blew up with the fireball technique, he is disgusted and wants to vomit.

Maybe his mentality hasn't fully adjusted, and he still hasn't adapted to the world.

These people were meant to kill themselves, and it was only right for them to kill themselves.

Chen Feng repeated this sentence in his heart, relieving the negative emotions in his heart.

The fire in the pit slowly weakened, and when I looked at the scene in the pit, there was a corpse that was well preserved.

Chen Feng chopped some wood and threw it into the pit, and burned him again.

After everything turned to ashes, Chen Feng sprinkled two stacks of talismans into the funeral for them in order to ensure that they could have true peace after they died.

"You can be together forever, remember to practice and cooperate more, and don't overturn in the future."

Chen Feng, a particular person, finally read a eulogy to them in his heart, and then buried the pit.

Back at the wooden house, Chen Feng said respectfully: "Senior brother, the outside has been cleaned up, this is what I found from those people." ”

After that, Chen Feng changed his tone and said impatiently: "Just clean it up, but I can't stay here anymore because you make it like this, and then I will change to a clean place to live, and you can keep the rags yourself." ”

"Then senior brother, where are you going to live in the future?"

"I can go wherever I want, don't ask, the master is for you to practice, if you encounter some trouble, you will lead me here, then what else do you experience, follow me to practice, if there is really any trouble that cannot be solved, notify me."

"Junior brother knows"

"The trouble is almost solved for you, bring your things back to Fang City and practice well."

"Yes, senior brother."

Chen Feng put away the dummy in front of him and the various colored talismans plastered in the wooden house, and left the wooden house.

Outside the hut, the full moon was already hanging high.

Chen Feng roughly practiced Hu Quan's fusiform magic weapon, trembled and rose into the air, and flew towards the fang market in the west.

Chen Feng didn't fly much fast this way, mainly because Hu Quan's magic weapon flying shuttle was too inferior, Chen Feng sensed it during the training, and could only barely count it as a low-grade magic weapon.

It wasn't until the second half of the night that Chen Feng flew back to Fang City.

Returning to his rented cabin, Chen Feng breathed a long sigh of relief, it didn't take much effort to kill people today, and the most energy-consuming thing was his performance of playing two roles.

The hut in the forest was a trap laid by Chen Feng, but the plan couldn't catch up with the change, because Hu Quan was too anxious to die, so Chen Feng had to change the plan temporarily.

Although today's big drama consumes energy, this energy is definitely worth it, and he can have fewer scruples in doing things in the market in the future.

Chen Feng actually didn't have to be so troublesome, he just had to change his clothes as a disciple of the outer sect of the White Water Sect, and then light up the token, the foundation building monks behind this Fang City would have to give him a thin face, and the proprietor of the Fu Pavilion would have to run to apologize to himself.

But if he does this, his Xiaofan's vest will be completely wasted.

He only regarded this trick as a last resort after his drama was smashed.

Although he was confident that this matter between himself and Fu Zheng Pavilion would not be able to alarm the Zhuji Monk to follow him.

But Chen Feng can't guarantee that he will ask the sentence "Have you seen enough of the play?" Suddenly, a foundation-building monk descended from the sky.

Let Monk Zhuji see the dummy with the messenger attached to the wooden house, Chen Feng will sit on the wax, but he can't show his identity.

But everything went well today, and even the black booklet he got from Wang Zhijie, Chen Feng also verified its effect on the monks.

Originally, Chen Feng wanted to slowly inquire about the names of the monks who were close to Fu Pavilion and Hu Quan, and then slowly do it.

Only because of Wei Ling's accurate news that Chen Feng could accurately write it down.

What kind of cerebral hemorrhage, myocardial infarction and other diseases that can make ordinary people die violently, Chen Feng arranged five for each of them.

It's just that the name is missing a few strokes, and when Chen Feng wants to launch it, he can add the missing strokes.

Chen Feng tried Hu Quan one by one at that time, and in the end, the only effective thing was myocardial infarction, but it was not fatal. It was only those few monks in the early stage of Qi cultivation who were seriously affected.

As Uncle Xue said, this booklet does not determine the life and death of a monk, and the influence of Hu Quan, who is at the sixth level of Qi cultivation, is also a shock to his body.

But what's interesting is that the monk who practiced the fourth level of qi, the black booklet seemed to have completely lost its effect on him.

Kana? Or something else. The corpse, which was not easy to burn, seemed to be his.

Chen Feng took the storage bag he got from him in his hand, and his consciousness probed into it, and Chen Feng's face showed ecstasy.

Big, Chen Feng's first impression is big.

Roughly speaking, the area of the space in this storage bag is hundreds of square meters, and the volume is several thousand square meters.

Thinking of the meaning of such a huge storage bag, Chen Feng's heart was about to jump out of his throat.

"Adventure, is it finally here?,Is this style of painting right?"

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Chen Feng carefully hid the storage bag in his arms, went out to inspect a few times, and made sure that no one else was watching, before he returned to the house and continued to receive his adventure.

After searching in this bag for a while, Chen Feng first found a small building made of gold, and Chen Feng's mind moved, and all the gold was moved elsewhere in an instant.

Chen Feng confirmed, this golden building was just the monk bored and playing around, on the edge of the golden building, he found a bunch of daily necessities, pots and pans, and even a few sets of beds, Chen Feng was afraid that there was something missing, so he searched them one by one.

The sun shone into the hut, and Chen Feng was still checking the monk's messy daily belongings.

"It's no wonder that he only practiced the fourth layer of qi at an age, and it was useless to tinker with something all day long." Chen Feng complained silently in his heart, with his far more than ordinary energy, he was a little tired from searching things in the storage bag for such a long time, which showed the miscellaneous things in the storage bag.

The hard work paid off, and finally at noon, Chen Feng found a small box, with more than a hundred spirit stones placed outside the box, as well as some commonly used things such as amulets, and the box should be what Chen Feng was looking for.

Silently reciting a sentence in his heart, blessed by the immortals, Chen Feng's mind moved, and the box was opened all of a sudden.

Chen Feng scolded directly, a box of clothes, a man trimmed so many clothes, can't eat oil cakes.

With a movement of thoughts, these clothes all flew into the garbage heap designated by Chen Feng, Chen Feng's angry scolding seemed to have an effect, and after the clothes flew away, a flat box appeared at the bottom of the box.

This time, Chen Feng learned to be obedient, and after summoning the panel and reciting a sentence silently, he opened the box.