Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Disaster of Annihilation

Just after everyone was splashed by the sparks of the fireball technique, only a dozen breaths had passed.

The backyard, which was chaotic just now, suddenly became much quieter.

Because the people of the Zhong clan who were still wailing and screaming just now have been burned to dry bones.

"Boom! ~" Looking at the Zhong clan who died tragically in front of him, Feng Yiwen let out a creepy laugh.

At the same time, the other Zhong clan people who heard the sound also discovered this tragic scene.

Feng Yiwen, who was smiling strangely, suddenly stopped, because he was completely attracted by a beautiful woman holding a child who came from behind.

After he saw the dignified face and plump figure of the beautiful woman, the evil fire in the lower abdomen instantly swelled, rushing straight to his brain, and he only had one thought at this time, which was to vent the evil fire in his heart on this beautiful woman.

I heard him rush towards Yihe and Zhong Deyou with an evil smile on his face.

This scene happened to be in the eyes of Zhong Xing, who rushed over, and when he saw such a miserable scene, although he wanted to eat his flesh raw, but at this time, he could only hold back the hatred in his heart and hurriedly shouted:

"This immortal master, please stop! Is there anything to sit down and talk about. ”

But Feng Yiwen, who has long been carried away by desire, would listen to the words of an ordinary man.

Without the slightest pause, Feng Yiwen threw himself on Yihe, who was so frightened that he desperately ran away.

Seeing the panic that Isha showed because of the fright, Feng Yiwen wanted to be furious, and he was about to do something bad if he pressed Isha to the ground.

Zhong Deyou, who was on the side, saw that his mother was pressed under Feng Yiwen and struggled desperately, so he mustered up the courage to pick up a stone on the ground and smashed it on the back of Feng Yiwen's head.

But because of the huge improvement in the physical body after cultivating immortals, coupled with the fact that it was a stone thrown by an eight- or nine-year-old child like Zhong Deyou, it was undoubtedly itchy for Feng Yiwen.

But when he was doing big things, there was someone around him who disturbed him, which also made him very unhappy, so he saw him running Zhenyuan casually waved at Zhong Deyou on the side.

Zhong Deyou, who is only half a person tall, was "bang!" ~" flew out with a thud and landed in the corner of the wall without moving.

And the pendant he wore around his neck flickered a few times, and then it was completely unresponsive.

"You'er! ~”

"Brute! I'm fighting with you! ~”

Zhong Xing, who witnessed all this, could no longer control the hatred in his heart, so he saw him pick up a long sword beside him and stab Feng Yiwen in the heart that had already pounced on Yihe.

Feng Yiwen, who was fully devoted to Yihe under him, was completely unprepared for Zhong Xing's attack behind him, and suddenly "Poof!" ~" With a sound, Zhong Xing's iron sword pierced into Feng Yiwen's back.

However, Zhong Xing was shocked to find that no matter how hard he tried, even if he used all the strength of his body, after the iron sword in his hand pierced less than half an inch, it would be difficult to enter half a point.

At this time, Feng Yiwen, who was crawling on Yihe's body, was also suddenly stabbed behind him, and he took a breath of cold air in pain.

Being disturbed at the critical moment, Feng Yiwen, who had already lost his mind, suddenly angrily ran the true yuan to his right hand, and grabbed Zhong Xing's heart with a "swish".

"Poof! ~", Zhong Xing's whole person was shocked, and when he lowered his head with difficulty, he found that his heart was completely penetrated by Feng Yiwen's arm, and the heart inside was completely crushed by Feng Yiwen.

In an instant, blood spurted out of his mouth and heart, and after Feng Yiwen, who was already crazy, was splashed with blood, it added even more madness.

After killing Zhong Xing, who was disturbing his good deeds, with one claw, Feng Yiwen shouted at the other two immortal cultivators in the distance: "Kill! Kill them all, not a single one will be left!! ”

"Husband! You'er! ~" Without the restraint of Feng Yiwen, Yihe had already sat up, and saw Zhong Xing and Zhong Deyou, who had fallen to the ground and had no life, crying bitterly.

Hearing Yihe's cry behind him, Feng Yiwen laughed "hehe" weirdly, and a dust clearing technique was released near him and Yihe, and after removing all the blood and dirt, he threw himself on Yihe.

"Beauty! Beauty! ~ Let this son love you in the future! 桀桀桀~"

"Let go of me! ~”

"Whew! ~”

"Whew! ~”

Yihe's screams and the sound of his clothes being torn kept coming out, accompanied by Feng Yiwen's extremely excited screams mixed in.

After a dozen breaths.

"Beauty, you really make me so comfortable, it's even more delicious than the little lady in the drunken fairy house! ~Hahaha~"

……

An hour later.

Looking at Io, who was lifeless under him, Feng Yiwen shook Yihe's body anxiously.

"Beauty! ~Don't die! ~ This son hasn't had enough of it. ”

However, no matter how much he swayed, Ira didn't make a sound.

Looking at Yihe, who was lifeless under him, Feng Yiwen smacked his lips and stood up with a look of pity.

"How? Is Feng Gongzi comfortable? The two dog-legged men who had been waiting on the side for a long time saw Feng Yiwen put on their clothes and pants, and hurriedly ran to compliment.

"Well, it's just that this mortal little girl is too careless, it's a pity~ By the way, it's all gone, right?" Feng Yiyi said without being salty or light.

"Feng Gongzi rest assured, when did the villain do something wrong, not to mention the clansmen of the Zhong family, even the dog that guarded the door, I and I both slaughtered it, and absolutely no one knew that we did it."

"Hmm~ That's good, let's go, I must tell my father about this drunken immortal residence when I go back this time, the one surnamed Liu dares to beat me, hum!"

Just a few hours after the three of them left.

The corpse of an eight- or nine-year-old child in the corner of the wall suddenly moved.

After a few more breaths, the child's closed eyes finally opened, and the child looked around with great strength to support his weak body.

I saw the scene that made him run away, only to see that he was surrounded by floating corpses, and his friends who used to be alive and jumping, and the amiable clansmen were all lying on the ground with fear on their faces at this time, and the blood stained the entire backyard red.

"Daddy! ~”

"Mother! ~”

"Fauber! ~”

……

"Woo woo woo ~ wake up, don't leave You'er alone! ~”

"Mother~ Open your eyes and look at You'er, what's wrong with you"

……

"Uncle Li! ~Where are you, save my father and relatives~"

The child staggered to his feet, looked at his lifeless relatives around him, and cried in despair, and the immature cry spread throughout the backyard.

But no matter how the children shouted, these relatives who loved him so much in the past did not respond at all.

In this way, the child did not know how long he cried out, and finally he could no longer bear the despair in his heart and fainted.

"Bang! ~", and fell to the ground covered in blood.