Chapter I

"Cough, it's a pity, although the little young master is despicable and shameless, but he is good to us, why are the meridians broken......"

"Yes, the meridians are broken, and it won't be a waste. ......”

"Back then, the little young master's cultivation talent was a little stronger than that of the eldest young master, and he actually became a wasted person..."

“......”

The sighs and sympathy around didn't seem to affect a teenager. Yi Feng still had a wicked smile on his face, the corners of his lips outlined a curvature, and his bright eyes were full of cynicism.

Five years ago, he survived in the eyes of everyone who couldn't believe him, but he was forced to become a waste. A waste that will be spurned as soon as it goes out.

However, there is no endless road, the waste of the past is no longer a waste, he has disappeared for five years, and five years of growth have given him arrogance and capital, and he disdains to defend the title of a waster.

It has been seven years since Yi Feng crossed over to this continent, and he has experienced too much, and he has long been out of his mind about a little gossip.

That's right, Yi Feng came through here.

Yi Feng couldn't have imagined that a group of fox friends and dog friends took advantage of the alcohol to make trouble in the cave room, and stole into the bride and groom's new house one by one.

But there was a thought that Yi Feng, who had just broken into the groom's new residence, was tripped over by a wire, and the torn wire was put on Yi Feng, who was drunk and confused. There was no pain, and he didn't see God, but he was abandoned into this strange world.

Yi Feng once wondered if God's bastard was afraid that his wife would be seduced and leave, so he threw him into this world.

It must be for this reason, I am so handsome, the God who sells cakes must be worried. Yi Feng thought for a long time, but could only find this reason, he shook his head with a wry smile, and said helplessly: "The old man is right, if you disturb other people's Spring Festival, you will be struck by lightning, but you can't split me alone......"

"Brother of the dog. I've always said: I have the chance, I must give you a big gift for your second wedding. Belch...... Even though I was thinking that you wouldn't have a second wedding. However, this big gift was sent in advance, girl, Lao Tzu used his own funeral to celebrate the wedding for you, who has such a cow!"

Thinking of this, Yi Feng had a hint of evil smile on his face, it was not without benefit to cross here, at least he was much younger at the beginning, even if it was almost seven years, he still looked like a young man.

When he first crossed over here seven years ago, Yi Feng originally thought that he had arrived in an ancient dynasty, but gradually it became clear that this world was different from any dynasty he knew.

This is a brand new world called the Qilan Continent. This is the world of warriors, although there are also people in this world who are called poets, painters, dancers, healers, and even weird dementors. But among these people, the warrior is the authentic.

When the strength of a warrior reaches a certain level, he can be called a martial artist and a painter. The title of monarch as an emperor is used to describe a warrior and is recognized by the world. You can understand the influence of the spirit in this world.

With his personal strength, he can be on an equal footing with the emperor. This can be imagined that this world is completely deduced by the law of the jungle, and strength is respected.

Yi Feng once thought that he was lucky to cross over to a family of martial artists, and when he was still a child, he was called a martial arts genius.

Yi Feng didn't expect that two years later, the assassin's palm would cut off the meridians of his beating and he would become a waste. and then endured the insults of the world, all kinds of ugly words filled my mind, and even insulted my parents in my previous life. His parents were insulted by others. This is Yi Feng's reverse scale

Thinking of this, Yi Feng felt that his anger was about to burst out.

Since Yi Feng became a waster, his father's attitude towards Yi Feng in this life has changed sharply, and he can't wait to kill him to erase his stain, which is also the reason why Yi Feng disappeared for five years.

In the past five years, he has endured too much for this, and twice in order to get rid of the name of a waster, he has been worse than dead. A modern person, how can he have been tortured so much.

What made Yi Feng especially hateful was that the assassin's target was actually aimed at her, and Yi Feng thought of her beauty, and she was good to herself. Thinking that someone like this wanted to assassinate her, Yi Feng couldn't wait to drink his blood and pump his tendons.

All of this made the anger in Yi Feng's heart increase unabated, and after five years of investigation, he also knew the identity of the assassin, and also knew that the power behind him was as strong as a country.

However, this could not stop Yi Feng's desire for revenge at all.

"Bastard, Ben Shao will cut your flesh with a knife and torture you to death. Yi Feng made up his mind in his heart, and then shook his head slightly, throwing out the anger in his head.

Lazily put his hand into his pocket, and after groping for a while, Yi Feng was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head with a wry smile: "It seems that I am still not used to this world, this continent, where is there such a thing as cigarettes? ”

Yi Feng took a branch in his mouth and looked at the passing servant as if he were ostentatious.

"Little master, the branches are very dirty. Finally, a servant came up and reminded him.

"Have you noticed that I'm so handsome?" Yi Feng asked, squeezing a smile on his face.

"Little master, you don't have any cramps in your face, do you?"

"Puff ......" Yi Feng's blood was rolling, and he looked fiercely at the servant who was rated as the most honest in the family and spit out a word, "Get out of ......"

Back then, on a dark and windy night, Yi Feng was dressed in a sharp brother costume, with melancholy eyes, weed-like hair, Tomgers's smile, an embarrassing beard, a wallet with a few dime coins, and the half pack of seven wolf cigarettes, which made countless women passing by her scream, and the voice was simply compared to the screams of the Heavenly King's concert. Some people were so excited that they fainted. Ahem, it's so charming!!

Although he was arrested and brought into the bureau on charges of affecting the city's appearance afterwards, it is undeniable that he is handsome, or the woman will faint with excitement?

"Ben Shao, a man who is so stylish, even if he doesn't have cigarettes, will be deeply betrayed. It seems that Ben Shao should be low-key in this world. Yi Feng muttered quietly, simply put his hands into the wide robe, his body was slightly on one side, and he stood against the door frame in a cynical and lazy attitude, looking at the people in front of him, and took a deep breath: Forget it, when you come to this world, you can live a good life, not to mention, that bastard assassin's mountain gate Lao Tzu must destroy him.

"Life is fun because the old plays with me. God of dog days, I circle you ......"

Yi Feng gestured a middle finger at the sky and scolded.

This roar made everyone around turn their heads to look at Yi Feng at the same time, and the noisy space instantly fell silent, as if time was frozen in one scene.

"This little young master who just came back is crazy again......"

All the servants shuddered, and hurriedly kept a certain distance away from Yi Feng.

Yi Feng was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but explain with a wry smile: "Ben Shao didn't go crazy." ”

, have you ever seen that psychotic say he's a psychopath? All the servants were a little faster again.

......

"Young Master Yiliu, you're here!" a servant's respectful voice pulled Yi Feng's thoughts back, and he turned his head to look at the source of the voice, only to see a young man in his twenties walking towards him with hearty steps.

The young man has a strong body, a face mixed with a little evil charm, and clear eyebrows, I have to admit the lethality of this look, and it is no wonder that he can often hook up with the Oiran of the flower boat.

"Big brother, I'm glad that my father's surname is Yi, not Jiu!" Yi Feng turned his lazy posture slightly, looking at Yi Liu and smiling teasingly.

Yiliu was slightly stunned, and then shook his head with a wry smile. is his little brother, although separated for five years. But strange words often make me smile bitterly. According to his explanation, the surname Yi is first-class, and the surname Jiu is naturally ninth-rate.

"Little brother, you still haven't changed at all. But ......" Yi Liu looked Yi Feng up and down, and his attitude revealing a loose atmosphere made him answer helplessly, "If my father sees your posture, I'm afraid you will be scolded again." ”

Yi Feng smiled slightly, and said with a soft smile: "Big brother, you shouldn't be here to learn from your father." Tell me, what can make you leave a flower boat. ”

Yiliu looked at his little brother, and suddenly sighed, with a look of regret in his eyes. This depraved and scattered appearance made him sympathize with him.

Yi Feng was originally regarded as a spirit with excellent qualifications, but an accident broke his meridians. Survived in the midst of everyone's incredibleness, but he didn't have a chance with the spirit. To put it bluntly, it's a waste. A waste, you can think about how difficult it will be to live in the Doumei Continent where the weak eat the strong.

"Little brother, you can't become a martial artist, even if you can follow the text, there is no shortage of powerful ministers in history. Yi Liu's tone was low, but he could make people feel the sincerity and a hint of firmness.

Yi Feng smiled slowly, the corners of his mouth lifted lightly, and he smiled casually: "What class of martial artist is the eldest brother now?"

"Third-Order Spirit Man!" Yi Liu thought for a moment, but still said truthfully.

The unhurried words made Yi Feng's hand holding his nails pause slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed in his heart. Third-order human level, it seems that his big brother has grown up a little fast. In the younger generation of this small town, he can walk sideways.

The people of this world believe that everyone is a spirit, and the spirit is naturally the soul, and the body is naturally the body. Therefore, they also cultivate the soul and body.

There are ten levels of spirits: Child, Scholar, Human, Teacher, General, King, Honorable, King, Saint, and the legendary God. Each stage is divided into nine stages.

Yi Feng seemed to understand a little, why the eldest brother never asked about Huachuan's father, such an impressive achievement at the third-order human level was enough to give the antique's father the green light.

Yi Feng thought evilly in his heart: Did he beat his eldest brother hard, lest he be too proud, hehe.

Yi Liu secretly looked at Yi Feng's face, and seeing that his face was full of evil smiles, he couldn't help but shudder, but there was more doubt in his heart. His little brother is too different, he can't become a martial artist, it stands to reason that he will inevitably be disappointed when he hears such a result, but he is calm and natural, is his mind really honed to the realm of pampering and not being shocked?!

"Little brother, you really can't tell me, where have you been in the past five years?"

"Tell you, I'm afraid you'll be jealous, and I can't bear to wipe my neck with a knife. Yi Feng said with a smile. I have been involved too much in the past five years, and my identity can't even be known to Yiliu.

Yi Liu looked at Yi Feng with disdain: Joke, is there anything in this world that makes you jealous of wiping your neck with a knife?

However, Yi Liu's heart became even more curious, what has he been doing as a little brother in the past five years? I always feel that this kid is infinitely mysterious, and even known as a genius, as if he is ashamed of himself in front of him.

"Little brother, do you think I'm happy to know!" Yi Feng said disdainfully, "I'm here to tell you good news." Cousin Qin is back, and she should be in the front hall now. ”

"Whoosh......"

With a hasty sound, Yi Feng stood up violently, and the casual posture just now disappeared completely. A beautiful figure also flashed in his mind. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but bloom with a smile.

"I don't know what you look like after five years? Are you already upside down beings?" Yi Feng muttered to himself, the smile on the corner of his mouth even better. An expectation, and even a timidity rose from Yi Feng's heart.

Yi Feng's disappearance of laziness made Yi Liu smile bitterly: "Perhaps, only Cousin Qin can change the lazy posture of the little brother." ”

It's just that Yi Liu didn't notice that Yi Feng, who was supposed to be a wasted person, was not running at a speed that a wasted person should have.

Yi Feng, who galloped to the door, stopped suddenly, and in Yi Liu's doubts, he turned around, suddenly took out an item from his arms, crossed a curve and threw it to Yi Liu.

"Big brother, keep ......"

Looking at the thin quaint book in his hand, the yellowed and somewhat torn paper made Yiliu frown, but he still straightened the book suspiciously and glanced at it lightly.

But immediately, he shouted in horror: "Sun-rank low-level martial arts!"

Yi Liu's eyes widened, and he looked at it again in disbelief, and the few words on it made him finally accept this reality.

Yi Liu's fist-sized heart was beating as if it had been shaken by a raging storm. I couldn't calm down for a long time. The daily level exercises, how many people will fight for it.

"This little brother of his own, it is really mysterious, but what has he done in the past five years?" Yi Liu was very helpless, Yi Feng didn't say, he had no choice.

Although he is his eldest brother, he throws out the low-level exercises of the Japanese rank like garbage, which is too good. It's something that will be fought over and bloody.

Yiliu shook his head vigorously, a helpless and bitter smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, looking at the cheats in his hand that looked very bad, he was ecstatic and deeply helpless at the same time.

"Perhaps, only Cousin Qin can get some information about him in the past five years. ”

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