Chapter 593: Suddenly I felt wronged

The tea fields are quiet and calm.

It seems that the person who went inside disappeared out of thin air.

Xiao Feng walked casually, and was not in a hurry to find it.

The cold wind blew the tea trees rustling.

Without warning, a dark light shot out.

Xiao Feng's figure shifted, dodging out.

Immediately afterward, another dark light shot in again.

One by one, it seemed to follow Xiao Feng's footsteps, more and more, densely, and seemingly endlessly.

Xiao Feng frowned slightly.

Even if he hides quickly, he can't stand such a battle, just like walking in the rain and snow, no one can guarantee that he won't get anything on him.

There was a slight vibration under his feet.

Xiao Feng's figure instantly left the place, his face changed slightly, and he jumped up.

Countless spikes suddenly emerged from the ground beneath his feet, and they were densely paved along the way.

There was a glimmer of light above his head, and there were many thin transparent lines.

I don't know when, I was made dumplings.

Xiao Feng's body fell violently, barely hitting the thin line.

At this time, a few cold lights suddenly flashed between the tea trees, and they swept in.

Xiao Feng tapped his toes on the tea tree, like a dragonfly dotting water, easily avoiding the attack.

There were a few more strong winds behind him.

Xiao Feng slashed with a sword.

A white rainbow instantly missed several long knives.

Several people missed the blow and disappeared among the tea trees in an instant.

Tea plants began to move, as if they had not taken root in the soil, or had never taken root.

Faster and faster.

Xiao Feng stood still and no longer moved.

"It's really interesting. He thought nonchalantly.

There was a series of swishing sounds breaking through the air, and another dark light shot in.

Xiao Feng dodged again, like a phantom.

Time passed quickly, and gradually the sky was bright.

Xiao Feng can't find them, and they can't hurt Xiao Feng, everything seems to have entered a dead loop, and no one can help anyone.

It's just that the tea tree is getting faster and faster, and it is dazzling.

Gradually, the rustling sound masked the sound of the wind, covered up the sound of breaking the air, and became louder and louder.

Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.

It seems that this formation is more than that.

Is that the confidence of the owner of this tea garden or the confidence of Tianji Pavilion?

Should he stop it now, or take a look at it, or take another look?

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, and in the end it was just one word, Chuang!

Whatever it is, I'll give it a try first.

He closed his eyes slightly, abandoned his eyes, and used his ears and heart to carefully identify the thousands of voices in them, and dodge all kinds of attacks.

The sound of breaking the air was accompanied by a strong wind.

Xiao Feng slid backwards violently.

A few strands of hair fell from his ears.

Xiao Feng was not nervous, and still listened quietly.

Maybe it's because the indifference has long become a habit, even now, the teenager is still calm.

Time passes.

The boy became more and more calm.

From the beginning of the danger, gradually with ease.

Gradually, he analyzed the changes in wind direction, the law of hidden weapons, the law of personnel movement, and even vaguely outlined the movement of the entire tea garden.

He snapped his eyes open.

A tornado rose into the sky in the center of the tea garden, rolling up the wind and snow.

All the hidden weapons swirled up with the tornado, densely packed, like stones, and they could be sharp and pressing.

"Go!"

A white rainbow shot away like a meteor.

Xiao Feng suddenly retreated.

Bai Hong instantly disappeared into the tornado.

The air stagnated slightly.

There was a sudden explosion, and the tornado was instantly chaotic.

Countless tea trees rose from the ground, and the earth, stone, tea and wood flew with the wind.

There was a sound of ping-pong, and the tornado gradually lost its momentum.

Xiao Feng was surrounded by people again, layer after layer, there were hundreds of people.

The wind blew the long hair of these people, and a sense of murder came to their faces.

Xiao Feng exhaled and said seriously, "Why bother to suffer yourself?"

More than 100 people did not speak.

Xiao Feng sighed, "I don't like to kill people, even if you may not be human. ”

More than 100 people did not speak, and raised their knives.

The white rainbow pierced the void, and the blood flew in the grass and stones, staining the snow and soil on the ground red, and the verdant tea trees.

The tornado gradually subsided.

There was a deathly silence all around.

The golden morning glow shone on the severed arm and stump, on the dusty white clothes.

The boy in white is still the boy in white, but no one makes a move anymore because it is meaningless.

The gray-clothed middle-aged man looked at Xiao Feng with a difficult face, "Your Excellency has made me gain knowledge, since I can't stop you, just give it to you, and the silver money will be free, I can't afford it." ”

He turned and walked away.

"Stop!" Xiao Feng shouted coldly.

"What else do you want?" the gray-clothed middle-aged man stopped, and his voice became cold.

Xiao Feng said seriously, "I don't like to kill. ”

It is ironic to say to the hundred people he killed that he doesn't like to kill.

So, Xiao Feng continued, "But, you annoyed me. ”

He took a step forward, his tone becoming colder, "You can't beat me, you should give me this manor, but if you annoy me, you need to pay some price." ”

"Then what do you want?" said the gray-clothed middle-aged man with a calm face.

"Fight with me, if you can survive, you and I will have a grudge written off. Xiao Feng said lightly.

"Don't you think this request is ridiculous?" the gray-clothed middle-aged man sneered.

"So, you can choose to self-destruct and get out!" Xiao Feng said with a cold look in his eyes.

The gray-clothed middle-aged man's face became extremely ugly, "Your Excellency is a guest, so you are too self-righteous." ”

Xiao Feng sneered and hooked the corners of his mouth, but did not speak.

"Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get out?" the gray-clad middle-aged man threatened.

"Don't you think this sentence is stupid?" Xiao Feng seemed to be impatient, "You do it, or I do it, anyway, killing so many people, killing one more, it makes no difference." ”

"You ......" the gray-clothed middle-aged man turned pale, "Okay!"

There was a burst of bang in his body, and then the whole person fell limply.

Xiao Feng looked at the man who was as paralyzed as a dead dog with an expressionless face, and said lightly, "You can continue to live here, I may only ruin this place in the future, not now." ”

"Farewell!" he turned to leave.

The gray-clothed middle-aged man looked at the back of the young man and looked at the manor full of messes, and suddenly felt extremely aggrieved.

What is this?

With hatred in his eyes, he slammed his palm on the ground.

The loess has sunk less than half an inch.

The gray-clothed middle-aged man violently spat out blood.

......

After Xiao Feng left the tea garden, he walked slowly along the street.

His hands trembled a little, and his heart was blocked.

Felt...... Very aggrieved.

He told himself that the person he killed should not be wronged, but he didn't know why he still felt wronged, and he became more and more wronged.

There was a lot of people around, some people noticed the boy, and some people didn't care, but no one knew the boy's grievances.

The sun was a little warm, and the surroundings were very lively, but the boy suddenly felt very bored.

He stopped walking, sat down slowly against the wall, and closed his eyes slightly.

The sun shone between the young man's eyebrows, and the young man's face became more and more childish and stubborn.

At this moment, in the crowd, an old man stopped.

He held a straw handle full of sugar gourds in his hand, then walked up to the young man and asked kindly, "Child, what's wrong?"

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