It's pretending.

Fenghua is now taking the lead, looking at the four fields, and there is a kind of spring breeze and horseshoe disease. From time to time, he glanced back at the mighty people behind him, and looked at Yuan Jitong's eyes full of satisfaction.

Yuan Jitong's face followed behind Feng Hua as usual, with a forward-looking attitude, and whenever Feng Hua's eyes turned to him, a flattering smile would appear on his face at the right time.

As for whether the money will pour out of the nest and will have any bad impact on the industry that cracks down on the resentful buildings? Yuan Jitong naturally has a plan.

Looking at the relaxed and freehand appearance of the seal, it is not difficult for the seal to be compared to this time.

Yuan Jitong guessed that it would only be a day or two at most, and it should be solved.

Anyway, the industry of the Grievance Building is spread over more than a dozen cities, and the people he has gathered now are only here at the headquarters of the Tongqian Society, and the people stationed in other cities have not moved.

By the time the matter was done with Fenghua, the messenger he sent out could just pass the news of the complete eradication of the resentment industry to the guards of the various cities.

It happened to be launched at the same time as the headquarters, and the complaining building was caught off guard. Lest the headquarters do it first and be complained about by the building to pass the news out, and there is preparation.

Feng Hua was naturally clear about Yuan Jitong's overtures, so he didn't look back, and asked with a smile: "Yuan Jitong, you pull people out like this, what should I do if I tell you to eradicate the resentment industry?"

"Feng Shao rest assured, the old slave promised to completely eradicate the resentment industry within a month, so that they could not get the slightest material. Yuan Jitong slapped his chest with a shocking sound.

Feng Hua was silent for a while before he smiled and said, "Well, that's good." However, if you really can't finish it after January, I can give you some time. After all, you're still very careful about your work, haha!"

With that, a whip hit the horse's buttocks, speeding up and galloping.

Yuan Jitong was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly accelerated and followed closely.

The horses are Xiao Xiao, wanton and horizontal.

Fenhua stopped on a hillside on the bank of a small river, and on the other side of the river there were more than a dozen families.

This is the destination, Niujiazhuang?

A thought flashed in his heart, Wencheng looked towards the dozen or so families, with Wencheng's eyesight, even if he stood here, he could see the situation of the village clearly.

On the surface, this Niujiazhuang can't see any difference from other villages, if it's an ordinary person, maybe just take a look, and there is nothing wrong with not thinking about this Niujiazhuang.

But after Wencheng took a closer look, he soon found out that there was something wrong with this Niujiazhuang.

First, he has been here for so long, and he hasn't seen a single figure in this Niujiazhuang. How is this possible? Could it be that all the people in the village have gone out to work? Even if all of them go to work, then there will be at least traces of chickens and dogs in the village.

No, there was no trace of any living thing, and the whole Zhuangzi was in a kind of dead silence where the birds were extinct.

Second, it's noon, and the sun is blazing in the sky. The sun was shining brightly all around, and a feeling of boredom and heat rose from my heart. But Wencheng found that as long as he fell his eyes to Niujiazhuang, he felt a cold and icy aura appear in his heart, and even the heat in his heart was dispelled.

This Niujiazhuang is evil and terrible!

Wen Cheng's heart tightened, his scalp was numb, if it weren't for the seal, he would have wanted to turn around and escape.

Feng Hua turned around and Yuan Jitong ordered: "You just wait here, and when I finish it, you will go to clean up the aftermath." ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for Yuan Jitong to answer.

Feng Hua turned over and dismounted, and a person instantly flew to the other side of the river, and walked slowly towards Niujiazhuang, not to mention that it was not like a big battle, but like a son-in-law who was going out.

It's just that as Fenghua approached Niujiazhuang, the smile on his face began to fade, and a sense of wanton madness began to appear.

The madness gathered to its apex, and a roar roared out of the sealed mouth.

"Ah......h

Fenghua looked up to the sky and roared, and it took a long time to calm down.

The appearance of the sealed transformation that has calmed down has changed dramatically.

Originally, his face was like a crown of jade, but now his face was crawling with dense red silk, like blood marks. The pupils, which were as black as ink a moment ago, glowed with a faint red glow, and if you looked carefully at the whites of the eyes around the pupils of his eyes, there were also tiny red threads.

The expression is crazy and more flamboyant. The footsteps did not stop, approaching Niujiazhuang.

As he approached, Feng Hua shouted loudly: "Come on, I'm here." Come out, why don't you come out? Aren't you doing these things just to lure me out? Now that I'm here, you're coming out. ”

With a direct punch, the entire tree was broken in two, and the trunk hit by the seal instantly burst into pieces and flew forward.

There is a courtyard wall separated by a foot and stepped on it, and the entire courtyard wall fell down in pieces as if it had been hit by a heavy vehicle.

The whole person directly squeezed a hole the size of a person in the wall, and when the sealing walked out of the house, the whole house suddenly fell apart and turned into slag.

The people of the Tongqian Club were shocked when they saw this scene from a distance.

Especially Wen Cheng, his eyes were full of horror, as a real master of divine artistic conception, he saw very clearly, and knew what Feng Hua's casual actions just now represented.

"Feng Hua has the power of a divine realm martial artist in every gesture? How is this possible, how old is he? Looking at his age, he is about the same age as himself. I can become a Divine Realm Martial Artist, that's because I have an infinite skill modifier, but I definitely don't have it. The power of this sacrificial artifact can be increased as fast as the speed at which he uses a modifier? Is this the power of stealing the artifact? The power obtained after sacrificing the artifact?"

"Moreover, according to the master, the real powerful means of the people in the clan is not the fist and foot attack like sealing Hua, but the secret technique they cultivate. ”

Suddenly, Wen Cheng felt that even if he had a modifier now, he still had to keep a low profile on weekdays.

The people in the clan, who come out casually, are even more powerful than the martial artists of the divine realm. This is simply the awakening of the bloodline, and their starting point is higher than the end point of mortals. It's no wonder that when the master talks about the people in the clan, he has a forced smile on his face, and his tone is full of loneliness and despair.

It's really despairing!

This world is simply unreasonable, and there is such a perverted way of improving power.

His modifier still needs to be cultivated layer by layer of skill points, and he is still hovering in the middle of the divine realm.

As a result, the people in these clans are holding materials and smashing them at the gods, so that they can obtain power far beyond mortals. This is simply shameless, in kryptonite. And the kryptonite people are not one, but a group of people, these people are all real kryptonite bosses.

How helpless the kryptonite boss is, Wen Cheng just thought about it, and his face couldn't help twitching.

Mother's Xipi, how does this make ordinary people live? how can they not despair?

If Wencheng didn't have an infinite skill modifier, he would be desperate.

"What kind of power does the artifact itself have?"

Wen Cheng suddenly thought of the scene he saw the night he left Iron Mountain City. The fireball rolls, the day and night are reversed, and the world is destroyed.

According to Shangguan Yan, this is just the instinctive reaction of the fetish to leave the world, and it is far from being compared to the complete form of the fetish after being sacrificed.

Wen Cheng's eyes followed Fenghua closely, refusing to miss his slightest performance, and he had expectations in his heart. He wanted to take a closer look at what the secret techniques of the people of the clan looked like.

Feng Hua walked to the middle of Niujiazhuang, raised his eyes and looked around, and let out a roar again.

"If you have the ability, you will come out, it is better to come out and kill me, if you kill me, I will be free. Come on, get out. ”

The words fell, and Feng Hua suddenly turned around sharply.

I saw that in front of him, in front of the largest mansion in this Niujiazhuang, I don't know when a figure appeared standing there.

The figure was disheveled, and it was completely impossible to see the face. He was dressed in white plain clothes all over his body, and he looked like he was wearing when he was sleeping. The ten fingers of his two hands are as white as green onions, and his right hand holds a kitchen knife tightly.

Feng Hua saw the white shadow, and did not have the slightest nervousness and caution in the face of the enemy, but the whole person relaxed, and said with a smile: "Finally give up, don't you be afraid, I'm not here to kill you, I'm here to find you and kill me." If you come out like this and kill me, no one will bother you. ”

"But if you can't kill me, then you can die. If you can't kill my waste, you don't deserve to live. Come, come, with your sword, slash here. Hack me!"

Feng Hua said as he deliberately exposed his neck, waving his hand towards Bai Ying towards his neck.

"You're going to harm my child?" the white shadow stared at Fenghua, and a pleasant girlish voice came from the white shadow.

It's just that this voice is extremely strange, obviously not loud, but everyone in the Tongqian Association on the other side of the river can hear it clearly. And the voice sounded to them as if it were in their ears.

It was weird and inexplicable, and everyone's hearts were cold.

"No, my child is in my belly, you can't hurt him, giggle......"

"The child is hungry, hungry again, and wants to eat. Eating makes children grow ......"

"Eat, eat you, eat you and my child will grow up. Eat ......"

The sound came in bursts, at first it was pleasant, but soon the sound became a piercing scream of a night owl, and the last word "eat" came, and the sound was more like a demon making the most vicious moan.