068 Bloody and tender

"You...... You...... Who the hell are you?" Jiang Nan stammered with an eagle in his hand.

Feng Qingyang pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Do you know Feng Qingyang?"

"The wind is clear...... The wind is clear?!" He suddenly shouted, and a message crossed his mind in an instant, and his face instantly turned pale.

"There's a fake swap!"

Feng Qingyang laughed loudly, and the force under his feet soared into the sky, but the monk in the late stage of Qi refining was not a cabbage, and he could see at a glance that Feng Qingyang would not be able to control the sky, otherwise he would not use brute force like this.

Thinking of this, Jiang Nan instantly settled down, and quickly flew to the side, he couldn't control the sky!

He thought in his heart, thinking that Feng Qingyang would fall to the ground if he unloaded the impact, but how did he know that Feng Qingyang actually crossed the void and pounced on him with an evil smile.

"Who told you that I can't fly?"

The sound came, the person had arrived, and without waiting for Jiang Nan to react, the big hand grabbed down, and the neck stuck in his neck was an upside-down onion roaring and smashing to the ground.

Bang!

The dust was flying, and then there was a scream, and Feng Qingyang pulled him out, only to see that his face and nose were full of mud, looking at the wolf bรจi unbearable, where was there still a little bit of the cold and ruthless appearance of the killer before.

"Liberate!" he said silently, twisting one hand.

Jiang Nan's corpse separated, and blood spurted far away, but not a drop was splashed on Feng Qingyang's body.

Standing up and patting the dirt on his body, he sighed slightly in his heart when he looked at the two corpses on the ground, and with just such a little effort, he took away two resignations.

Human life is cheaper than grass, that's the truth!

Shaking his head, he looked at the storage bags of Jiangnan Yuwuba, Feng Qingyang collected them all, and put them into his storage ring without looking at them.

In fact, the reason why the Jiangnan Yu Five Tyrants died here was, in the final analysis, because they had a contempt for Feng Qingyang, if they bombarded them with magic weapons in the air as soon as they came, they were afraid that it would be Feng Qingyang who escaped.

It's a pity that the five tyrants were the first to kill the enemy, but Jiang Nan was frightened after seeing the five tyrants killed, and ten percent of the mana was afraid that half of it would not be exerted.

"Hey...... People die for money, birds die for food, it is really the last word that will remain unchanged through the ages!"

Feng Qingyang smacked his lips, kicked hard under his feet, and thousands of catties of force fell, the earth suddenly cracked a crack, and he threw the bodies of Jiangnan and Wuba into it indiscriminately, and went in the direction of Zhu Xuezhu.

"Is the wind blowing?"

Unbeknownst to him, not long after he left, a figure escaped from the sky, and his brows furrowed as he looked at the crack in the ground.

"What a clear wind......" After saying that, he disappeared in the air again.

Before there was an hour, Feng Qingyang returned to Zhu Xuezhu's side, looking at her still sitting on the spot with her knees crossed, the original heart that had just killed and rioted instantly regained its calm.

"You're back?"

"Yes!"

Feng Tang walked over gently, sat next to Zhu Xuezhu, smelled the faint fragrance from her between his snorts, and felt extremely comfortable, he changed his seat to lie down, his hands pillowed behind his head, and he didn't know when he was holding a weed in his mouth.

"What kind of person are you?" Zhu Xuezhu turned his head to look at him, his smart eyes glowing with unknown ripples.

Feng Qingyang closed his eyes, enjoying this rare moment of peace, and said softly: "I am a very strange person. โ€

Hearing this, Zhu Xuezhu giggled, and her sweet expression looked even more moving, not eighteen years old, but she had the appearance of a captivating city.

"Did you kill someone before?"

"Huh?"

Feng Qingyang's heart tightened, he deliberately ran away before, and it stands to reason that she shouldn't have discovered the movement.

When she opened her eyes and looked at the girl beside her, she saw through her cultivation at a glance, the early stage of refining, and she was only able to enter the early stage of qi refining.

Looking at her bright and smart eyes, Feng Qingyang's heart moved slightly, he really didn't want to lie to her. So he said, "Well, drive away the two mortal flies." โ€

"Giggle......

Zhu Xuezhu was amused by Feng Qingyang's humorous conversation again, the laughter poured into his heart, and Feng Qingyang closed his eyes again.

Suddenly, a gust of fragrant wind hit, and I felt that there was something in front of me.

Feng Qingyang opened his eyes and saw two eyes like jewels looking at him shiningly, like a pool of clear water, which looked exceptionally pure and moving.

Her long eyelashes blinked, like a pair of small fans, their eyes facing each other, their cheeks no more than a finger's width apart.

From a distance, it looks like a bunch of romantic couples kissing.

"You're a good person......" Zhu Xuezhu suddenly raised his head and said.

"How do you say that?"

I saw her point to her heart and say, "Here you sue me." โ€

Every move, every smile, is sweet and pure, with the fragrance of a girl and the innocence of a child.

"Daddy said that as long as there is no strange light in the eyes of those who look at me...... They're all good people......"

She spoke softly, as if to defend Feng Qingyang, and as if she was finding an unknown reason for herself.

Feng Qingyang was amused by her cute expression, such an innocent little girl, she was like a blank sheet of paper when she was not deeply involved in the world, I really don't know how she survived in this deceitful and bloody cultivation realm.

"Are you so sure I'm a good person?"

"I'm sure...... I said you're a good person, you're a good person......"

"Hahaha......"

"I killed someone before, two monks in the late stage of Qi refining!" Feng Qingyang winked at him, cracking his mouth to reveal a pair of sharp fangs.

I saw Zhu Xuezhu frowning and said: "Actually, you don't have to deliberately hide your fangs, because you are not a bad person, you are much better than those who are righteous on the surface but evil in their hearts." โ€

"At least you're a person who looks the same!"

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang's heart trembled again, but the words spoken by this seemingly simple girl hit his soft heart every word.

He is a human being, and he is also a zombie, he has a human soul, but he has the body of a zombie, and he originally lived a happy life in his own world, but now he bears the fate of the entire zombie race, the curse that has plagued zombies for thousands of years.

"Hahaha, since you say I'm a good person, then I'm a good person......"

Feng Qingyang laughed happily again, and seemed to have made some kind of decision in his heart, this girl who met for the first time gave him too many surprises.

"Actually, my father didn't tell you, the 'Ice Ling Grass' refining into an elixir can only last me for ten years, and I will still die after ten years......"

Zhu Xuezhu gently stroked the hair hanging down from her ear, and said calmly, she said that it didn't matter what she said about life and death, as if the person who was going to die was not herself.

"What!"