Hei San took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Liu is also a little lighter, you have already entrusted the relationship, let people remove him from his position as a miscellaneous supervisor, and took all the spirit stones and silver taels from him, a big fight in three days, a small fight in two days, this guy's sin is enough, then Baba ran to apologize, please forgive me, why do you do it at this time? If you are killed, it will also be troublesome......

"Hehe, even if I kill him, I don't understand my hatred, so I keep his dog life and play slowly......"

Liu Feng sneered: "That little ghost is dead, it's a pity that I didn't teach him to die in my hands, so I had to use this dead fat pig to vent my anger, who taught him not to make friends? Hmph, Yu Sanliang and Yu junior brothers, don't say that I won't give you a chance, now you will give me a turtle to climb around this small bamboo building, every time I climb a circle, I will scold 'Fang Xing is a little cheap seed', climb a hundred circles, I will spare you, okay?"

"I ...... I crawl ...... I climb ......"

The fat on the fat man's face trembled twice, and the wine jar in his hand had the urge to smash Liu Feng's face, but he finally put down the wine jar, went down the small bamboo building in despair, knelt on the ground, and slowly climbed up, one step, two steps...... The small building is not big, and it quickly finished climbing a circle, but the fat Taoist opened his mouth, but he didn't make a sound......

There was a strange urge in my heart......

It seemed that he remembered the appearance of drinking with Fang Xing, and the appearance of Fang Xing stuffing the spirit stone into him......

This feeling is very weird, which makes the fat Taoist shout "Fang Xing is a little cheap seed" two breaths slower!

"What the fuck are you doing in a daze?

Liu Feng scolded angrily, shook his hand and threw a wine jar at the fat man's head.

"Smack......

The wine jar fell, but it didn't hit the fat man's head, but was caught by a small hand.

"If you shout, shout, Senior Brother Pig, you can suffer less, don't say that you scold me for being a cheap species, it's okay to scold my ancestors for eighteen generations......"

A voice sounded, and the fat man turned his head tremblingly as if he had been electrocuted.

But he saw a grinning little devil standing beside him, his clothes were in tatters, but he was obviously a living person, he held the wine jar in his hand, shook it in his hand, and when he saw that there was not much wine, he threw it aside.

"I said, why are you so stupid?"

The little ghost complained: "It's just to scold me for a few words, and there will be no less meat, but you can suffer so many less, what are you hesitating about?"

The fat Taoist looked at it for a long time, and then tears suddenly flowed down, and he cried: "It's all the little bastard you killed this day, and you made me look like this, I want to scold you bastard more than anyone else, a hundred times is not enough, I have to scold you a thousand times!"

As he spoke, he opened his arms and wanted to hug Fang Xing.

Fang Xing looked at the dirty body on his body, frowned disgustingly, kicked it away, and scolded: "It's disgusting, get out!"

The fat man was kicked to the ground, tears streaming down his face, but there was no such desperate look in his eyes.

During this period of time, he was bullied and suppressed, and the fat Taoist was already disheartened and almost desperate, but when he was at his most desperate, he suddenly saw this little face that didn't care about smiling, and a strange feeling suddenly surged in his heart......

This little devil is back?

He actually came back alive?

Obviously he is a little hairy child, why does he suddenly seem to see a big backer?

At this time, Fang Xing, the smile on his face had suddenly disappeared, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he looked towards the bamboo tower.

Liu Feng and Hei San upstairs were stunned, rubbing their eyes a few times, they were sure that the one in front of them turned out to be the real Fang Xing, not the ghost who came back to seek revenge, the shock in their hearts was indescribable, Liu Feng was stunned for a long time, and then jumped up and shouted: "Little bastard, you are not dead? What about Senior Brother Hou Qing? How could he let you go?"

Fang Xing carried two small hands behind his back, slowly walked towards the bamboo building, and said lightly: "Hou Qing is waiting for you in one place!"

Liu Feng's face softened slightly, and he immediately aggravated his voice again, and shouted: "Senior Brother Hou wants to see me, where is he?"

Fang Xing looked up at him, his expression was not smiling, and he said softly: "He is in hell, and you will go there soon!"

Liu Feng was stunned for a moment, an unbelievable expression appeared on his face, and he shouted angrily: "Nonsense, Senior Brother Hou Qing's ability, and with the help of Senior Brother Liu San and others, how could he lose his life?"

Fang Xing said lightly: "Not only Hou Qing, but Liu San, Qian Tong, and Zhao Zhi are all dead, and they are all dead, clean and thorough!" He said as he pointed to his nose and said softly: "Only I came back alive, because I am a person who holds grudges, and I don't want to die when I think of you bastards alive in the Daomen, so I came back to send you back to the West......"

He was young, his body was small, and his face was a little immature, but he said cold words so slowly and methodically, which made Liu Feng and Hei San's vests involuntarily ooze a layer of cold sweat, and the whole person was wrapped in a creepy feeling.

"Ha, haha......"

Liu Feng deliberately laughed, diluted the haze in his heart, deliberately mentioned the fierceness in his heart, and said with a cruel smile: "Little bastard, it's just enough to come back alive, and I immediately came to the master to find death, I will fulfill your ......"

As he spoke, without waiting for Fang Xing to climb the stairs, he shouted violently, condescendingly, and smashed down with a hard fist.

At this time, he was suspicious of Hou Qing's death, and saw that Fang Xing was murderous, so he decided to strike first, take him down and ask again, although his injuries have not yet fully healed, he has also recovered almost seventy percent of his strength, and the last time he was knocked down by Fang Xing, after all, it was the other party who had the factor of sneak attack, so this time he was still very sure.

A punch is struck, and the fist wind breaks through the air, like a tiger descending the mountain, adding to the majesty.

The fat Taoist who was standing under the bamboo building and looked up, saw this scene, immediately stopped crying, and looked up with concern.

Fang Xing, on the other hand, suddenly squinted his eyes at this time, coldly looked at Liu Feng's fierce punch, without saying a word, and suddenly stepped up a step, and then his small fist clenched tightly, and directly smashed towards Liu Feng's fist.

"Bang ......"

The two fists intersected, and Liu Feng already had a victorious expression on his face.

He was most afraid of this kid's flexible body and elusive knife technique, but he didn't expect him to fight hard with his own fist-to-fist, which was simply looking for death, not a bonus in cultivation, and his own strength alone was not something he could resist.

However, soon his face changed greatly, his fists touched, and he suddenly felt a huge force hit him, as if a thousand pounds of boulder fell from the top of the mountain and smashed into his fist, "Titicaca", only in an instant, his arm was broken into several pieces, the broken bones were violently rubbed, and in an instant, the severe pain was like a sharp needle pierced into his mind.

"Ah......h

Liu Feng staggered back, opening his mouth to scream, but Fang Xing didn't wait for him to scream at all, his body was like a tanuki, following up, and a punch of "bang" broke Liu Feng's nose, and also smashed his screams back into his throat, and then jumped up, kicked his legs continuously, snapped a few times, Liu Feng's ribs in the chest had been broken several times, and he lay on his back to the ground.

After two breaths, Liu Feng gasped, his eyes were full of fear, and he opened his mouth to shout.

However, he still didn't shout, because Fang Xing had already raised his foot and stepped on his neck, and he suddenly lost his breath.

"You are such a waste thing, the master used to kill at least a dozen of them on the rivers and lakes, and you dare to calculate me?"

Fang Xing said coldly, took a jar of wine from the table, patted the mud seal, and poured it coldly on Liu Feng's head.

"No...... Don't ......"

Liu Feng was already injured, and he urgently needed a violent breath, but his neck was stepped on by Fang Xing, and it was extremely difficult to breathe, and then he was poured with wine, the annoyance and pain in his chest was almost suffocated, and a lot of wine was choked into his chest......

"Senior Brother Fang, are you over?"

Hei San, who had been sitting on the side, suddenly spoke coldly, looking at Fang Xing with unkind eyes.

(Thanks to [YangZhiGang], [Love Angel 1], and [Leathermaker Lao Dong] for the tips of the three children's shoes, thank you!)