Since he got the treasure wheel, Wang Feng has never seen this thing move, except for hearing a little bit of this treasure wheel from Xuan Qingsi's mouth, he doesn't have the slightest understanding of things.

Now this treasure wheel actually moves on its own!

Taken aback, I wanted to sink my mind into the sea of knowledge to check, but I only felt a moment of trance, and the treasure wheel flew out from the center of my eyebrows and floated in the air in front of me.

At this time, the treasure wheel was not the appearance of the cyan jade, and a golden roulette wheel was exactly the same as when Wang Feng first saw it, but at this time, the treasure wheel was still the size of a palm, and there was no evolutionary vision on it.

The treasure wheel was suspended in mid-air, exuding an inexplicable and obscure aura, and suddenly, Wang Feng found that the black strange aura that was originally wrapped around Ning Yi's body was actually like an invisible force pulling it, floating towards the suspended treasure wheel one by one.

"What's going on?" Wang Feng looked at the vision in front of him in a daze, although he had encountered a lot of supernatural things, but subconsciously he still only regarded himself as an ordinary person, at most just an ordinary martial arts master, and he still couldn't understand such a strange phenomenon.

The black qi continued to pour out from Ning Yi's body, and it was still a wisp before, but it gradually turned into a flood leaking out, and the black qi that was as black as ink was continuously sucked in by the treasure wheel, and it lasted for more than ten minutes.

Until there was no trace of black qi overflowing from Ning Yi's body, the golden light of the Dayan Treasure Wheel flashed, and it turned into the cyan jade again, and it flew towards Wang Feng with a swish, sinking into the center of his eyebrows.

Wang Feng gently stroked his eyebrows, his face full of confusion.

The mind sank into the sea of knowledge, and the treasure wheel was still suspended in it, and there was no difference to be seen.

"Forget it, if you can't figure it out, you can't figure it out, as long as the thing is still there, there will always be a day when you figure it out. Wang Feng reluctantly withdrew from Zhihai.

Standing next to Ning Yi's strange corpse, Wang Feng frowned.

Although this was the first time he had killed someone, he didn't have any burden at all, he only felt comfortable all over, and the discomfort of killing for the first time in the legend was completely gone.

This is probably the so-called thought accessibility.

Thinking of this, he looked at the jade-like wild king flute in his hand, and sighed in his heart, he didn't expect a flute he bought casually to have such great power.

If it weren't for the wild king just now, with his current cultivation, he might not be able to finish the whole chapter of the demons, it seems that this thing really has the magical effect of condensing and amplifying true qi, it seems that Huan Yi, who has the dual identity of a flute saint and a general, is really a martial arts master, otherwise he wouldn't need to let the Mo family make such treasures for him.

Thinking of the woman that Ning Yi had captured, Wang Feng was about to rescue this person by hand, but turned his head to look at the woman, and his expression was suddenly stunned.

"Yuele!" This person turned out to be someone Wang Feng knew, Luo Yuele, one of his classmates and friends in college.

Wang Feng hurriedly went over and grabbed her hand to check it, and then breathed a sigh of relief, but just like Su Ruo at the beginning, she was drugged.

With a trace of true qi in her body, Luo Yuele groaned softly, her long eyelashes moved a few times, and she opened her eyes.

First, he looked around suspiciously, and when he saw Wang Feng in his eyes, he stared at him with beautiful eyes: "Wang Feng?"

Wang Feng smiled: "It's me, how are you, are you okay?"

"Why are you here?This, what kind of place is this?" Luo Yuele's originally cold face was surprised and puzzled, it seemed that he didn't know anything about this kind of thing happening.

Wang Feng smiled and just wanted to answer, when suddenly there was a loud crash, and the door of the villa seemed to be shattered by a strong impact, and a red shadow flashed, throwing out a cold white light that hit him, and it came in an instant.

His face changed, and he suddenly rolled to the side, and the white light swept through, and he still cut his shoulder, marking a bloody mark.

Before he could see who it was, the white light swirled in the air, pointing at his throat and striking at him again.

What the hell!?

This inexplicable white light made him frightened, but he didn't have time to think about it, the speed of this white light was too terrifying, and it didn't give him half a chance to breathe.

couldn't dodge, and raised the wild king, with a crisp sound of "ding", Wang Feng finally saw what this white light was.

It was actually a short sword more than a foot long, which was blocked by the wild king two inches in front of his throat, but it still had no loss, and took Wang Feng up and flew back a few meters away.

"Sister, stop! he's Wang Feng!" all this is just a sound between the lightning and flint, and Luo Yuele on the side shouted in a coquettish voice.

"Hum!" the white dagger trembled slightly, and fell into the hand of the sudden flash of red shadow in an arc.

Wang Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and scolded in his heart, the grass and swordsmanship have come out, do you want to be so cruel?

Looking up, the red shadow was still a woman, wearing a half-length red dress, revealing a pair of snow-white slender legs, covered with a red transparent tulle.

I didn't expect Luo Yuele to have such a sister, and she was so powerful.

Thinking of the white short sword just now, although he was taken by surprise, this suspected legendary sword control technique is indeed extraordinary, extremely difficult, and the cultivation of this woman in red does not seem to be weaker than him, or even stronger.

Didn't Old Man Chen say that there are not many modern masters? Why did they appear in front of me one after another, like Chinese cabbage. Wang Feng suddenly thought depressedly.

Luo Hongyi put away the short sword, looked around at the situation, and saw the strange corpse of Ning Yi who had fallen to the ground with a satisfied and obsessive smile on his face, although it was strange, he also roughly figured out what was going on.

Not long ago, she suddenly received news that her sister was taken away, and after a check, she found out that it was a good thing that this surnamed Ning did, with her fiery temper, where would there be a little hesitation, plus her sister was taken captive, she was so anxious that she came directly to the door alone, running all the way, and when she opened the door, she saw a man's figure hugging Luo Yuele.

"Are you alright?" asked Luo Hongyi as she came to her sister's side.

Luo Yuele shook her head, although she herself didn't know what was going on.

"You are Wang Feng?"

Luo Hongyi looked at Wang Feng again, and asked in some surprise, as if he had completely forgotten that he had misunderstood Wang Feng, rashly killed him, and injured him.

"Hmph!" For the person who almost killed him inexplicably, Wang Feng naturally will not have a good face, even if it is a big beauty, it is no different in his eyes.

"Yo, you're quite grumpy. Luo Hongyi smiled: "I was sorry for you just now, okay?"

What is it, it is originally, and the apology is not sincere at all. Wang Feng scolded in his heart, as soon as his temper came up, his heart and eyes became smaller than the tip of a needle.

Still ignoring Luo Hongyi, he said to Luo Yuele: "Yuele, since your sister is here, I will leave first, and we will contact you later." ”

Originally, I wanted to reunite with my old friends and have a good chat, but because of Luo Hongyi's interruption, Wang Feng had no thoughts, and without waiting for Luo Yuele to speak, he directly said goodbye and left.