Chapter 959 (1/2)
With a flutter, the folding fan was inserted into He Feng's chest and went deep into it for dozens of centimeters at once. His heart was stabbed and rotten. He Feng's face showed a distorted expression. He felt pain. It really hurt. His heart was broken. Can it hurt?
But to his surprise, how could he still be alive?
Darling, this one doesn't hurt. Isn't that like accepting lingchi?
Is it hard to let yourself work here all the time?
That's not good. After being hit like this, I can't resist. It's better to die than to live!
”Hey, can't you use some strength? Give me a happy?” He Feng turned his eyes and said with severe pain.
”How could this be possible? How could you not die?” Murong frowned. No matter how he couldn't think of the reason, he suddenly noticed that Yunzhu was standing next to him. He didn't know where he was.
He Feng also noticed something strange. It seems that Yunzhu is communicating with himself in his mind.
”Run, master, run, I can't last long!”
”I'll go. Yunzhu is helping himself!” He Feng said in his heart.
He wants to run, he really wants to run. Who doesn't want to run in this case? It's like 100 people beat you up. You don't run, you fool?
But the key question is how he runs, on two legs?
It seems that you can't run. It seems that you don't have anything else. I don't know. There are two villains staring at you here. Looking at the green eyes of piaomizi and the elder, you can't wait to tear yourself into pieces and give it to Murong to let them spare their lives!
”How about we discuss?” He Feng said with an ugly smile.
”You see you can't kill me now, can you? I tell you, what's going on? Do you know Nuwa? I tell you, there are some little relatives between us!” He Feng said to Murong.
”Nani?” Murong showed a puzzled expression and uttered a bird language.
”You don't know. Just now you said, you know I have Tianbu stone. Who made it? It's not Nu Wa? And I got the inheritance of Tianbu stone. Does that mean we have a relationship?” He Feng said with a smile.
”You dare to tease me!” Murong said angrily.
He kicked He Feng. He Feng only saw a visible depression in his body, which hit the wall like a sandbag, and then fell heavily to the ground.
”I see. It's the woman named Yunzhu who is helping you now, isn't it? Hum, he escaped quickly a few days ago. Today is the time for you two to die. I want to see how long you can last. I want to see how long your poisoned body can last!” Murong sneered.
”I'll go.” He Feng shouted loudly.
I only saw Murong's folding fan pumping on him again and again, poking his body full of holes, and his intestines flowing out for several sections. He was about to sing cool, but he didn't die. The pain of his body was even more so, which was unimaginable.
But the result is that he Feng is not dead!