Chapter 961 (1/2)

”But we are not villains, we should be the role of justice!” said piaomiko.

”Everyone thinks he is just. Look at this Murong. Doesn't he think he is just? Stop talking nonsense and give it a result quickly. It's a disaster to keep it!” He Feng said impatiently.

Murong's face changed greatly when he saw this situation.

There is a feeling in my heart that the tiger is falling and the sun is being bullied by the dog. If I say who is the strongest in the secular cultivation world at this time, it must be Murong childe who has just come down from Penglai Fairy Island. It is reasonable to say that childe Ren Murong should have kicked the Nanshan nursing home and Beihai kindergarten in the secular world.

But who expected such a thing to happen now.

There's a villain around you. Oh, no, there's a traitor around you!

It's like trying to outwit Weihu mountain. Why did Yang Zirong carve that mountain for Mao? It's not that there's a traitor inside. After being stolen back to his old nest by piaomizi, Murong doesn't dare to resist at all.

People are like this. They have to be counselled when they should be counselled!

He always holds the airs of his aristocratic family childe, and maybe he will annoy the other party. Then the other party claims that he is ill and wants to live by himself. It's sad to tell him the result directly.

”Guys, let's not always fight and kill. OK? We should sit down and talk. They are civilized people, not barbarians. Why should we use force to solve the things that can be reached at the negotiation table? If I say, let's set up a table for a good discussion. What do you think?” Murong said with a smile.

”Oh, now?”

He Feng sneered.

”What happened just now? Didn't you still shout and want to kill me? Look at my heart. What's it like? Is it a human thing? Don't even give me pleasure!” He Feng clapped his chest and angrily scolded. It doesn't matter. His chest hurt a little. He couldn't help stopping his hand and looking at the hole in his chest, Is rising from the chest of an unknown fire.

”The old man chopped his finger first,” He Feng said.

”What's this? How ugly the many fingers of Murong childe are, and they have become disabled.” piaomizi advised him. After that, he smiled, glanced at the hand in his eyes and said, ”how painful it is to chop a finger. Isn't it over to chop a hand directly?”

”Your sister!” Murong's heart ran past 10000 alpacas.

But he can't say or scold. He is just like he Feng. He is only 20 years old. Of course, he is not willing to die. He is eager to live two more years and enjoy more, for fear that he Feng will be angry at the moment.

At this time, I saw piaomizi carrying a sharp knife, all of which were bright. Childe Murong had some flowers in his eyes. He smiled bitterly and shrank back. However, suddenly, a rope flew out of piaomizi's cuff and tied it, but I only heard piaomizi say: ”This is a fairy vine on Kunlun Mountain in those days. Even the immortal Luo can't get rid of it. Young man, give up the struggle and bear the next pain!”

”No, we have something to say and discuss!” Murong said repeatedly.

At this time, he suddenly thought of something. He became confident and laughed wildly, ha ha!

”Can't you be scared?”

He Feng leaned forward slightly and said with a frown.