Liao Tiankun's heart was full of loss.

He was just moved by this girl, but in a blink of an eye she became an existence that he could only look up to.

He admires the strong, and even more so on a top genius like Feng Xiaoqiang, so his heart longs to get close to her.

He wanted to pass the sword technique in Old Master Liao's hand and rubbed the words on the paper with his fingers. When he thought that these words were written by her own hands, he felt an unspeakable intimacy with these words.

Feng Xiaoqiang walked out of the Liao family's mansion and met Yan Lingshan.

Yan Lingshan seemed to be waiting for her on her way. She brought more than a dozen servants, all of whom were the Little Spirit Master realm, and could be ignored.

But a man and a woman beside her...

The man in blue face and brown clothes was a monster of the level of demon generals. The woman in red with a bright appearance was actually Mrs. Wu Pheasant.

Speaking of Madam Wuzhi, Feng Xiaoqiang admires her very much.

Any monster that had met her, regardless of her cultivation level, was killed by her and injured. Only this lady, Madam Wu Pheasant, still has all her tails.

It’s not that she has a high demonic power, but that she has great ability to escape.

In the decisive battle of the Fengyun Empire, neither Chi Shu nor Juqing could escape death, but Mrs. Wu Zhi escaped without any trace.

This time, Feng Xiaoqiang did not plan to let her go. Taking advantage of the opportunity that these monsters were scattered around the continent, she wanted to defeat them one by one.

"Little bitch, you are so ugly, and you still want to seduce Brother Kun? The identity of the eldest grandmother of the Liao family is not a decoration. In a while, that bitch Bai Yinghua will come to collect your body."

Yan Lingshan stood in the middle of the road, looking fearless.

Feng Xiaoqiang sighed in his heart. If Yan Lingshan didn't commit suicide like this, she would probably have let the Yan family side department that missed the net.

Although this world has a crime of implication, she, a time traveler from peacetime, has different opinions. Good people will also have a rat shit in the rice jar, and bad people may also have a straight pony tree in the crooked woods.

But judging from Yan Lingshan's virtue, this Yan family's side branch is probably not much better.

Forget it, she took them for Emperor Fengyun.

Bang!

This slap from the air was quite a bit amazing. Yan Lingshan was knocked to the ground and rolled several times before stopping her body. Her left face immediately swollen like a big bun.

Some villagers watched from afar and were very relieved when they saw Yan Lingshan being beaten. This young lady has caused many harm to the villagers since she came to Liaojia Village.

Everyone in the village dares to be angry but dares to speak out. Now, someone finally dares to deal with her. It’s so clear to the sky!

"Milt...fist!" Yan Lingshan was helped up by Xiangju, and she was very embarrassed and couldn't curse her.

She kicked the servants with anger and said, "Roar!"

More than a dozen servants rushed up with big swords. Feng Xiaoqiang held a sneer on his lips. With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen servants seemed to have encountered the strongest typhoon, and were blown away. Some were blown to the roof, and some fell on the mud. Each of them was surging blood and wailing with their chests.

Yan Lingshan and Xiang Ju were so scared that they hurriedly hid behind Mrs. Wuzhi. Xiang Ju said tremblingly, "Madam Wu, please take down this witch quickly. She injured the lady, and my master will not let her go."

Mrs. Wu Zhi glanced at Xiangju coldly. Although she knew that Xiangju was not scolding her, she was the real witch, okay?

If she hadn't had to rely on local local snakes to do business, she wouldn't have stood up for such a brainless woman.

"Are you going to die obediently, or will Mrs. Labor do it yourself?" Mrs. Wuzhi raised her chin contemptuously. But when Feng Xiaoqiang slowly showed a wooden sword, it changed color.
Chapter completed!