Xue Sheng Zhang Huang was at a loss and almost tripped by the doorman, in an extremely embarrassed manner.
"Why did that person target me? I don't know him... I really don't know him."
Xue Sheng stuttered, her eyes were flustered. Feng Zhilou really sympathized with her. After becoming this queen of dragons, this woman was worried and anxious all day long, and endured physical torture.
She is so happy to accept it? If she is Miss Fengqi, it would be fine if she doesn’t want this status.
Queen Dragon, just these two words, made many women give up their dignity and life. Li Luo is one, Ruyan is, and now there is another Xue Sheng.
Poor, sad.
When Feng Yunzheng saw the Dragon Queen coming out, she ordered the disciples of the Feng family to escort the Dragon Queen out, and then held the door of the main hall with a long sword in hand, staring at the door with her eyes tightly.
Crack!
A blood-red flying, countless people's hearts and lungs were thrown out and dropped to the ground, and blood splashed, making people sucking cold and terrifying, without shuddering.
Undoubtedly, that weird guy was raging in the main hall.
Feng Zhilou felt his heart suffocated. Who is this? How could he be so cruel? He almost treats human life as a mustard, tramples on it at will without any pity.
"Fengjiazhuang, Fengzhilou, the surname Chu, I said, I will come back in five years, five years later, now I am back, I am finally back!"
A muffled voice came from the inside. If everyone else was not familiar with him, how could Feng Zhilou not hear it? It turned out to be the iron man, Leng Houzong.
Once he stood on the bridge with an iron foot crushed the head of the disciple Leng Hou. At that time, he was no longer a human being. I didn't expect that he is even more cruel now.
After a five-year agreement, he actually came back to find Feng Zhilou and wanted to fight Chu Moshang to the death.
"If you are surnamed Chu, don't be slutty, what should you do if you hide it? It's not that you're scared to death, haha, why do you have the right to be scared to death? It's my own hand to end your life."
What a arrogant word, why is Leng Houzong so confident? What kind of excellent skills has he practiced in the past five years?
With such muffled shouts, there was a sound of metal hitting in the hall.
Scratch, a tall iron man jumped out and landed on the ground in the outer hall, shattering the square bricks on the ground. There was no one on his body, all of his skin was black steel, even his eyes.
It's just a small gap.
The moment he saw the Iron Man, Feng Zhilou no longer had to doubt it. This person was really Leng Houzong, but now Leng Hou has more iron armor, heavier, and his voice becomes more timbre.
what to do?
Now that we cannot reveal our identity, we cannot let people know that the real Feng Zhilou has appeared, but she cannot watch the Feng family disciples work so hard for a fake dragon queen, and there are enough people who have died. Zhilou
How can I bear to see blood splattering again?
It is necessary to divert Leng Houzong's attention and let him come to chase the real Feng Zhilou...
Feng Zhilou looked around and searched, and finally she saw pen, ink, paper and inkstone on a table in the outer hall. This is where outsiders must leave their names when entering the Zong house.
While everyone was paying attention to the Iron Man, Feng Zhilou rushed over quickly, tore off a piece of paper, hurriedly wrote a few words on it, and then rolled it into a paper roll.
Over the years, Leng Houzong has not forgotten the shame of that year. He will come back to find Feng Zhilou and seek revenge on Chu Moshang. He should still remember Miss Fengqi's handwriting. I believe that after seeing this note, he will definitely change his target.
A piece of cloth strip was quickly removed from her clothes, and Feng Zhilou covered the cloth strip on her face.
At the door of the outer hall, cold sweat was already flowing from Feng Yunzheng's forehead.
Although he has never given up on his cultivation in recent years, he has worked hard every day to study Fengjiazhuang's martial arts, and his skills have improved a lot. Most people are not his opponents, but this weirdo is really powerful and can kill four or five in one move.
Individuals, taking away the five internal organs in the abdomen is definitely not ordinary skill. Even if he personally leads the disciples of the Feng family to stand here, he has no chance of winning.
There will undoubtedly be more people who die, and more corpses will cover the ground of Zong House. Today, Fengjiazhuang will be bleeding into a river.
He is the lord of a village, and it is his responsibility to protect the safety of his disciples and the villagers. What should he do? On one side is his seventh sister, and on the other side is the life of the Feng family. What should he maintain?
The weirdo sneered, and the laughter sounded like a ghost crying and howling.
"We are all here to die, okay, today I will kill all your Fengjiazhuang, and there will be no chicken or dog left!"
"Who are you? Where did our Fengjiazhuang offend you? If you really want to kill me, kill one of me and let my sister and innocent people go!"
Feng Yunzheng took a step forward, which took great courage, because the monster could kill him with one blow at any time.
"Kill you! It's just crushing an ant to death. What I want is the life of Chu."
Leng Houzong roared wildly. For the past five or six years, he has lived an inhuman life, without seeing the sun all day long, living in the darkness of hell. People are not like humans, ghosts are not like ghosts, and only one purpose is to avenge the previous shame.
, Kill Chu Moshang, who took away his beloved, over the past year, he has been looking for the person who killed Fengjiazhuang to attract Feng Zhilou's attention.
Now, Queen Long finally came to Fengjiazhuang, how could he miss this opportunity?
Feng Yunzheng was a little stunned. Unexpectedly, this weird guy had made a grudge with Mr. Chu, so he said coldly.
"So, you are rampant like this and killing my village people is to find Chu Moshang. I might as well tell you that he is dead. My sister Feng Zhilou remarries the second son of the Holy Land Dragon, so you and Chu Moshang,
The hatred between them should be over!"
"Dead? Really dead?"
After hearing this, Leng Houzong became even more excited, and the iron armor on his body clattered.
"Die, good death, he is dead, you are still alive. Those who laughed at me who were watching the ring back then would die!" After saying that, he shook his arms, surrounded by blue light, and bursts of thunder. This is a very good thing.
Strange kung fu can almost drive the surrounding objects to transport capacity together.
When Feng Yunzheng heard this, his face changed drastically. He looked at the monster in front of him in shock. Only one person could say such words was Leng Houzong, who was humiliated back then.
"Are you the second son of Leng Hou?"
Leng Houzong and Chu Moshang competed in the battle, but in order to win the seventh sister, they set up the arena with great fanfare. The six major families and the people from the prefect of Guangping came to watch. At that time, Chu Moshang knocked Leng Houzong down the stage with one palm.
, shocked the crowd, and many people did cheer and applaud, but who could blame this? Because the Leng Hou Shi family is usually arrogant, arrogant and unpopular, how could those disciples of Fengjiazhuang who have been bullied not take the opportunity to laugh?
I never thought that the person in front of me was the second young master Leng Hou who was beaten off the arena back then.