"Hu family?" Chen Feng had heard that Duan Xinpo had told him most of the noteworthy families in the Xuan world in order for him to help the Xuan Master complete his plan.
"Since you know about the Hu family, why don't you let me go quickly!" Qian Liu tried his best to hold his head high, imitating Huan's behavior, and pretending to be aloof.
Like a monkey walking over people, it looks nondescript.
Not to mention that he is now covered in pitch black, like black coal, which makes people laugh.
Seeing that Chen Feng still didn't let go, Qian Liu's face looked a little confused, as there were so many people watching behind him.
"What are you looking at? Why don't you let me go!" Qian Liu puffed out his chest and looked like he was in trouble.
Chen Feng sneered and used force on his hands. He just taught him a lesson. Qian Liu screamed in pain and struggled in a cold sweat.
"Hurry up..." Qian Liu was trembling, unable to say a word.
The power of thunder and lightning circulated in his meridians, and every time he had accumulated a little spiritual energy, it was washed away by the power of thunder and lightning. He could only endure the torture, but to no avail.
As Chen Feng let go of his hand, Qian San fell to the ground helplessly, with white smoke rising from his body, accompanied by the smell of barbecue.
His indifferent eyes swept over Huan and the others. Chen Feng ignored them and continued to pick exquisite grass.
As long as they don't interfere, Chen Feng has no interest in doing anything with them.
If you don't have time to fight them, you might as well pick more exquisite grasses.
Chen Feng thought about the other medicinal materials needed to refine the Recovery Pill and the Spirit-Eating Pill, and couldn't help but sigh.
His master had said before that he would teach him how to make alchemy, but something happened and he never learned it.
Even though Chen Feng has countless elixir recipes from the Xuanyi Sect in his mind and now has enough elixirs, he does not know how to make elixirs.
Even if these elixirs are swallowed directly, they are still effective, but after all, they are not as effective as refining them into elixirs.
If you swallow the elixir directly, you will inevitably run the risk of exploding your body.
Juan waited for a long time, but he didn't see Chen Feng paying attention to them. His face looked a little ugly.
Qian Liu took the initiative to provoke, and he deserved to be beaten, but he already told them that they were from the Hu family, and Chen Feng had no intention of coming over to say hello. Being ignored like this, Juan felt that he had been provoked.
"This piece of exquisite grass belongs to my Hu family. If you are wise, get here immediately."
Juan stared down at Chen Feng, very unhappy with his lack of appreciation.
"Seeing that you have picked so many exquisite grasses for me, I will reward you with one."
Juan said and asked people to put away the dozen stone boxes around Chen Feng.
The servant behind him just stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the box, when Chen Feng glanced at him, and the servant felt his legs become weak, and a strong pressure came over him.
The servant couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, his throat went dry for a while, big beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and huge fear enveloped him.
"Young... Young Master..." The servant looked at Huan begging for help. The substantial murderous intention evoked the most terrifying thought in his heart, making him unable to think of resistance.
"What's it called?" Juan glared at the servant impatiently, feeling that he was really embarrassed.
"What did I ask you to do? Stand here like a wooden man?"
"Young Master..." The servant didn't even finish his words. He rolled his eyes and fainted to the ground.
Looking at the servant lying straight on the ground, Juan's eyes changed when he looked at Chen Feng.
"What did you do to him!" Juan stared at him sharply, ready to take action at any time.
"Nothing was done."
Chen Feng didn't lie to him, he just exuded some murderous intent. It was because the servant's cultivation was too low and his mind was not firm, so he was frightened and fainted.
"Humph!" Juan snorted coldly: "No matter what methods you use or what you do, hand over my young master's things immediately! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"