"How...why...how could you?" The man looked at Chen Feng stupidly and rubbed his eyes hard, wondering if he was dazzled.
"Why are you okay? It's impossible, you're not... you're not..." The man screamed in horror, not daring to accept this scene.
He did something like this more than once or twice, but why did he fail this time?
"You are just like that," Chen Feng said disdainfully.
If he used tricks, Chen Feng might have some headaches and even wanted to use these black gas to invade his body. What is the difference between this and giving away a head?
After being trained by Tantric Buddhism, how could Chen Feng's sea of consciousness be easily occupied so easily?
It was the black gas that entered Chen Feng's body, which was not enough to play with Han Xuan Bingyan and Red Lightning.
Red Lightning and Chen Feng are living and dying together. How can they tolerate someone taking his life? Moreover, the power of lightning is the most restraining thing about this kind of yin energy.
Han Xuan Bingyan is an innate treasure. Is this black gas invading Chen Feng's body arguing his majesty? That would be even more unbearable.
Due to multiple factors, Chen Feng did not take men's methods seriously at all.
"You!" The man didn't expect that Chen Feng was pretending before, with the distance between his chest rising and falling, and he was obviously very angry.
"I'm going to kill you!" The man roared, opened his mouth and squirted blood on the hand that grabbed Chen Feng's heart.
The black gas rolled and spread her teeth and claws to swallow Chen Feng's heart, but was hit by a red lightning in the next second, and it disappeared without a trace.
Chen Feng's chest was filled with a strange luster, and his entire chest cavity was crystal clear, like a good crystal.
Seeing that the situation is not good, the man turns around and runs away without thinking. Unfortunately, everything is in vain, it is just a meaningless struggle.
"You only have two ways now. One is to tell me the whereabouts of the person behind the scenes, and the other is to die."
"I won't tell you!" The man replied hard with his neck in his arms.
"That's what you want."
Chen Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense, and Han Xuan Bingyan whistled out and directly enveloped him.
"ah!"
"It hurts so much!"
The shrill screams were heard from afar, and the birds in the forest heard the movement and flapped their wings and flew everywhere.
The man was covered in dark blue flames, and the smell of barbecue was emitting, but he was not dead.
"Kill me! Help! It hurts so much!" The man rolled all over the ground, wailing constantly in his mouth.
Five or six minutes later, the man lay on the ground motionless, and a dark air spilled out of his chest.
Chen Feng was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that the man would commit suicide. But that's true, few people in the world could withstand the power of the burning of Han Xuan Bingyan.
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At this time, the construction site, the huge body of the little black snake firmly protected Wei Jinghao and the other two in the middle.
"Wei...Mr. Wei." The project manager had a pale face. If it weren't for the bodyguards on the side, he would have knelt on the ground.
"This snake... won't eat us, right?" He looked at the dark scales and kept swallowing.
They were waiting for Chen Feng here, when a gust of cold wind came, the three of them felt dizzy and then lost consciousness.
When they came to their senses, they were firmly protected by this huge snake.
They wanted to leave several times, but they were stopped by the snake.
"It didn't hurt us." Wei Jinghao was not afraid. He felt that this was the little black snake.