Outside the Hailan City, the carriage galloped, heading towards the north, splashing smoke and dust.
Yun Fan sat quietly in the car, not caring about the killing just now.
No matter who dares to hurt the people around you, even the King of Heaven will die.
Only by death can one eliminate one's anger and all hidden dangers.
Yun Fan doesn't think that if he lets him go, the other party will be grateful to him and will not chase him.
On the contrary, if he is let go, with such a person's personality, he will definitely be punished with flaws and send a bunch of strong people to chase him.
Killing is in exchange for pursuit; not killing, but chasing is in exchange for pursuit.
Since that's the case, why kill it completely? No matter from any perspective, it is already a situation of dying.
What's more, it can be delayed for a while.
Being kind to your enemies means being cruel to yourself.
Yun Fan is not a good man. Since he did, he would not regret it. He just accepts his fate, and he doesn't say much.
The general comes to block the water and soil, which is his rule in dealing with the world.
What Yun Fan was most grateful to at this time was the mysterious soul of heaven, which gave him the capital to practice.
It was also him who made himself understand many laws of dealing with the world.
After fusing the soul of Heaven, Yun Fan absorbed Yun Fan's memories, experience in dealing with the world, magical powers, and skills.
For him, this is a huge wealth, and he has the capital that is invincible to the world.
"Brother Yunfan, when did you become so powerful?"
Yun Ling blinked his big eyes and was curious. In the past, Yun Fan was either bullied by others, or was timid and afraid of things, and did not dare to do anything.
The word murder should not appear on Yun Fan. In her perception, Yun Fan should be the kind of kind person who is kind.
But today, he killed more than 20 people for his own sake, and each of these more than 20 people was stronger than him.
Even Uncle Lei, who protects himself, is not a match for so many of them. He was injured for himself.
But in Yun Fan's hands, their lives were easily taken away.
Yun Ling couldn't see through this young brother anymore. Now he is so mysterious and charming.
"Haha, you don't need to know that much. As long as you know, I'm still the brother Yun Fan who loves you!"
Yun Fan said lightly that he had already guessed Yun Ling's problem.
But because of his secret, he would not tell it, let alone Yun Ling would not believe it even if he said it. On the contrary, it would harm her.
Just imagine, a person carries countless crystals, magic weapons, and pills, and how many people will chase them endlessly in order to get them.
"Oh! Ling'er understands!"
Outside the car, Uncle Lei was using his skills to heal his wounds. More than 20 acquired warriors, plus two innate realm warriors attacked. Even at the peak of the innate realm, he suffered considerable internal injuries.
At this moment, he was still not at peace. The boy who was regarded as a waste by the Yun family now possessed such terrifying strength. You should know that Yun Fan is only eight years old this year.
The eight-year-old innate, even in ancient times, was shocked by the world. This kind of talent is even more evil than a monster.
"Uncle Lei, if you take this pill, your injury will heal soon!"
Yun Fan handed out a pill from the car, which was the yellow-grade sixth-grade pill - Restoration Pill.
The recovery pill is not very useful. The only effect is to recover internal injuries. It is an essential medicine for fighting injuries. It is precisely because of this that it is named the sixth grade.
"Thank you, Young Master Fan, for giving the medicine. I appreciate the kindness of Young Master Fan. This medicine is too expensive, so please take it back!"
Uncle Lei knew the value of the recovery pill, and one hundred low-grade spirit stones were almost his own income in a year.
"I asked you to take it away. This is my order! Besides, your injury has not healed. If you encounter a strong enemy, how can you protect Ling'er!"
Yun Fan frowned and gave Uncle Lei a reason to take medicine.
He didn't care about such a low-quality pill. He was worried about Ling'er's safety now. If the Feng family sent a master to catch up, although he could deal with it, who would protect Ling'er?
Only Uncle Lei, as long as he drags the visitor, Uncle Lei can escape with Ling'er.
"Yes, Lao Lei, I thank you for yourselves here!"
Uncle Lei was very excited. A sixth-grade pill was almost a rare spiritual medicine for those poor casual cultivators, and the value was incomprehensible.
Seeing Uncle Lei swallowing the pill, Yun Fan got into the car again, secretly wielded his spiritual energy, and began to practice slowly.
Yun Fan had already understood what the Feng family would do and would definitely send a killer to kill him. Now the most important thing is to improve his cultivation.
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At this moment, in the hall of Feng’s house in the sea blue city, there was a lot of noise, crying, cursing, and swearing...
In the high hall, two middle-aged men sat upright, and the man on his right was even more swelling with blue veins, his eyes filled with tears.
The pain of losing his son made him look extremely decadent, his face pale, without a trace of blood, only a ferocious face.
This person is Feng Ziqian's father - Feng Tianhao.
"Who? Who is it? Who is it?"
Feng Tianhao roared, his eyes were red, and he lost his son in his later years. The pain in his heart was hard to describe.
Below, a young corpse was lying quietly, covered in blood, his muscles and veins were broken, and his face was extremely ferocious. It seemed that he had suffered great pain before his death. This person was Feng Ziqian.
Next to it, an old man was trembling and kneeling timidly, not daring to make any moves.
"I'm old, I don't know!"
The old man shouted that he had completely lost control. In front of so many masters, it is rare that he, an old man, can survive until now.
"Tell me, who is it! Who killed my Qian'er!"
Feng Tianhao slapped his hand and Liu Xuanmu's table was split into pieces, which made the old man kowtow repeatedly, fearing that he would lose his life by accident.
In the eyes of warriors, mortals are like ants, who can kill them as soon as they want, without the slightest sympathy.
"I...I only know that a young man killed Young Master Qian's guard. He left after saying a few words to Young Master Qian! Young Master Qian was still fine at that time, but...but..."
The old man dared not continue to say anything, because Feng Ziqian did stand in front of the world at that time until he returned to the Feng family and died suddenly.
No one could imagine the scene at that time. Qian Shao, who was still talking big the previous second, actually bleeding profusely the next second, died in pain.
Feng Tianhao checked his son's body and found that he was deeply shattered by a powerful force. If you want to say that this force is at least above the Thousand Hammers Realm.
"Young man? Please describe the teenager carefully! Maybe this is the reason for Ziqian's death."
The middle-aged man beside Feng Tianhao spoke at this time, but his words were full of irritability. He was the head of the Feng family - Feng Tianming.
Feng Tianming has long hated this nephew who is ignorant and causes trouble everywhere, and wants to let him die sooner or return the Feng family to peace.
If he hadn't been the son of his younger brother, Feng Tianming would have killed him with his own hands.
At this time, he actually died. Feng Tianming was already happy, but he was embarrassed to show it on his face, and even wanted to thank the person who killed Ziqian in person.
"The boy had long hair and a white robe..."
The old man said in detail, Feng Tianming and Feng Tianhao listened carefully, but both of them had their own thoughts.
Through the description, Feng Tianhao immediately sent someone to find a painter and ordered him to describe the portrait of this person.
The spies from the Feng family suddenly became busy and began to inquire about the origin of the boy.
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Half a day later, a spy from the Feng family heard good news and found a boy who matched the portrait. His life story came along.
"It turned out to be from the Yun family in Fengyun City!"
Feng Tianhao frowned, the boy's origin was beyond his imagination.
Although the Feng family is a overlord in Hailan City, if they go to Fengyun City, they will be weak enough to face the local snake Yun family, and they may suffer a great loss.
“Huh?!”
Feng Tianhao looked at the words on the letter, let out a light eh, and then burst into laughter.
"Okay, okay! Since the Yun family doesn't care about the life or death of this kid, then I can do it too much!"
It turned out that the letter also included a secret letter from the nine elders of the Yun family. They had already heard about the news about Yun Fan's investigation.
The content on the letter is very simple: Kill Yunfan, the Yun family will not interfere!
In just a few short words, the Yun family would never help Yun Fan, and it also showed the cruel heart of the nine elders.
"Hmph! But these nine old foxes are so cunning that they actually want to use their own hands to get rid of their enemies."
Although he was disgusted, this news was a good news for him.
Killing Yunfan is already a trivial matter. No one will save him, and no one will come to the door to find trouble for the Feng family.
"Come!"
Feng Tianhao shouted outside the door.
"Get twenty innate and ten thousand-hammer warriors, go to Tiyunfan to see me!"
"Yes! Sir!"
A black shadow flashed, and a warrior who was originally standing in the house disappeared.
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"It seems that my second brother is getting more and more unable to hold on!"
In a secret room, Feng Tianming looked at the secret letter in his hand and frowned deeply. He had already seen Feng Tianhao's wolf ambitions, but he could do nothing.
With his ability, he is indeed inferior to him. Whether it is his scheming or skill, he seems to be inferior to his second brother.
I don’t know why the position of the head of the family was given to him, which is why Feng Tianming has always been unable to understand.
"Since you want to kill him! Then I will save him! Just take this opportunity to weaken your strength!"
Feng Tianming clenched his fists tightly. He disdained to sit in the Feng family, but he would never give it to his younger brother.
If he came to power, the Feng family would definitely collapse instantly and be divided into pieces. His desire for power would definitely lead the Feng family to the road of destruction.
"shadow!"
"I'm here!"
In the secret room, there was only Feng Tianming, but there was a hypocritical and ethereal voice surrounding the house.
"You can go outside Hailan City and protect the person in this portrait! Be sure to protect him from dying from the enemy! As for other people, if you can save them, you must save them, and if you can't save them, you must save them!"
"yes!"
A storm is coming...
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Those who have tickets will lose their tickets! Those who don’t have tickets will collect them! Thank you, the prince here! dd