"There's going to be a murder. The two slaves of the Feng family are going to beat old man Luo to death."
"What kind of trouble are you making? If you want to die, don't look at who the master is. He is the living king of hell, Master Feng. Anyone who follows Master Feng in Lingzhou City will be at risk of his or her own fate."
"Hey! What a sin! It seems that the little lady of the Luo family will be ruined by that beast tonight, and tomorrow she may be bought into the Xinghua Building." A man clenched his fists tightly, his eyes filled with tears.
It's anger.
"Keep your voice down. If Master Feng hears it, your life will be in danger."
"Hey! Who calls someone rich and powerful?" The man suddenly sighed and shook his head, his spine softening again.
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A large group of neighbors gathered outside the yard of Old Man Luo's house. Whether they were tall and thick men, women wearing headscarves, or even children, they all dared to be angry but dared not speak. They could only watch outside the short fence.
Someone who dares to stand up for Mr. Luo.
In the dark night, someone held a tung oil torch to illuminate the Luo family yard.
Two slaves dragged Old Man Luo to the center of the yard. They grinned and looked at the poor people who were watching. One of the slaves sneered and said: "Old Man Luo doesn't know what is good and what is wrong, and he dares to offend my young master.
Do you think it is necessary for this kind of old immortal to live in this world?"
All the neighbors lowered their heads at this moment and remained silent.
Although they knew that Master Feng was doing blatant evil inside, no one dared to come forward.
Another slave laughed and said: "Haha! In Lingzhou City, our Master Feng is the sky. If you offend Master Feng, you are offending Master Tian. Naturally, you should be beaten to death with a stick."
As he spoke, he picked up a wooden stick as thick as an arm from the ground and pointed it at the top of Old Man Luo's head.
Old Man Luo was skinny and skeletal, curled up on the ground and shivering, and kept muttering in a low voice: "Let Yu'er go, let Yu'er go, she's still young, she's still young..."
No one dared to look at this miserable scene, knowing that Old Man Luo would be beaten to death with sticks and then thrown to the dogs.
Hey! What a sin!
How could there be such a bastard like Master Feng in the world!
Everyone is cursing like this!
"Da da!" But right here, a burst of footsteps sounded.
Feng Feiyun walked out of the house, took the stick from the slave's hand, glared at them coldly, and said: "Get out of here."
The two domestic slaves, who were still extremely arrogant, immediately stepped aside obediently, not daring to hesitate at all, thinking to themselves, what happened to the young master today? Do you want to be a good person for once?
No, this is not his style. Does he want to beat this old man to death with his own hands?
That's not right. Although the young master is sexually audacious, he is very timid in other aspects and does not dare to kill anyone.
Under everyone's surprised gazes, Feng Feiyun threw aside the stick in his hand, slowly squatted down, helped the bloody old man Luo up, and touched the tip of his nose with his fingers.
Then he felt his pulse again, nodded, and called: "Feng Ping, go and call Doctor Wang over."
"Ah?" That domestic slave didn't seem to hear what Feng Feiyun said.
"I told you to invite Dr. Wang from Gushantang, didn't you hear clearly?" Feng Feiyun glared at him.
"Listen clearly, listen clearly..." The slave named Feng Ping said repeatedly, and then rushed out of the Luo family yard to ask for a doctor.
At this moment, everyone present was shocked.
Strange things, strange things!
A slave of the Feng family injured old man Luo, but Master Feng actually helped him find a doctor.
Everyone regarded it as a huge weird thing. It was like a general embroidering, a monk combing his hair, or a eunuch soliciting prostitutes. It was so abnormal!
Doctor Wang is a famous doctor from Gushantang. He was already lying on the bed, preparing to sleep with his wife, but as soon as he heard that it was Master Feng who invited him, he immediately dressed up and hurried over without stopping.
My wife and everything are just floating clouds. If I delay Young Master Feng's affairs, I will lose my head.
After cleaning Old Man Luo's wound, applying medicine, and bandaging it, Doctor Wang took a deep breath.
"Master Feng, Old Man Luo is old and will be recovering slowly. After today, he will need to change his medicine every day. After seven days, he will be fine." Doctor Wang wiped the sweat from his forehead while carrying the medicine box, and said to him cautiously.
Feng Feiyun said.
This is the living King of Hell in Lingzhou City, and Doctor Wang doesn't dare to say a single word wrong in front of him.
Feng Feiyun nodded and asked: "How much?"
"I don't dare, I don't dare, how dare I accept Master Feng's money." Doctor Wang was so frightened that his legs trembled and he almost knelt on the ground.
Feng Feiyun frowned and ordered: "Feng Ping, give Dr. Wang a hundred silver coins."
"Boom!"
Doctor Wang knelt directly on the ground, kowtowed to Feng Feiyun, and said repeatedly: "Master Feng, please don't try to hurt me. If Master Feng really wants to give me money, then I would rather cut off my hands."
, I will never practice medicine again.”
Dr. Wang was so frightened that he warned himself that he could not accept Master Feng's money under any circumstances. Someone once accepted Master Feng's meal money just because he was ungrateful. Later, his family was ruined, including his wife and three daughters.
They were all taken in by Master Feng, and then they bought Xinghua Building.
If you offend Master Feng, your wife and daughter will be separated!
He would not dare to violate such a taboo!
Feng Feiyun sighed secretly in his heart. It seemed that his body was really not an ordinary bastard before. In the eyes of these people, it was simply a demon-like existence. However, he searched through the memories in his mind and saw those evil things.
He himself couldn't help but call himself "scum" for bad things.
"Get back!" Feng Feiyun said.
Doctor Wang was relieved and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He thanked him profusely and crawled out.
Luo Yu'er, wearing simple clothes, secretly watched all this, with a pair of black eyes, blinking, what on earth is this evil young master going to do? Why should he save his grandfather?
I don’t understand, I don’t understand at all!
Just when she was tilting her head and thinking, Feng Feiyun had already walked in front of her, startling her immediately and causing her little heart to skip a beat.
"You, what are you going to do?" Luo Yu'er timidly took two steps back and leaned against the wall.
Feng Feiyun looked at her carefully, walked slowly in front of her, looked at the simple clothes on her body, and seemed to see the exquisite body under the clothes again.
She is indeed a beauty, especially the pair of "little white rabbits", they are so tempting!
Looking back now, Feng Feiyun still feels a little dizzy, it was so dazzling.
"Ahem, do you need me to be responsible for you?" Feng Feiyun hesitated for a moment, but still said this.
Feng Feiyun didn't want to possess her, he just felt that he should explain something to her. After all, girls in the human world are very conservative. He should be responsible for her by eating her whole body.
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Of course, if she didn't want to, Feng Feiyun wouldn't even touch her with a finger. He still had this principle.
This is perhaps the biggest difference between the current Feng Feiyun and the previous Feng Feiyun.
"No...no need."
In the entire Lingzhou City, there is probably no woman who dares to hold Master Feng responsible.
Even those weak girls who had been raped by Master Feng could only wash their faces with tears. It was a good thing that they were not bought into Xinghualou. They all avoided him for fear of being forced to do it again by him. How dare you let this cowardly and evil young man take responsibility.
Luo Yu'er bit her pink lips gently, stared at Feng Feiyun, and touched the red fingerprints on her cheeks, which seemed to still hurt.
This slap mark was caused by Feng Feiyun, and she is still very scared now.
"Does it still hurt?" Feng Feiyun asked softly.
"It hurts!" Luo Yu'er didn't dare to look directly into his eyes. She felt that Feng Feiyun seemed to be a different person. Although he was still hateful, at least he didn't hit her rudely at the moment.
"I'm sorry about what happened today. If you encounter trouble in the future, you can come to Feng Mansion to find me."
After Feng Feiyun said this, he turned around and left. Naturally, the two slaves followed him quickly, just like two vicious dogs.
"He...he just left like that and actually let me go."
Luo Yuer's little mouth couldn't close for a long time, and she stared blankly at Feng Feiyun's leaving figure, feeling extremely unsure of herself. She pulled her hair with her fingers, and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.
Will Master Feng get sick?
Her heart couldn't calm down. She always felt that Feng Feiyun would come back again. She still didn't dare to move her body. It wasn't until half an hour passed that Master Feng didn't come back that she breathed a sigh of relief and ran over quickly. , went to take care of grandpa.
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It has already fallen into the night, but Lingzhou City is still bustling with traffic and bustling, and the ancient streets are full of people passing by and the sounds of hawkers.
The girls from the brothels were dressed in fancy clothes and stood on the street soliciting customers; the burly Gujiang people, who were three meters tall, like bulls, pulled a fancy cart at high speed; the boy at the weapons shop held a handle in his hand. Black sword, shouting hard!
Feng Feiyun walked quietly on the ancient street with his hands behind his back, constantly thinking about why he suddenly came to life again and merged with the soul of a mortal.
Could it be that a spiritual boat traveling through time and space is causing trouble?
It was a simple blue spirit boat, like a ghost ship, with an aura of ancient vicissitudes. Feng Feiyun only glanced at it before being hit by the spirit boat and fused with his soul.
It was that spiritual boat that sent his soul to this place.
Where did that spiritual boat go?
Feng Feiyun spread out his right hand, and there was a faint shadow of a boat in the palm of his hand. It was about an inch long and the shadow was blurry. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see it at all.
It looks very magical, like a spirit boat tattoo.
"It blends into the body. Could it be that this is a legendary vessel of the Holy Spirit?"
Even the top 18th-grade spiritual weapons cannot be integrated into the human body. Only the legendary holy spirit sacrificial vessels can achieve the state of being integrated into the human body.
In Feng Feiyun's previous life, he was the leader of the Phoenix Demon Clan. His cultivation had reached the ninth level of feathering, but he was still one step away from the realm of the Holy Spirit, and he had never seen a Holy Spirit vessel.
Feng Feiyun was already an invincible superpower in his previous life, but when he reached the ninth level of ascension, he vaguely felt that the Holy Spirit existed in the world, but almost all the monks who had reached the realm of the Holy Spirit had disappeared from the world.
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Therefore, although he is called the most powerful person in the world of immortality, he is only the most powerful person on the surface. Secretly, there are very few ancient level Holy Spirits. They are so powerful that they are omnipotent. They are separated by hundreds of millions of people.
He could kill Feng Feiyun with just one finger.
"If this spiritual boat is really a vessel of the Holy Spirit, then it proves that the Holy Spirit truly exists."
Feng Feiyun was just guessing at the time, saying that there might not be anyone in the world who has cultivated to the realm of the Holy Spirit. However, getting this spiritual boat made Feng Feiyun certain that the Holy Spirit really existed.
Feng Feiyun couldn't help but feel excited about a vessel of the Holy Spirit. Maybe he could use it to understand the realm of the Holy Spirit.
Once you transcend the ordinary and become a saint, you can escape from the mortal world, your soul will be immortal, and your spirit will be immortal.
"Click!"
Feng Feiyun accidentally stepped on a stone and almost fell to the ground in a hurry.
His current body is too weak. Because he has been soaked in women for a long time, his energy has been consumed too much. He is weaker than ordinary people. There is not a trace of spiritual energy in his body. Moreover, his meridians are blocked, his muscles are slack, and his bones are poor.
If you are mediocre, you are simply not suitable for cultivating immortals, and you won't even achieve any great achievements in martial arts.
But for Feng Feiyun now, this is not difficult.
If you want to be unwilling to be mediocre, embark on the path of immortality again, and become a strong man who dominates, you must first change your physique.
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