Retreat For 30 Days, You Guys Let Me Go Out Soon

Feng Potian was attacked by the patriarch poisoned?

For several years, the patriarch has never given up cutting the grass and roots.

How can this be?

Of course, the most shocking was all the warriors of the Feng Family.

There was a deep chill in their hearts.

You know, Wushuang Swordsman Feng broke the sky, but they were the pride of Feng Family.

Even with the wind breaking the sky, it may only take 20 to 30 years for the Feng family to become the eighth family.

How could the head of the Feng family break his arm?

"I would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail. What a Feng Family Patriarch, really is a hero!"

Qin Feng couldn't help but smack his tongue secretly.

Hearing this, many people also suddenly realized.

"Feng Potian's eighth family. How can the Feng family, one of the thirteen clans controlled by the Feng family chief himself, come here with joy!"

As soon as this remark came out, many people nodded one after another.

Four six seven

The hearts of the many warriors of the Feng Family are already in chaos.

Only Feng Ya was angry and had the urge to vomit blood.

He knew that he was slapped in the face again today, and even his father had become the object of contempt by everyone.

"Slaps don’t feel good? Then I don’t understand. I know I am the little prince, why do I always send my face to the door?"

Qin Feng still said these words, but everyone gave birth to a feeling that was obviously different from the previous one.

Feng Ya wanted to yell at him, but the remaining reason still suppressed it.

"I admit, I was beaten in the face by you. However, the key to today is the rice porridge you boiled out. I will see how to make a martial spirit, only a third-tier Huang Pin trash sword martial spirit, can cause transformation! "

Fengya still didn't believe that the simple rice porridge would have such a heaven-defying effect.

"It seems that if you don't swell your face, you will still behave! Then I will show kindness to satisfy your little wish."

Qin Feng handed Feng Xiao the rice porridge.

Feng Xiao didn't actually have much hope, just as rice porridge poured into his mouth.

He couldn't help being stunned!

After that, he lifted the side of the bowl and drank with guts. Just three or five breaths, a bowl of rice porridge has bottomed out.

Seeing Feng Xiao, an involuntary smile appeared on his face, as if he was immersed in a delicious ocean.

The onlookers were tortured by this special fragrance, and their throats couldn't help but fluctuate a few times.

There was an idea of ​​wanting to snatch that bowl, and even eat the bowl directly.

"You said, in this white rice porridge, there will be no forbidden things, magical pill."

"Phantom Pills can make people indulge in a kind of dream and cannot extricate themselves. It can even be addictive. I think Feng Xiao's reaction is very similar to those who take Phantom Pills!"

"Are you stupid? Many alchemists from the professional association on the scene are standing here. If there is a magical pill, they would not know?"

"It seems to make a little sense!"

...

Some foodies have become impatient.

Trust!

All this is a trust.

What's so delicious about a bowl of rice porridge?

You know, among the young talents present, many are princes from aristocratic families, and they have been to the palace reception banquet at the end of the year many times.

Could it be comparable to the royal diet?

This thought flashed in their hearts, but for some reason, the faint fragrance of rice, like a demon, kept tempting them.

"You are all caught in the devil! Now is not thinking about the food, whether it is delicious? It is whether he can improve Feng Xiao's martial arts, the seller is asking for glory. Otherwise, the rice porridge he cooks is incomparable It’s delicious, but there is no one fate, that is, Jusheng Pavilion was torn down directly!"

Seeing that everyone was running off the track, Feng Ya said anxiously.

"I really don't believe that a bowl of rice porridge can really raise the level of Wuhun!"

"Yeah! I'll take a look at how Xiaoxiao Rice Porridge can improve the so-called Wuhun!"

"Feng Xiao has finished drinking rice porridge, why hasn't it changed for so long? It's a big blow!"

"Jusheng Pavilion false propaganda, deceived many diners, we dismantled the Jusheng Pavilion immediately, and sent the illegal vendor directly to the office of the Guard Corps."

...

The many warriors who had a relationship with Qin Feng, who were originally enemies of life and death, clamored one after another.

"You must be optimistic about Qin Feng and don't let him run away. Now, I will go and invite the adults of the Guards here to capture this despicable and unscrupulous merchant!"

Tian Feng couldn't wait, so he jumped out.

A brief exchange with Master, quickly shuttled through the crowd, and ran towards the distance.

"Qin Feng, you are going to be a complete joke this time... No! It's difficult to get out of the guards' cell alive."

Feng Ya smirked again and again.

As we all know, in the palace of the royal palace, it is actually secretly controlled by several big families. Even every once in a while, there will be some brutal beasts, underground black boxing matches.

Once in the jail, no matter how powerful the martial artist is, he will only become a plaything in the hands of the nobles.

Many warriors from the Ding Family, Liuyun Pavilion, Professional Association, and Feng Family took two steps forward, completely sealing off all the dead spots where Qin Feng might escape.

The hearts of all the warriors in the audience were thumping violently.

Qin Feng has aroused public outrage, how can he reverse the cooperation of many powerful people?

Reversal is impossible!

Now, we should think about how to escape!

It was just the countless ways they had made up for, but Qin Feng didn't do any of them, and he still didn't move at all. There is a posture of Taishan collapsed and unmoving.

"Hey! Laozi really wants to be slapped in the face by you. It's just that my strength doesn't allow it! Now, let me slap your faces again and again, so that they are not humanoid!"

Facing waves of sneers and ridicule, Qin Feng sneered again and again.

A strength that is not allowed is definitely the essence of trying to pretend to be slapped in the face.

Everyone was dumbfounded. They all turned their eyes to Qin Feng, very curious about what happened next.

At this moment, a blue light suddenly appeared, rippling the void, and Feng Xiao's Third Grade Sword Martial Spirit had appeared in everyone's sight.

Everyone is a little baffling.

Suddenly, a little blood suddenly fell in the void, which was very similar to the scene of a martial artist awakening a martial soul.

And Feng Xiao's Third Grade Sword Martial Soul, like a koi swimming in the endless Wang Yang, swallowed the endless emptiness.

Almost at the same time, a dazzling earth-yellow light began to rise.

Together!

Two!

Three ways!

When the fourth earthy yellow halo was born, the streets in front of the Jusheng Pavilion seemed to have been bombarded and burst into endless hustle and bustle in an instant.

All nearby houses will be overturned.

Some unknown warriors thought that a terrible earthquake had erupted in the King's Capital Kaiyuan Mansion. There was a burst of astonishment on their faces. .

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