Chapter 62

After Feng Jiuxi solved the last man, he clapped his hands, dusted off the dust on his clothes, nodded easily, and showed her a malicious smile, "isn't it obvious enough?"

It has to be said that the class division of spiritual people is really as strict and clear as iron law.

The strength of each level is multiplied on the basis of the former!

Therefore, although she has just been promoted to the green level spirit on her way here, even if several yellow level spirits add up, she may not be her opponent!

Hearing her admit, Feng Yejia's heart was like being firmly saved by a pair of big hands. She almost carried her back angrily. She couldn't help shaking her head, her eyes were empty, and she kept whispering, "it's impossible, it's impossible!"

"What's impossible!" Feng Ziyan completely put down his heart and was like a little sparrow. "My mother is the best!"

Feng Jiuxi loosened her palm and looked at the woman sitting on the ground with indifference in her eyes.

"Originally, I wanted to let you go for the sake of your blood relationship with me. Unfortunately, you have to send your head yourself. No wonder I don't waste your spiritual power. I'm sorry for my son's suffering."

Feng Yejia's heart is as dead as ashes. In front of absolute spiritual power, no matter how many intrigues and tricks are useless.

For a moment, she seemed to finally understand. She sternly asked, "so you are a disguise from beginning to end! What spiritual waste, you deliberately deceive me!"

Feng Jiuxi held his chin and thought, "it's a long story, but you don't need to know. After all, from now on, I'm a fake waste, and you are a real waste."

"No, you can't... you can't do this to me!"

Feng Yejia still wants to struggle. Feng Jiuxi starts his hand. The green aura shows a surging force. It is pure like a deep forest, but it condenses a force that people can't look directly at.

The green light penetrated Feng Yejia's body. She screamed in pain and clearly felt that the aura on her body was flying away from her body like water mist!

"No, it's not true! I'm dreaming. It can't be true!"

Feng Yejia was almost desperate to find that he was like a squeezed sponge. There was no aura fluctuation. Instead, he was endless fatigue and weakness.

She got up unsteadily, mixed with the man on the ground, and her cheek hit the broken pieces of porcelain on the ground, making a deep blood mark.

"Ah! My face!"

Feng Jiuxi sighed and watched the dramatic scene happen.

"Miss, don't sympathize with her. It's all her fault." Biyun woke up when she just saw Feng Jiuxi waste her spiritual power.

In her opinion, the wicked will naturally have evil retribution, just karma!

Feng Jiuxi picked her eyebrows. "Who said I sympathized with her? I just thought it was too cheap for her to waste her spiritual power!"

“……”

Well, the young lady is still cruel. Biyun sighed in her heart.

"It's getting late. Let's go back."

Biyun hesitated, pointing to a group of people on the ground and Feng Yejia, who was obviously unconscious, asked, "what do they do? Do you want the people in the house to take Da... Back her?"

After what happened just now, she didn't even want to mention the word "eldest lady".

"No," Feng Jiuxi glanced at the woman on the ground. "I'm not a good person. If I didn't sigh in time today, I'm afraid I'm the crazy person at this time. I'm not only sorry for her, but also hate her so cheap now."