Come to the door.
But found the door open.
Peng Xianer bit her red lips nervously. When she was ready to speak, a terrible energy suddenly came out of the door.
"Hoo!"
When the terrorist force attacked, Peng Xianer found that she had no resistance, screamed, broke the roof and flew out.
"Hoo, it's so dangerous. It was almost seen."
In the room, skeleton Benwei folded his fist, patted himself on the chest, said with lingering fear, and then fled the room with the fruit of a gold coin.
"Bang!"
Hundreds of feet away.
Peng xian'er hit the ground heavily, and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.
However, compared with her injuries, what was more painful was that she was punched out before she went into the room.
In other words, the plan she managed to make failed before it was implemented.
And, most likely, has offended that one.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"
Peng xian'er scolded bitterly with a gloomy face, propped up her injured body and left reluctantly.
But as soon as she took a few steps, she stopped.
With sharp eyes, he looked to the side of the street.
At the moment, Yi Feng is bargaining with a vendor on the street.
The vendor blushed and said, "you, you mean, if you buy a bag of fruit here, I have to paste you a gold coin upside down?"
"Well, I don't want your gold coin, will you?" Yi Feng said generously.
"That's pretty much the same."
The vendor scratched his head and nodded with satisfaction, but Yi Feng walked away with the fruit, and he reacted fiercely.
"The enemy's road is narrow. I didn't expect to meet you here."
Peng xian'er squinted at the scene and heard a gloomy voice.
She didn't forget that she was slapped by Mao Yuner and demon linger on the Bank of Chunxi lake that day because of Yi Feng. It was because of the disfigurement of these two slaps that Yu WuJie kicked her into the lake and almost lost her life.
Thinking of all this, Peng Xianer's heart was full of resentment.
I wanted to kill Yi Feng with one sword, but I thought about it. If such a shame is not tortured well, how can I untie her hatred.
Think of this.
She swept out quickly.
In an instant, he approached Yi Feng, and a bunch of trapped bags went to Yi Feng.
Yi Feng, who was walking, felt that he had been carried away as soon as his eyes were black.
There was a commotion in the street.
But when a group of mortals face such things, they just feel afraid.
In a dark room, Yi Feng was tied to a post.
When the headgear was lifted, Rao was only a weak light, which also stabbed Yi Feng's eyes.
"Shit, am I kidnapped?"
Yi Feng exclaimed in his heart. His eyes adapted for a long time before he saw a sneer standing in front of him.
"Hum, Yi Feng, I didn't expect it. We met again." Peng Xianer heard a joking voice.
"So it's you?"
Yi Feng was slightly surprised to recognize the former childhood sweetheart.
No wonder he is such a mortal who doesn't have enemies with others. He was kidnapped. It turned out to be Peng Ying.
After thinking about it, he gently comforted: "Peng Ying, you are really impulsive this time. Although I rejected you last time and didn't want to get back together with you, why did you have to hate because of love? Besides, it was you who wanted to leave at that time!"
Speaking of this, Yi Feng sighed and then said in earnest, "you know, I have principles and will never eat back, so if you tie me up, I won't get back together with you."
"Shut up."
Yi Feng's words directly touched Peng Xianer's nerves.
She really can't understand. Where's Yi Feng's face that she thinks that the saint of Tianjian gate wants to compound with him?
And she kidnapped him to torture him. No wonder he couldn't see the current situation?
"Yi Feng, please have a little self-knowledge. Who am I Peng Xianer? I'm a cultivator above ten thousand people. I'll think of compounding with you as a mortal. Would you like a face?" Peng xian'er shouted angrily at Yi Feng.
"Oh, that's great."
Yi Feng breathed a sigh of relief and showed a relieved look.
Seeing this scene, Peng Xianer was even more angry.
What is this look.
Like relief?
Why not be afraid?
Shouldn't he show fear and kneel down and beg for mercy? Can't you see what he will face next?
Okay, okay.
In that case, I'll show you my strength.
Peng Xianer clenched her red lips, and the momentum of Wuzong burst out.
With a long hair standing up, the whole momentum gathered together and collapsed towards Yi Feng.
Tremble.
Mortal!
This moment.
Peng Ying had a strong sneer.
She even saw Yi Feng crying under her momentum, kneeling down to beg for mercy and repenting for ignoring her anger.
However.
Yi Feng was sleepy and yawned a few times. There was no such thing at all.
This scene stunned Peng Ying.
yawn?
Why?
Why can he, a mortal, ignore her authority?
She's Wuzong.
How did he do it as a mortal?
Peng xian'er was puzzled and even suspected that there was something wrong with her cultivation. However, looking at Yi Feng's sleepy eyes and yawning, she was furious.
It was a provocation to her majesty.
He simply doesn't pay attention to the power of Peng Xianer!
The long sword in his hand suddenly fell on Yi Feng's neck and roared, "shut your mouth for me."
Yi Feng shut his mouth in fear.
But as soon as he closed it, he couldn't help opening it.
This time, he cut Peng Yingqi's fried hair directly on the post next to Yi Feng, and said with a murderous face: "are you really not afraid of death?"
Yi Feng shrunk his head and said helplessly, "sorry, I'm too tired these days. I really, really can't help... Ah..."
Then, under Peng Ying's eyes, he yawned again.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The manic voice came from Peng Xianer's mouth, the long sword in his hand shook, and the explosion sound came from the whole room.
Then the long sword fell on Yi Feng's neck.
"You are very smart. I look at you with new eyes and deliberately provoke you. I want to give you a good time."
"But I will not kill you, but will take you back to tianjianmen and torture you well!"