Chapter 280

Name:A Paragon of Wuhun Author:洛城东
Chapter 280 kowtow and apologize

"At that time, I, my mother and all the miners were there watching. My father was beaten to pieces and was extremely miserable. He didn't have a piece of good meat."

"I was crazy at that time. I felt that my eyes were red with blood and I didn't know anything. Then, when I woke up again, I found that everyone looked at me with fear and disgust."

"And the supervisor, who had nine times of cultivation the day after tomorrow, was torn to pieces, right next to me. It was after I fell into a coma."

"There is no room for me in the mine. My father's friends, the so-called friends, the miners who have been bullied by the supervisor, unexpectedly want to catch me and send me to that family, so as not to implicate them. At that time, master came. He told me my talent, then taught me some basic methods, and helped me melt those waste residues into a huge sword. Yes, this is the huge sword."

"Then he told me to leave here, and then floated away. When I returned from the hill he taught me, I found that my mother was dead. It turned out that the miners came to me and couldn't find it. They were angry at my mother and killed her. I went crazy, slaughtered the whole mine, and then left where."

"But my father's blood feud has not been avenged. I swear that one day I will be strong enough to kill back that family and avenge my father."

"When I entered Qianyuan sect, I thought it was a paradise with infinite hope. Unfortunately, after I came, I was completely disappointed. Most of the people here were from aristocratic families and looked down on me as a poor family. I could feel that they were on guard against me, afraid, disgusted and disdainful. So I told myself..."

Speaking of this, her face showed a touch of firmness: "I will defeat all those who despise me one by one, so that they can only look up to me!"

Chen Feng smiled and said, "it's right to think like this. As long as they are strong enough, they can be respected by everyone. No matter how much they hate in their hearts and are not convinced, they can only kneel on the ground and surrender."

After listening for a long time, Shen Yanbing was silent. After a long time, she whispered, "Chen Feng, thank you. I think you must be tired of listening to so much nonsense?"

"Where? If you want to talk to someone in the future, you can come to me at any time."

Shen Yanbing looked at Chen Feng. For a long time, the corners of his mouth burst into a smile.

It was the first time Chen Feng saw her smile. It was elegant and quiet, just like a lonely orchid in an empty valley, blooming quietly.

After leaving Shen Yanbing, Chen Feng returned to his residence. Before he could catch his breath, Sun Hua came.

Sun Hua put a mustard bag on the table and said with a smile, "brother Chen, this is the income of these days."

"Revenue?" Chen Feng couldn't help but be stunned.

Sun Hua said with a smile, "it's the income of gambling! These days, elder martial brother Chen, you are invincible on the stage of life and death. Younger brother is not talented, you can't fight up, but it's easy to get some money down there."

"Oh? Really?"

Chen Feng asked with great interest, "how much did you make during this period?"

Sun Hua stretched out a finger, and Chen Feng raised his eyebrows: "a thousand pieces of medium-sized spirit stones? That's not less."

"How can it be so few?" SunHua said with a smile, "it's 10000 yuan."

Chen Feng was surprised that there were so many.

Sun Hua said, "if elder martial brother Chen takes half of your credit, I'll give you half."

Chen Feng didn't show any affectation, so he accepted it directly. After all, he needs Lingshi very much now.

Cultivating Hunyuan Qigong requires a lot of spirit stones to absorb. Most of the money saved before has been consumed.

"By the way," SunHua said, "elder martial brother Chen, I have another thing to do this time. You told me before that you need to find drugs that can repair the spirit."

Chen Feng listened, and his heart moved: "do you have it there?"

"I don't have it here," Sun Hua said, "but when I came back this time, I heard the wind from the Xie family auction house that there would be a batch of such drugs for sale at the big auction held a month and a half later."

"It seems that Xie's auction house organized people to explore a relic and get a batch of this drug from there."

Chen Feng nodded and said, "SunHua, thank you for telling me this news, which is very important to me."

SunHua said with a smile, "elder martial brother Chen is too polite."

Say goodbye and leave.

After Sun Hua left, Chen Feng excitedly told Ying ziyue the news and said, "did you hear that there is a batch of drugs that can repair the spirit? As long as we take out that batch of medicinal materials, I think you should be able to condense the spirit."

The ghost face blood ginseng last time, although effective, has limited energy, which is not enough to make the purple moon condense the spirit.

Ziyue was also very excited but still worried. She said to Chen Feng, "this kind of medicine to repair the spirit is very rare and expensive. There must be a lot of people trying to rob it. You can be careful not to get into trouble."

Chen Feng smiled with firmness in his eyes: "don't worry, for you, I must go all out to take down those herbs."

In the afternoon, Chen Feng was practicing in his dormitory when he suddenly heard a whisper outside. Although his voice had been deliberately lowered, he still heard it.

Chen Feng frowned and walked out of the gate, then his eyes narrowed.

Outside the gate, I saw a man kneeling. It was Zhao Kun, Yang Jingtian's attendant, who had spoken provocatively before.

Around him, many disciples have stood, pointing at him.

When he saw Chen Feng coming out, he immediately flashed a flash of panic in his eyes. Then he lowered his head and knocked several heads heavily on the ground, crying, "elder martial brother Chen, I used to have no eyes and offended you. Please forgive me! Adults have a lot, don't be general with me."

It turned out that he had witnessed Chen Feng's defeat of Yang Jingtian, and he had been restless and scared to death for fear that Chen Feng would find trouble with him.

He was confident that he could beat Chen Feng, but now it seems that Yang Jingtian is not Chen Feng's opponent. He only has to die against Chen Feng. He wanted to escape, but he couldn't make up his mind. Finally, he gritted his teeth and simply knelt down in front of Chen Feng's door to beg Chen Feng's forgiveness.

Chen Feng glanced at him faintly: "if you are willing to kneel, kneel here."

Then he turned and went in.

One day, two days, three days later, when Chen Feng went out again, he saw him kneeling here.

He looked extremely haggard and tired. It was obvious that he had not been up for such a long time.

"OK, this is the end of the matter." Chen Feng said faintly.