Chapter 3586

She walked slowly forward, obviously just a little child, but Shen Qingyu and others saw her as if they saw death.

They kept retreating back.

Zhong Lingzhu suddenly grinned and raised his arms.

The next moment, boundless thunder spread between her arms.

She pressed her hands down slowly.

Seeing the next moment, Shen Qingyu and others will be swallowed up by these thunderbolts.

At this time, a loud cry came: "mercy."

Everyone was stunned: "who will intervene in this matter at this time?"

"Yes, don't he know Chen Feng's strength? Don't he know Chen Feng's terror? He even wants to meddle in his business at this time?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.

Then he saw that a man in black came here quickly.

The man in black looks about middle-aged, rather thin, with a bit of elegance.

However, there was a shrewd light in his eyes from time to time.

Seeing him appear, everyone was stunned.

"I'm not impressed. There seems to be no such person in Tianlong city."

"Yes, I feel as if I have no impression of him."

Everyone speculated about his origin.

Chen Feng also stood there, quietly looking at this person.

When this person came, Chen Feng felt that there was a terrible smell on him.

The breath was very strong, but it was faint and cold.

It feels very strange.

It seems that this person's strength is uncertain, sometimes strong, sometimes weak.

But Chen Feng knows that this is not something unpredictable, but that his strength has reached a level that outsiders can't speculate and obscure!

The middle-aged scribe came to Chen Feng, looked at him, suddenly smiled and said, "are you Chen Feng?"

Chen Feng said faintly, "if you don't admit your mistake, it's me. What can I do for you?"

He didn't answer Chen Feng's question, but said with a chuckle, "yes, it's really good. It's worthy of being a young hero of the Xuanyuan family."

His voice was flat, but his tone seemed quite polite.

Even, he is still praising Chen Feng.

But in fact, it is with a strong condescending.

Just as the elder is praising the younger generation.

Chen Feng listened and his eyes narrowed slightly.

At this time, the middle-aged scholar pointed to Shen Qingyu and others who were kneeling on the ground, smiled and said, "these people, give me a face, let go!"

When he said this, he played it down.

It's like saying don't kill this chicken.

It seems that this is an extremely trivial matter for him.

And his voice, his tone, even with a trace of command.

It seems that when he finishes saying this sentence, Chen Feng must listen, abide by it, and there can be no resistance!

After saying this, Chen Feng's eyes immediately flashed cold light.

After the middle-aged scholar finished speaking, he simply ignored Chen Feng's reaction and went straight to Shen Qingyu.

Shen Qingyu and others saw his arrival, and their eyes were filled with unspeakable ecstasy and excitement. They shouted, "Lord Zhai, you are coming, you are finally coming!"

"Haha, now we can live, now we don't have to die."

They all seemed to see hope.

Zhai Wenmin, the middle-aged scholar, also smiled and said, "don't worry, you can't die with me."

His voice was very gentle, as if he were stating a fact.

It seems that he can easily suppress Chen Fengfeng. With him, Chen Feng dare not take any rash actions.

And at this time, suddenly he heard a cold voice from behind him: "if you dare to touch them, I don't mind making you one of them."

After hearing this sound, Zhai Wenmin's body suddenly stiffened there.

The expression on his face also hid from the relaxation and indifference just now, and then turned into a thick surprise and shock.

The next moment, this deep surprise and shock turned into anger and deep resentment!

He slowly stood up straight.

However, he did not dare to stretch out his hand to pull Shen Qingyu up after all.

When he turned around and looked at Chen Feng, his face showed a strange expression, smiled and said, "Chen Feng, how dare you not give me this face?"

Chen Feng looked at him and smiled, "sorry, your face is worthless here!"

Zhai Wenmin's eyes were cold: "Chen Feng, do you know who I am?"

At this time, the reserved indifference that has been maintained on Zhai Wenmin's face, with a trace of unspeakable arrogance, has completely disappeared.

Instead, there was a hint of coldness. Obviously, he was already angry.

Chen Feng paused and smiled, "I don't know who you are, and I'm not interested in knowing who you are!"

"I only know..."

Chen Feng's eyes grew colder: "they are the people I want to kill, and if you want to save them, then I will kill you!"

He stared at zhaiwenmin, word by word, and his voice was like ice and iron, full of Sen Han's meaning.

Zhaiwenmin heard it, but felt extremely absurd in her heart.

He grinned because he thought it was funny.

He felt that Chen Feng was simply provoking himself like a mantis!

He felt that Chen Feng's words were extremely absurd.

"What is Chen Feng? I work for the fourth childe!"

But it happened that he opened his mouth, but he couldn't laugh.

Because, Chen Feng's words, with an unspeakable cold, let his heart tremble, can't say a word!

Because, he felt, Chen Feng said, that he would be able to do it!

He turned around and looked at Chen Feng: "do you know who I am?"

"Tell you, I'm zhaiwenmin!" Zhai Wenmin said coldly.

"What? Zhaiwenmin?"

Hearing the name, everyone shouted in surprise.

"It's said that Zhai Wenmin, who lives in seclusion and is quite mysterious, is powerful and has reached the peak of three-star Emperor Wu, and may enter the realm of four-star Emperor Wu at any time!"

"Yes! But this is not the most terrible!"

"I heard that the most terrible thing about him is that he worked for a young master in the Grand Marshal's mansion!"

"Yes, with this background, who dares to touch him?"

"Yes, compared with his background, his strength can be ignored."

Hearing this comment, Zhai Wenmin was even more proud.

He glanced at Chen Feng, and then ignored him, just walked towards Shen Qingyu.

In his opinion, after knowing his name, Chen Feng must be afraid!

He must not dare to stop himself anymore. However, just as his hand was about to touch Shen Qingyu, a faint voice came: "Zhai Wenmin, which onion is it?"