Chapter 908

"This... This... This is a portrait?"

Liu Qingfeng looked at the mirror stone in his hand. The whole person was bitten by thunder and the boss with a long mouth. The pictures that hit the depths of his soul made him lose his ability to think in an instant.

Chang Yuchun smiled and was very satisfied with Liu Qingfeng's picture that he had never seen the world: "open your eyes? I'm all high-quality products, which are much better than those messy ones on the Internet. What do you like? My brother gives it to you for free."

Gudong.

Liu Qingfeng swallowed his saliva and finally understood why those women scolded themselves shameless. Thinking of their disdainful eyes and their good reputation for thousands of years, he was ruined at this moment!

"Zheng! Fei! Yue!"

Liu Qingfeng roared, the war spirit erupted, turned into a blue light and shadow, and went straight to the main hall.

In the main hall.

Zheng Feiyue still curled up in his chair with his eyes closed. He seemed to be sleeping. In fact, he was exploring the second planet. He suddenly felt a strong wind coming from the outside. Before opening his eyes, a layer of brown halo appeared on his body surface.

Liu Qingfeng, who was dazzled by anger, was even more angry when he saw Zheng Feiyue closing his eyes. He roared, "I'm still sleeping. I'll let you sleep, Qingyun palm!"

On Liu Qingfeng's palm, there was a strong cyan halo, which instantly drained the aura around him and sent out a dazzling cyan light. The momentum was like a rainbow and the momentum was terrible.

This is only 30% of the skill.

Although Liu Qingfeng was angry, he didn't want to kill Zheng Feiyue. This palm was not only to vent his anger, but also to wake up this chaotic and ignorant guy.

Zheng Feiyue still didn't open his eyes, but the brown halo on his body surface fluctuated, and the light stretched and changed for a while, turning into a turtle with a huge head.

The tortoise is brown, and the tortoise shell is covered with ancient and simple lines. A sense of desolation and vicissitudes emanates. The intersection of the tortoise head and the tortoise tail just envelops Zheng Feiyue.

The green cloud palm hit, and the spirit turtle opened his mouth and swallowed it!

In Liu Qingfeng's shocked eyes, the Linggui shook his head, as if he had commented on the "food" just now, which dissipated invisibly.

The brown halo also disappeared, as if nothing had happened before.

Liu Qingfeng felt cold in his hands and feet. At the moment when the Linggui swallowed the Qingyun palm, he felt the breath of the field of tracks. The breath was very thick, as if it had existed for a long time.

It's said that Zheng Feiyue practiced a strange fire way. What's this now?

Do you mean

Liu Qingfeng's heart jumped violently, and the anger and resentment in his mind disappeared, replaced by a ridiculous idea: in this world, can he really practice two kinds of Taoism at the same time?

A sigh sounded.

Zheng Feiyue slowly opened his eyes, looked at Liu Qingfeng standing there and said, "you still found my secret."

Liu Qingfeng was so nervous that he stammered, "did you... Did you practice two kinds of Tao?"

"Good."

Zheng Feiyue nodded, still slumped in his chair, and seemed to have no intention of killing people.

Liu Qingfeng relaxed a little and said, "it's unheard of to practice two kinds of Taoism at the same time... No, I remember someone did it in the classics of the general League, but it didn't end well."

"What's the end?" Zheng Feiyue asked, frowning with concern.

Liu Qingfeng answered honestly, "explode and die!"

Zheng Feiyue suddenly coughed when he heard the speech. The whole hall echoed the sound of heartbreaking cough, as if he was going to cough out his lungs. He covered his mouth and flushed his face. It was not easy to stop the cough and spread out his palm. Ho! What a big blood stain!

Liu Qingfeng, with sharp eyes, saw the red pool, a chill rushed up his head and asked, "what's the matter? Why do you cough up blood? Is there a conflict between the two kinds of Tao?"

Zheng Feiyue smiled bitterly: "I can't hide it from you."

Although Liu Qingfeng hated Zheng Feiyue, he didn't expect each other to die. He murmured, "you're too bold. You're trying to control the two kinds of Tao. You're just joking about life! Like this, problems related to the Tao, let alone ordinary monks, are big trouble even if the immortal encounters it."

"Now I know, but it's too late to repent."

Zheng Feiyue smiled miserably.

"No wonder I always see you sitting and don't pay attention to the affairs of the general League. You can't help yourself when you encounter such a big problem. I wronged you before. I'm sorry."

After saying that, Liu Qingfeng bowed slightly to Zheng Feiyue, sincerely.

In Liu Qingfeng's opinion, Zheng Feiyue's attempt to meddle with the two kinds of Tao is a kind of death behavior. Combined with the current situation, it is obvious that death has been successful. Waiting for his result, he may die by exploding!

Who cares about a dying man?

"Although you are impulsive and arrogant and don't know the dangers of the world, your sense of superiority will not be destroyed by your mentality of changing when you know your mistakes." Zheng Feiyue wiped the blood from his hands and said.

Liu Qingfeng's forehead jumped violently. When the retort came to his mouth, he swallowed it again and said in a stuffy voice, "I'm curious. Why do you fix two kinds of Tao?"

"What else can I do?" Zheng Feiyue stood up from his chair and stretched himself out untimely. "Evil gods, seven zongmen and immortal net are all a heavy burden on me. The pressure is too great, so he can only try to improve his strength."

This is true, and Zheng Feiyue's sigh in his eyes can't be fake.

"A big husband is born in the world. How can he be without pressure? Only when he is under pressure can he achieve something..." half way through, Liu Qingfeng found that this is not a comforting word.

He scratched his head and continued: "fellow practitioners of two kinds of Tao, even immortals don't dare to try. There's something wrong with your mind."

"It's too late to repent. It's too late to repent." Zheng Feiyue sighed.

Liu Qingfeng was stunned for a long time. He sighed and said, "I didn't know the situation before. I misunderstood you. In fact, you... It's not easy. The task of the general League is entrusted to me. You can take care of yourself and give me advice occasionally."

Zheng Feiyue sighed: "that's the only way. Please don't disclose my situation, Deacon Liu. You know, I have too many enemies, I'm afraid..."

Liu Qingfeng said in a positive way, "if a big husband is doing well, how can he chew people's tongue behind his back? Don't worry, God knows it, you know it, I know it, and no third person will know it."

"Thanks a lot." Zheng Feiyue hugged.

Liu Qingfeng saluted back and strode out of the main hall. The sun fell on his head. He stopped at dusk, shook his head and said, "it's strange. I always feel something's wrong."

But what's wrong?

He thought about it until he saw Li xiner's graceful body in the distance, then he slapped his head and said fiercely: "Damn it! The photo has not been solved, but Zheng Feiyue has been like that... Just, just, since he has taken the task, how can he give up halfway? It's not just some women's brochures. I'm out of it!"

Thinking of this, Liu Qingfeng blushed to find Chang Yuchun.

"Brother Chang, brother Chang, we need to talk."