"Immortal?"
Shen Feng listened to the man's address and the attitude of kneeling down to admit his mistake. He couldn't help being surprised. This is what age. Unexpectedly, there are still people called immortals. Is it a fake divine stick?
"Get up and forgive your innocence." The woman said faintly.
"Thank you, immortal." The man answered and got up, then pointed back at Shen Feng and said, "it's him. He spoke frivolously to the saint and didn't pay attention to the saint at all."
"Sleeping trough?" When Shen Feng saw that he was the villain, he pointed to himself first and smiled bitterly in his heart.
"Really!" The woman stared at Shen Feng with a pair of beautiful eyes, with a trace of cold in her eyes.
The man seemed afraid of her disbelief and continued to add fuel and vinegar: "he also said he would take the saint back to be his little wife."
The woman's eyes were cold, and her eyes looking at Shen Feng became colder and colder.
"Hey, are you a pig brain? Does he believe what he says? " Shen Feng looked at her cold eyes and felt helpless.
These "immortals" don't seem to have any brains at all. They believe everything they say.
And it's not hard to tell from her voice that she doesn't seem to be very old.
"How dare you speak unkindly to the saint! It seems to owe discipline! " The woman's face was cold, and then she whispered, "pull out his tongue for me!"
"Yes!" The four men behind him answered at the same time and suddenly threw the four hats over their heads.
"Hoo..."
The four hats spun up and flew towards him from four different directions.
Shen Feng started when he saw that the other party didn't agree, and his eyes were a little unhappy.
He swept the table beside him, and the plates and dishes on the table met the flying hat
"Bang Bang..." the hat and the plate were broken at the same time.
At the same time, the four rushed up at the same time, and there was still an internal Qi in the palm of their hands.
From the strength of internal Qi, two people have reached the congenital Xiaocheng, and the other two are the later days of the day after tomorrow, reaching the bottleneck of the congenital realm.
However, when the four met Shen Feng, it was a game between children and adults.
Shen Feng pulled off the hotel tablecloth, "brush..." with one hand, the tablecloth immediately rolled together to form a rope.
"Pa!" The rope hit several people's faces directly. Their faces immediately became red and swollen, and their heads were beaten a little misty.
Taking this opportunity, Shen Feng took an arrow step forward and tied all four people's hands together with a lightning speed.
"Done." Shen Feng clapped his hands and smiled at the woman.
"It's strange that you have to pay attention to the holy sect. It seems that you still have two skills." The woman's eyes were cold, her cuffs trembled, and a long whip appeared in her hand.
The whip is purple. It seems to be made of vines of some plants, with sharp barbs on it.
"Hoo!" The whiplash and wind roared, containing a layer of internal Qi, and fiercely cleaved over.
Shen Feng didn't dare to catch it easily. He dodged gently.
"Click." The whip divided the table in two, and the sawdust scattered everywhere.
"Hey, hey, fairy sister, I'm sorry, I didn't fight." Shen Feng said with a smile.
"You want to die!"
When the woman saw that she couldn't hit, her eyes were cold. The whip in her hand turned into several residual shadows, and the rain whipped Shen Feng.
"Pa, PA, PA!"
The whip was always close to Shen Feng and couldn't even touch his clothes.
But the hotel was already in a mess. The customers in the hotel had already run away. The boss and his daughter hid in the corner and looked timidly here.
The man who sued the villain first had already run away
"Pa." Shen Feng reached out and grabbed the whip at will. "It's endless, isn't it?"
The woman looked at the whip being caught by Shen Feng, and her eyes showed a surprised look.
The other party took the whip so lightly, which greatly surprised him, and the sharp thorn on the whip did not penetrate his skin.
Before she could react, a huge pull came from the whip in her hand, pulling her whole person towards Shen Feng.
The woman responded quickly in mid air and threw a handful of white powder on her other hand, which shrouded Shen Feng.
"Hoo!" Shen Feng looked at the powder, took a deep breath, and then blew it back.
"No!" The woman looked at the powder and subconsciously raised her arm to cover her face
When she passed through the powder and reacted, she was already in front of Shen Feng.
"Fairy sister, you poisoned me. You're not good at all." Shen Feng smiled, "since you are not obedient, you have to beat your ass."
After saying that, Shen Feng pressed her by his side with his back to himself.
"Pa Pa!" Shen Feng slapped her on the ass with a loud voice and pain.
But what hurts is her heart. Her eyes are red, and a sense of humiliation rushes up from the bottom of her heart, "obscene thief, let go of me, I'll kill you!"
"If you want to kill me, how can I let you go?" Shen Feng smiled and slapped her again.
"Saint... Elder martial sister, let go of me!" The four men broke free from being entangled together and shouted at Shen Feng in unison.
Although they shouted happily, none of them dared to come forward. It seemed that they were afraid that Shen Feng would do anything special.
After the woman was beaten by Shen Feng, she was silent.
"Why is there no movement?"
Shen Feng was puzzled and looked down.
I saw the big tears of beans left down her veil.
"Crying?"
Shen Feng was a little surprised. He never thought that a martial artist who was born into a state was slapped and cried.
"Woo woo... You let go of me. I'll kill you. I'll cut off your hands and feed the dog." She cried and talked hard.
"Oh, you're fierce." Shen Feng said as he slapped five or six times, "believe it or not, I'll scratch your face with a knife."
As soon as she said this, she cried more fiercely and burst into tears, "sobbing... Don't fight."
"Do you want to kill me or not?" Shen Feng asked her.
"No, no, I don't dare anymore." The woman cried.
"Believe what others say. You see, others have run away." Shen Feng pointed to the empty doorway.
At this time, the owner of the restaurant and his daughter said, "the man just now was a hooligan. He was taught a lesson by the gentleman before talking nonsense, and they were the ones who spoke unkindly to the saint."
"If I say you're a pig brain, you know who to trust this time." Shen Feng said to her.
The woman was very wronged. She scolded the man ten thousand times in her heart, and then stubbornly shouted, "I'm not a pig."
"It's not a pig. You believe everyone." Shen Feng slapped her and begged for mercy before she fell down