Parasitic Cultivation: Start Bound to Mimic System

Chapter 85 Another son, another victory!
Entering the business house, passing through the courtyard corridor, Feng Ping went all the way back to the small stone pool in the middle hall.

Sun Wenlong and Daoist Sun were sitting at the stone table with a slightly displeased expression.Beside him, Huangli and Huangtao, two maidservants, one is carrying a purple sand pot and the other is holding a white gauze scarf.

Seeing Niu Dali walking towards this side, the two of them subconsciously lowered their heads.

"Greetings to Sun Zhenren." Feng Ping stepped forward, fisted with both hands, and said.

"Your Majesty!"

Sun Wenlong shouted angrily, like thunder.

Spiritual energy gushed out from his body, like a giant dragon that would devour Feng Ping at any time.

"Really calm down, this subordinate's behavior has a deep meaning!"

A stern look flashed in Feng Ping's eyes, and he let the opponent's aura oppress him.

How could he kneel?

Kneel down and kneel down to parents, can you still kneel down to bugs?
This time when he returned to the mansion, the people around Zhongtang had been dispatched, Feng Ping had already prepared for the worst, it would depend on whether Sun Wenlong would give him a chance to speak!

"Profound meaning? I'll give you a chance to say something. If you can't explain clearly, don't blame me for being rude!"

In the end, Sun Wenlong still didn't choose to do anything.

Killing the opponent is only one move, but the follow-up is troublesome.

What's more, the other party also involved Zhang Yonglie, the magistrate of Shuntian, rashly killing this person, I am afraid it will be difficult to explain it.

Monks do as they please.

But there must be a reason for murder!After all, this is the Great Xia Dynasty!

"I didn't spend a cent of the money, and it was shipped back intact."

Just this sentence aroused Sun Wenlong's interest immediately. He leaned forward slightly while leaning on the stone table, and sat up straight.

"Oh? Then you are?"

"Sun Zhenren, is this something so obvious? It is to prevent Chen Yonglin from coming down, so that we have a reason to completely sever ties with him!" Feng Ping took the purple clay pot from Huang Li, and poured a pot of water for Sun Wenlong himself.

Then he waved his hand and said, "Get down!"

Huangli Huangtao took a look at Sun Wenlong, and after seeing him nodding, he bowed slightly and walked out of the courtyard.

This scene was seen in Feng Ping's eyes and remembered in his heart!
Seeing the two leave, Sun Wenlong took a sip of his tea and said, "Go ahead."

"The subordinate gave the money with such a big fanfare, and Chen Yonglin didn't dare to accept it if he borrowed his courage! If he really wants to accept it, that would be the reason for his death!" Feng Ping showed a fierce expression on his face.

From the other party's point of view, this shopkeeper of the firm, who was promoted by the house pawn, is really a master of crossing rivers and demolishing bridges, without any nostalgia for old feelings!
"Sun Zhenzhen, you also know my current situation. It's hard to be a man in the middle. If you don't stand in line at this time, you can imagine the final result. Maybe you don't need Feng Ping to do anything. Naturally, you will die!" Feng Ping Gritting his teeth, his face showed fierce determination.

Sun Wenlong's originally stern face gradually melted away.

Who wouldn't want a clever, understanding servant?

The other party's drastic action can be regarded as completely offending Chen Yonglin to death.

"That's right, it's good to know. How can Mingle Palace be compared to Shuntian Mansion?"

"That's exactly what this subordinate wants!" Feng Pingshun stepped forward, and continued, "I speculate that Chen Yonglin will definitely come to the door tomorrow, and even if there is no reason, he will make trouble for me."

"What do you want?"

"kill him!"

"You!" Sun Wenlong stood up suddenly, and he looked at the young man in front of him in horror.

It's hard to imagine that these words came out of his mouth!
"You are so brave!"

On Feng Pingang's side, facing the hot gaze of the other party, he did not dodge at all, "This is a once-and-for-all solution!"

"You are crazy!"

"I don't! Only after he dies can Mingle Palace fully believe in my determination. Only after he dies can all the interests of the Bull Market Firm belong to Mingyue Palace and you!"

Feng Ping's voice was very crisp and sounded very real.

It is precisely because of the truth that this statement has a slightly bewitching taste.

Sun Wenlong stared at the young man in front of him, he never thought that this man would be so daring that he proposed to kill Chen Yonglin, the household official!
"Kill? Who kills? You kill or I kill?"

"Feng Ping kill!"

"Feng Ping? Where is he? Can you find..."

Halfway through Sun Wenlong's words, he suddenly realized!

He stared at Niu Dali's eyes, and got the answer from his eyes!

He grabbed Niu Dali's arm, jumped lightly, and returned to the house. With a wave of his hand, the door closed, and then he continued:
"You mean, push it to Feng Ping?"

"Yes, my identity is here! As long as there are only the three of us present, after you kill him, we insist that Feng Ping came to kill me. Chen Yonglin can't escape before he is killed by the thief. You rush to the scene at the critical moment , forcing the thief back."

"At that time, you will give me another punch, and you will directly beat me to a serious injury, the kind with only one breath left! Everything will be logical!"

Feng Ping finished his "all plans" in one breath.

Sun Wenlong was secretly surprised, the first half sentence was within his expectation, but the second half sentence completely exceeded his expectation!

"You are so cruel to yourself?"

"You have to be full of acting! If you don't do this, how can you deceive other people's cognition? For the sake of real people and Mingle Palace, I think all of this is worth it!"

"But even so, the other party will still doubt, why Chen Yonglin, who is at the Foundation Establishment Realm, is dead, but you are hanging on your breath?"

"Senior! Look!" Feng Ping pointed to "The Walking Dead Record of Swallowing the Moon" on the table of the Eight Immortals.

"Are you really starting to practice?" The smile on Sun Zhenren's face suddenly faded.

"Prefect Zhang was uneasy when he gave me this exercise, thinking that I didn't know? He just wanted me to carry it a little longer, no one would die easily.

That being the case, I will fulfill their wish, I would rather end up as a walking corpse than pull them into the water!
Senior, within a few days at most, I will be able to refine one level of Qi, and with your elixir, I will naturally be able to withstand Feng Ping's blow! "

"Pillion?" Sun Wenlong frowned slightly, but soon relaxed it again.

"You kid actually tricked me into it! Good! Good! Good! If that's the case, I'll go back to Ming Le Palace and ask for a pulse-protecting pill for you!"

However, Feng Ping shook his head with a smile.

"Senior, you don't have to give it to me, you just need to take a few pills with you and show them to Zhang Yonglie and the deacons in Dengxian Pavilion.

In a humble life, there is no need for such a precious thing.Besides, since you are the one who hits that palm, you can naturally control the strength. "

Sun Wenlong's eyes lit up after hearing this.

He clapped his hands repeatedly, but he didn't expect this kid to be so thoughtful about the details!

That's right!

He doesn't need to waste a pulse protection pill at all, he just needs to carry it with him!
When the time comes, who can doubt it?Who can say no?

"Good! Good! Good! I'll go back to Mingle Palace overnight!"

"Senior, I speculate that the other party will come around Si time, and please show up after noon and do it again!"

(End of this chapter)