the first villain

Chapter 207
Feng Tianyang is not only this one son, but only this one son is promising, like him.

Now that a white-haired person sends a black-haired person, how can you not feel heartbroken?

"My son, why can't you think about it! You are still young, not yet 30 years old, you have a lot to do in the future! Son!"

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At this time, Feng Ziqi fell into a white and clean space of consciousness. He thought he had arrived in heaven, and he could vaguely see a figure in front of him.

It seemed like a distance of 200 meters, but Feng Ziqi walked forward for an unknown amount of time before he could finally see the man's face clearly.

This is a middle-aged man, his attire does not look like a modern person, but rather like a worldly expert in the fairy tale drama.

The man has long hair, is dressed in white, has a jade pendant around his waist, and hangs a sword. He looks serious and looks like a fairy in the sky.

"Are you... an immortal?" Feng Ziqi asked in a low voice.

"In the eyes of ordinary people like you, this seat is the god of that day." The man said in a deep voice.

"It seems that you are really dead... Li Xiao, I will not let you go even if I am a ghost." Feng Ziqi suddenly gritted his teeth. He thought that after death, there is really a soul.

The man glanced around Feng Ziqi, with disdain in his eyes.

"Unexpectedly, this seat is invincible in the world. Not to mention being harmed by that traitor, after waiting for a full ten years, I finally saw a ray of soul flying by. I stretched out my hand to grab it, and it turned out to be a waste of that waste."

"Forget it, if I don't smuggle here again, this ray of soul and this body of cultivation will be completely disintegrated. Boy, you are lucky, and this seat will pass on this ability to you."

"If you achieve something in the future and reach half the realm of this seat, you can cross the void."

"This seat only asks you to agree to one thing. In the future, you will achieve great success, and you will avenge this seat in the name of Emperor Zhenwu. Is it possible?"

The man said to Feng Ziqi.

Feng Ziqi was at a loss. He thought he was dead, but he didn't know whether he went to heaven or hell.

Now meeting such a strange person and saying a bunch of strange things to him made him even more confused.

"What?" Feng Ziqi asked softly.

"Hehe, I can't help you not to agree! If you don't agree in the future, I will make you die!"

After all, the man who knew he was not long to live suddenly turned into a ray of white light, entered the momentum of enlightenment, drew an arc, and went straight to the sky of Feng Ziqi.

At this moment, Feng Ziqi couldn't move, but felt like his body was about to explode.

Countless images flashed through Feng Ziqi's mind, all of which were the great achievements of this man during his lifetime.

From where to where to kill, where to practice what kind of swordsmanship, and where to fight against the top strong man, how to quickly kill the strong man.

Then, a large amount of content that made Feng Ziqi unbelievable entered his mind.

What kind of swordsmanship, mind method, body tempering secret, etc., everything is available.

Feng Ziqi could no longer see anything, and Feng Ziqi couldn't open his eyes in that vast white world.

At this time, Feng Ziqi was being pushed to the morgue.

Just as Feng Ziqi's body was about to be pushed into the freezer, Feng Ziqi's eyes suddenly opened wide, and then he let out his breath as if holding his breath to the extreme.

Feng Tianyang, who was pushing the cart, was stunned when he saw his son wake up suddenly.

And the few staff members who helped push the cart saw Feng Ziqi's death and resurrection, they were instantly frightened and backed up one after another, and sat down on the ground.

Feng Ziqi let out a big breath, and at the same time felt the icy temperature all over his body.

Feng Tianyang spoke first, but whispered fearfully: "Son?"

Feng Ziqi sat up suddenly, and Feng Tianyang sat back on the ground in fright.

Feng Ziqi glanced around for a week, and when he saw his father, he didn't make a sound immediately.

Soon, Feng Ziqi's thoughts became normal, but there were a lot of things in his mind.

Feng Ziqi took a look at himself, and he was able to clearly see the situation inside himself, and there was abundant energy flowing in those meridians.

"Great master realm? My good fellow, that man named Emperor Zhenwu is actually real?" Feng Ziqi was incomparably surprised.

He obtained an inheritance, and through some memories left by that man, he knew that he had jumped from a layman to a master of the perfect state of a master, that is, a great master.

"Son, are you really alive?" Hearing what his son said, Feng Tianyang didn't know what to say.

(End of this chapter)