I am the Tao of bad people

Chapter 89 Isn’t it good to be alive?
  Facing Shen Feng's question, Zhong Xiaokui had no answer.

Shen Feng didn't want to directly force her to answer.

Again, let the bullets fly for a while.

"Think about it carefully. You have nowhere to go, so you might as well follow me first. Daliang's legacy still needs to be digested. I have plenty of time to wait for your answer. You also have enough time to face Zhu Youwen's death and go Witness my efforts to create a prosperous world for the world. I believe that you will not let me down."

Shen Feng's vowing tone planted a seed of hope in Zhong Xiaokui's heart. At the critical node, it would take root, sprout, and bear fruit.

After saying this, Chen Feng turned around and looked at the water and fire brothers kneeling on the ground.

"As for you..."

Shen Feng's tone paused, and his voice suddenly became cold: "Those who follow my will will live, and those who go against my will will die. Choose one."

Two brainless and reckless men in the middle of the sky, if you have them, you will be happy, but if you don't, it's fine. Moreover, such a sharp contrast can also make Zhong Xiaokui feel more aware of his importance.

Shen Feng never likes to force others. He always gives others several options and then lets them take the initiative to make a choice.

As for whether the choice made is sincere, that is another matter.

"The two of us are willing to serve the commander-in-chief and restore the past glory of our Xuanming Sect!"

The water and fire brothers surrendered decisively, with a firm tone just like the famous saying: "From now on, Bu will follow his father. Go through fire and water, no matter what."

Just afraid of death, not shabby.

Those who are not afraid of death just appear to be exceptionally good.

But to be honest, this is actually a bit anti-human. Their reason overcame their instinct to fear death, that's all.

"Very good. You will take orders from Po Meng for the time being. If Zhong Xiaokui is willing to take charge of the Xuanming Sect, you will take orders from Zhong Xiaokui."

"My subordinate understands!"

After an arrangement, everything happened.

Chen Feng looked at the direction in which Ying Gou flew away. He turned to Shi Yao and said, "It's time for us to leave. It's time to go and see how Hou Qing's affairs are going. Ying Gou's melon boy has changed his account. Her IQ is not online at all, and I’m really afraid that she’ll be looking for her brother and get lost again.”

"Then you kick her."

Shi Yao rolled her eyes at Chen Feng.

In fact, Gua Wa Zi Ying Gou is quite popular in Shi Yao's heart.

It's better than that reckless man who breaks people's arms at every turn. The reckless man is not easy to manage at all.

Po Meng is a master of management.

Shi Yao was heartbroken in Xuan Ming Cult, and then he managed to deal with the corpse ancestors who were just a bunch of flying stars when they were gathered together.

"You guys come too."

"Yes."

It was still night, and a group of five people followed Shen Feng to a remote canyon.

They didn't walk very fast, this was also to take care of the joint pain of Zhong Xiaokui and the other three.

After entering the canyon, the field of vision became much clearer instantly. Several people saw the handsome man under the moonlight at a glance. He was sitting on an iron bump with an unusually elegant posture.

There was a small pendant hanging around his neck, and he was calling his brother one by one, and was conducting indiscriminate harassment with sonic attacks.

That was Ying Gou who was kicked away by Shen Feng just now. Xiaoying Gou knew in her heart that her brother was not a bad person and he would not kick her away.

Hou Qing was expressionless and endured silently. When he sensed the appearance of Shen Feng and others, he raised his head and first said hello to his master with his hands clasped in fists. Then, Hou Qing pointed to the mount under the seat and then pointed to the firefly around his neck. hook.

There was a tacit understanding between master and disciple, and Shen Feng instantly understood what he meant.

"I've taken care of the matter. You can take care of her."

Chen Feng nodded and walked towards Hou Qing.

When he came to his side, Chen Feng reached out to pick up the firefly hook around his neck, threw it back to his own neck.

It's a pendant.

It doesn't matter who you hang on, it doesn't matter.

Ying Gou didn't care at all that her mount had changed its class. She hugged Shen Feng's neck and had a big mouth. The night was deep and she was somewhat tired.

Gua Wazi once slept on Shen Feng, only once, and she had the habit of recognizing her bed.

The trapped head hit Shen Feng's neck bit by bit, making a snapping sound. Shen Feng's face was expressionless, just like Hou Qing just now. He looked at Hou Qing and asked, "What should I say?"

"The master's arrangements are clear, and the disciple follows the rules. There is no challenge at all. It is simply a push-over."

Hou Qing sighed, and his tone became more admiring: "With Master's behavior, he can achieve this level. This time I came to Daliang, I couldn't see Master. It is really a great regret in my life."

"I don't want any regrets. What I want is that there won't be any accidents. Believe me, your master's painting style is the same as his teacher."

As Chen Feng spoke, he reached out and pulled Hou Qing away, exposing the iron bump under his buttocks.

This is the invincible general of Daliang.

To put it bluntly, this is a large artillery piece built with the Mohist machine technique, and it can be regarded as the masterpiece of the Mohist family.

Wang Yanzhang originally wanted to push it off the cliff, but Shen Feng felt that toilet paper had its own uses, and letting that reckless man do this would be a waste of natural resources.

So, he asked Hou Qing to come over and cut off Hu.

You don’t want me to.

They are all just trying to earn a living from Gangzi's mouth, just picking up rags, not shabby.

It would also be good to use it later to bombard Li Siyuan's city gate building.

"What about others?"

The person Shen Feng asked was naturally Wang Yanzhang.

This guy is talented, but he is essentially a reckless man. Because of him, Li Xingyun, Wang Yanzhang was almost as untouchable as Gangzi's underwear.

Hou Qing understood what Shen Feng meant, so he replied: "Don't let me beat him. You can't rob someone who says he is the master. I had no choice but to let him go. As for where he went, I don't know."

"It's okay. Just leave."

Shen Feng didn't want to have any trouble with Gangzi about what he had promised.

Being able to moisturize a cannon is already an unexpected blessing.

"Gangzi will put him in the right position. In the future, he will still belong to me at the right time."

Shen Feng was showing off to his apprentice, but Hou Qing nodded in agreement.

Now Hou Qing has learned a lot about the art of divination, and he is becoming more and more talkative.

Shen Feng didn't care.

This is how he came over back then.

Thinking about Mr. Yuan, Gangzi three hundred years ago also had the second stage of "The sword is in my hand, for the sake of the Tang Dynasty, I will prepare for a rainy day."

When Shen Feng heard this line, he wished he could stand in for Li Chunfeng who was opposite him back then, draw his sword to Gangzi and play the dialogue: "My sword is not bad at all!"

Although I'm a bit irritated, I just hate Brother Chunfeng for being too generous in nature and not enough to be domineering. His aura was crushed by Gangzi, and he lamented that he was young and full of energy, and he was not good at all.

What a great script and great timing. I feel so sorry for him!

After all, that was Gangzi three hundred years ago. He was just a young man at that time and had not yet become a pervert.

If you don’t pretend now, when will you wait?
  Three hundred years later, he lived like a bastard.

Shen Feng imagined that if he were to draw his sword towards Yuan Tiangang now, he could say some nonsense that even Goba Wo's sword would not be disadvantageous...

Shen Feng estimated that the sword in his hand would be crushed into scrap metal by Gangzi's bare hands.

Unless he is holding the Tiangang Sword in his hand.

After all, the Tiangang Sword is Bai Yueguang who Yuan Tiangang is reluctant to cripple.

But in this case, there is a high probability that I will be eliminated.

Ying Gou can break people's limbs and reattach them. As for Gangzi... he should be able to break me into pieces, right?

At most, it takes a little effort to assemble a jigsaw puzzle.

Hi!
  It's already so late, go to bed, why are you thinking so much?

Live well, isn't it?

(End of this chapter)