I am the Tao of bad people

Chapter 98 You are a father!

The frost is falling, and under the moonlight, the two of them are flying towards the moon, which is poignant and picturesque.

Until they fell into his eyes.

A smile appeared on Chen Feng's lips. He turned around and glanced at Shi Yao, then nodded gracefully.

Then, he turned around and jumped down from the pit, running in the air with the romance of black and white.

The distance between them is getting closer and closer.

Chang Haoling's eyes became more and more joyful. He knew that the more eager Shen Feng was and the more he valued the Longquan Treasure Box, the brighter their future would be.

His hand holding the Longquan treasure box became tighter and tighter.

He shouted to his light with joy: "Shen..."

"Qiang!"

The cold light appears!

Colder than the moonlight, the Tiangang Sword is unsheathed!
  "Pfft!"

In the mid-air where the moonlight was shining, two human heads slowly separated from their bodies flying towards the moon.

In the moonlight, there was a sharp contrast between Chen Feng's cold eyes and his smiling mouth.

Xiao Gang's sneak attack on Zhong Tian's position is an absolute instant kill.

Shen Feng is not Zhu Youwen, he is shameless.

With one move, he drew his sword and chopped them off, sending them back to the west.

In mid-air, the heads of Chang Haoling and Chang Xuanling were still spinning with the force of the sword. The heads of the brother and sister looked at each other in the air. In the remaining consciousness, their eyes were filled with unbelievable horror.

When they were about to die, the two of them suddenly woke up, feeling bitter in their hearts.

"Big brother..."

"Kill... silence..."

In hindsight, Chang Haoling also reacted.

This was what they were thinking, but the severed heads were speechless.

The random flowers are charming, and the eyes are gradually dazzled by desire.

A flash of sword light completely confused their consciousness, and they fell into endless darkness.

They died under their own light.

Shen Feng knew.

What Chang Haoling wanted to say was: "Shuai Shen, we got the Longquan Treasure Box!"

But this sentence.

But Shen Feng couldn't let him say it.

Some things cannot withstand investigation, so we are afraid of reexamination.

Li Xingyun and the others are still alive. If Zhang Xuanling discusses the details of the siege of Zhu Youwen with them and they find out a few bugs, it will be more of a loss than a gain.

Therefore, black and white are impermanent, and Shen Feng can never accept them.

They must stand in the enemy's shoes and die obediently.

They must be the ants who want to snatch the Longquan treasure and then fly into the flames.

Which one is more important, the homeless black and white impermanence, or the huge Tianshi Mansion or the Taoist sects?
  Shen Feng made his choice, and he did so without hesitation.

He would tell Zhang Xuanling and Xu Huan that what Chang Haoling really wanted to say before his death was: "Chen Feng, the evil ghost seduces the soul, and Impermanence demands his life! The Longquan Treasure Box is in my hands, and if I have the chance next time, I will take your life!"

There is nothing abrupt about this statement.

After all, Zhu Youwen said the same thing just now, and he said it in front of everyone.

It's floating.

Black and white impermanence also want to try.

Just try and let him die.

No one knows the true relationship between them and bad people.

Chen Feng's hand holding the knife would not hesitate or tremble.

But in his heart, he couldn't help but sigh: "Gangzi, you gave me two chess pieces for nothing. After setting up the game and losing the piece, you can just eat the fruit yourself. You pooped in my mouth and you asked me to wipe your ass." . Your red underwear can’t hold your 300-year-old ass.”

Shen Feng felt the malice from Yuan Tiangang. It was a shame that he was only one move away from the chess game he had played a long time ago.

But Shen Feng knew that Yuan Tiangang deliberately only won half of his game in that game, just to disgust him. As long as Gangzi is willing, he can only win half a piece of money in every game.

With a strong desire to win, Shen Feng felt as uncomfortable as eating shit.

Black and white are impermanent, what a good chess piece, the Gang piece is said to work well after being used, they don't deserve to die.

In other words, they shouldn't have died here.

It's just a pity.

The chess piece has become an abandoned piece.

The thought only passed by in an instant. Without hesitation, Chen Feng's hand directly snatched the Longquan treasure box from Chang Haoling's hand. His body naturally fell down and landed on the gate next to Zhang Xuanling.

Behind him, in mid-air, the Chang brothers and sisters' heads and their bodies also fell into the endless golden water, leaving no bones.

"Master Zhang, please forgive me. Master Xu Huan, I'm still waiting for you to come home." Shen Feng looked serious. He patted Zhang Xuanling on the shoulder and gave him sincere comfort.

Zhang Xuanling was still kneeling on the doorstep. There was already a fire around him, but he didn't pay attention.

He sheds tears all the time. He has been stupid for many years, but he has never cried.

But now, his son...is gone.

Shen Feng sighed and apologized: "I'm offended."

After saying that, Shen Feng raised his hand, grabbed Zhang Xuanling's shoulder, stepped on the door valve violently, and took Zhang Xuanling into the air and out of the sinkhole.

"Xiao Shuai! Take us with you!"

Behind Shen Feng, Shangguan Yunque called in a high-pitched voice.

Shen Feng didn't bother to pay attention to him.

You can fly with Li Xingyun yourself, it’s not like you can’t get up.

There's no point in being able to stand up, and you're only worthy of smelling this handsome guy's farts.

……

Hidden Soldier Valley.

Yuan Tiangang returned to the valley.

The bad guy is a knife, and he is the one who hides the knife.

While Shen Feng was moving around the Qianling Mausoleum, Yuan Tiangang was observing the sky at night in the valley.

It is destined that many stars will fall tonight.

Yuan Tiangang just watched like this. First, a bright Canglong star fell, then a deep Keshang star disappeared. Finally, two small stars that were full of demons and night ghosts not long ago also dimmed.

Yuan Tiangang chuckled and turned back to the case. The cinnabar pen and ink had been polished by his own hands.

He raised his pen and drew lightly.

"The Canglong Star is the East Palace. Zhang Zifan, you can't control the fate of your East Palace."

Yuan Tiangang said that Shen Feng once said that he couldn't grasp it, and then he raised his pen and lightly crossed out Zhang Zifan's name.

"The Star of Resistance, the Elephant of the Demon King. Zhu Youwen, a common man, is worthy of the Demon King? Ha! Daliang is dead."

Say it.

Yuan Tiangang raised his pen again, and Zhu Sha gently crossed out Zhu Youwen's name.

"The difference between a chess piece and a discarded piece is only a thought."

"But often only the chess players who make the layout can have this awareness. As for the pieces in the game, their vision is still too shallow after all."

"Black and white are impermanent. Your names are not worthy of my handsome evil-killing book."

Yuan Tiangang made a few disdainful comments, then he closed his little notebook and continued to observe the sky at night.

He saw that outside the distant sky, the two masters and disciples were still playing chess elegantly with the world as the chess game and all the people as the chess pieces.

However, one person is no longer elegant.

He was bullied by the old man on the opposite side and took two pieces secretly at the critical moment. The situation suddenly turned against the wind. He scratched his head and head anxiously, wishing he could not get off the table.

"Haha... Shen Xiaofeng, my teacher said that no one can lift the table in front of me. Li Chunfeng can't either."

Yuan Tiangang smiled slightly smugly, and said softly: "It's so fun to bully you."

Speaking of Li Chunfeng, Yuan Tiangang changed the topic again: "You stole my Bagua abacus. Last time I was in Daliang, I had too many things to do and I didn't bother to settle accounts with you."

"This matter will be recorded in the teacher's meeting notebook."

"Don't worry, I won't forget."

Amidst the vengeful teasing, Yuan Tiangang returned his gaze to Canglong Star.

Zhang Zifan is dead, and the next person in the East Palace will have a new star.

Yuan Tiangang looked at it, but suddenly exclaimed: "Li Erhua! It's Li Erhua! How could this happen? Has Li Xingyun figured it out?"

Yuan Tiangang was surprised and happy. He saw deeply that the next Donggong was actually a bright and clear plum blossom!
  He hurriedly counted with his fingers and started divination again, instinctively calculating Li Xingyun again.

But the result is...no result.

"How could it be...how could it not have changed..."

"Li Erhua...Li Erhua..."

Yuan Tiangang suddenly raised his head!
  "and many more!"

"If there is an eldest son... he must inherit the incense of Zhaozong..."

Yuan Tiangang's calculations suddenly changed.

He replaced someone else.

He couldn't figure out Shen Feng, but he could figure out Song Yunji.

Finally, Yuan Tiangang came to the conclusion.

"Shen Xiaofeng, you are now a father."

(End of this chapter)