urban wolf

"Go home? Which home? Will you go to Kunlun Mountain? If I transport this guy's body back to Kunlun Mountain, what should I use to lure Leng Yue, Qingling, um, yes, and Long Si and those guys down the mountain Come?" The middle-aged man in white clothes fell from the sky, he seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be talking to Wang Yushan and others.

The man in white squatted down, as if he was also checking whether Ye Feng was alive, but Ye Feng's body was already frozen, and he couldn't do anything, "Well..." After a while, the man in white lazily said: You must be dead, your lungs are shattered, and your internal organs have been punctured several times. Alas, I would rather be a dog of peace than a person in troubled times. It's a pity that a genius like you is not my junior, so I can only do this .”

Wang Yushan saw the people in front of him desecrating Ye Feng's body, Xinzong was furious, but the four of them were oppressed by the huge pressure and couldn't move.

"Don't worry, I will use your skin to make a model and store you well. Under my Di Shitian's hands, you will live forever." It turned out that the man was called Di Shitian. Ye Feng's skin was used as a model, Wang Yushan's four lungs were about to explode, but they couldn't move, Wang Yushan felt that the strength of this person in front of him was still higher than that of Long Si.

"Hehe, tell Leng Yue that my name is Di Shitian." After the man finished speaking, he picked up Ye Feng's body and flew away. After 3 minutes, the four of them, Maria Wang Yushan, took a breath, but where did they come from? You can also see a figure here.

At this time, a melodious bell rang, it was a song by Liang Jingru, "I hope the person I love is kind, with a kind personality, and the big palm can tolerate my little stubbornness..."

This is the ringtone of Ye Feng's cell phone, and Wang Yushan and the three of them have heard it. In the past few years, whenever Ye Feng needs to use the cell phone, the cell phone ringtone will definitely be this song.

From 19 years old to now 24 years old, this song has always been "Three Inches of Sunlight"

Wang Yushan hurriedly found the phone and saw "Grandpa" displayed on the screen.

As soon as he pressed the answer button, Wang Yushan heard an old and deep voice, "Xiaofeng, I have already paid for the plane you bought from Russia. I found out that someone is trying to harm you. You Don't get close to Dunhuang."

The other end of the phone was naturally Ye Feng's grandfather Feng Yang, but when he finished speaking, his brows suddenly frowned and he asked, "Who are you?"

One minute later, Feng Yang's face became gloomy, and he dropped the phone in his hand, but this was not enough, he kicked over his boss's desk, and knocked heavily on the wall, all the subordinates around him had never seen him. The boss had lost his composure before, one by one looked at each other and dared not step forward, "You guys go out, I want to be quiet."

Hearing Feng Yang's words, all his subordinates ran out of the door as if they had been pardoned, but there was still an old man in the room who did not leave, he was Ye Feng's former principal, "Brother Feng, is Xiao Feng in danger?" gone?"

"Dangerous, I hope he only encountered some dangers. Old Zhang, you can make arrangements to let our force return to the country secretly and contact our forces in the country. They have been lurking for so many years, and they should come out of the water." Feng Feng Yang said it almost with tears in his eyes.

When Lao Zhang was about to leave, Feng Yang shouted: "Wait a minute, you go and make a call for me, call my old in-law Ye Rong, and tell him that his precious grandson was killed by people from Dunhuang, let him Get ready, and then prepare the special plane, which will take off in an hour and go to Kunlun Mountain."

The vast sea is surrounded by hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds are gloomy. Overnight, Dunhuang, which should be a piece of yellow sand, is covered with a layer of snowflakes. Now it is only October in the lunar calendar, but in Dunhuang, it seems to have entered the ninth lunar month overnight. cold day.

On the snowy field, a middle-aged man in white was walking leisurely. It was Di Shitian. He was holding a dead body in his hand. It was Ye Feng who was already frozen.

The wind and sand gradually became bigger and bigger. Di Shitian looked at the sky and saw that the wind and snow would not stop for a while, so he changed his direction and walked towards Mogao Grottoes.

Arriving in a cave, Di Shitian casually left Ye Feng aside and began to meditate to recover his strength.

"Amitabha Buddha." Suddenly a Buddha's cry came from the cave, Di Shitian's slightly squinted eyes suddenly opened, and he said lightly: "Dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of me, Di Shitian, hum." After speaking, Di Shitian closed it again Eyes, ignore it.

"Amitabha, pretending to be a god and playing ghosts, what is a god, and what is a ghost?"

After the voice came again, Di Shitian opened his eyes showing a trace of anger, "When I, Di Shitian, is in a good mood, I am a god, and when I, Di Shitian, is in a bad mood, I am a demon." Said Then he raised his hand and hit a ball of true energy towards a Buddha statue.

"Amitabha, Amitabha, 20 years ago, it was the remnants of Kunlun Mountain who fled here. I thought of my Buddha's mercy and let them live in Yulin Grottoes and East Thousand Buddha Caves. However, in the past 20 years, Buddhism has not let their minds have any It seems that you are the culprit."

The old monk didn't know where he was, so he made Di Shitian's true energy invisible.

"What? You gave the Yulin Grottoes and Dongqian Buddha Caves to those idiots?" Di Shitian's eyes burst into cold light.

"Of course, 20 years ago, Leng Qianqiu, the old head of the Kunlun Mountain Dragon Group, was my best friend. It was only after the old monk persuaded me to kill them all. In the past 20 years, those gangsters didn't know my existence. But I know their every word and every action. I never thought that they would kill the descendants of Lord Leng. They didn't die by my hands, but because of me. The old monk appeared here today, just thinking Please leave the body of this miserable child, and I will bury it on my behalf, Amitabha."

After hearing the old monk's words, Di Shitian felt a little scared. First, he found that the old monk had been talking for so long. From what the old monk said, he knew that Leng Qianqiu, the old suzerain of the dragon group, was a close friend, which meant that this old monk was a generation older than himself. If Leng Qianqiu hadn't died, he would be a hundred years old now.

"Who are you?" Di Shitian asked a little uneasy.

"Once upon a time, the old monk met you once, and that was a long time ago. Among your generation, those with higher talents are Leng Yue, Qing Ling, and those little dolls from the dragon group, and these Among people, you are the most talented. 20 years ago, you could rank the hero list and control the world's heroes in your hands, but now you want to control the world's heroes in the hands of your descendants. Greed, hatred, and ignorance have fallen into the devil's path." (To be continued)

(I don’t know how this staggered plot advances. How do you feel? If it’s not good, please leave a message and I will improve it)