Fu Shao, your wife predicted it again

Chapter 739
With his hands behind his back, Mr. Feng gave off a powerful and unattainable feeling, "Who is this old man, your dog-like master, you know very well."

Jiang Zongguang felt uneasy, and asked tentatively, "Senior, do you know my master?"

"It's not just an acquaintance, but also a deep friendship." Feng Lao calmly replied.

Feng Lao was originally the elder of Taiqingzong, and his son's obsession back then had something to do with Zhu Xingzhi.

Therefore, the two have reached the point where they will never die.

It is precisely because of this that the suzerain of Taiqing Sect can only ask Feng Lao to leave the sect.

Although Feng Lao was extremely angry, he did not do anything drastic in the end, and left the sect with his son.

It has been almost ten years since this walk.

Regarding the fact that Zhu Xingzhi caused his son to go crazy, Mr. Feng never forgot, and always kept a memory for Zhu Xingzhi.

One day, he will avenge his son!

The appearance of Tian Manni undoubtedly gave him a chance to take revenge.

As long as Zhu Xingzhi has no value, that sect will no longer protect Zhu Xingzhi. At that time, it will be the time for him to kill that dog!
Jiang Zongguang frowned slightly, he couldn't tell if Mr. Feng was talking irony or the truth.

Therefore, I can only tentatively say again, "Since senior has friendship with my master, please don't meddle in this matter.

Just give my master a face, okay? "

If the old man in front of him really had friendship with his master, he would definitely sell his master's face.

However, Feng Lao laughed, ironically, "Give that thing some face? That dog is not even a human, how can he get any face?"

Mr. Feng's unceremonious words made Jiang Zongguang finally realize that Mr. Feng had a feud with his master, and it was a deep feud.

Jiang Zongguang's eyes flickered, his feet moved without a trace, but he said, "Since the senior doesn't give my master face, then don't blame me for being rude!"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Zongguang suddenly threw something at Feng Lao. The speed was so fast that people couldn't see what it was.

Old Feng snorted coldly in disdain, and shot down the flying thing to the ground with a movement of his hand.

It turned out that it was a double-headed sharp dart, which looked ordinary, but it was a spiritual weapon, otherwise the speed would not be so fast.

After Jiang Zongguang threw the dart, his figure immediately flew towards the door of the abandoned warehouse.

He knew very well that he was not Feng Lao's opponent, so there was no need to stay here and wait for Feng Lao to kill him.

However, before he could escape to the gate, a burst of shouting sounded from behind him, making his heart skip a beat.

"Shameless boy, want to run?!"

Feng Lao's burst of shouts used his spiritual power, which made Jiang Zongguang's chest feel tight, and a stream of blood rushed to his throat.

Before Jiang Zongguang continued to escape, a strong suction force sucked him back, no matter how hard he struggled, he still couldn't get rid of it.

When Jiang Zongguang's body was not far from Feng Lao, he was hit on the back suddenly by a powerful attack.

Let him lunge forward suddenly, his strong body smashed to the ground, causing several cracks to appear on the ground.

"puff--"

Jiang Zongguang finally couldn't help it, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, Jiang Zongguang only felt that his whole body was falling apart, and the blood in his body was surging, and the spiritual energy kept crashing in his dantian.

Obviously, this blow caused him to suffer serious internal injuries. If he didn't practice for a few years, he might not be able to recover.

(End of this chapter)