I grab red envelopes with the gods

Chapter 174 Grandson, You Died So Miserably!

Yang Feng landed outside Butian City, and wanted to start the machine to take Xiangyun in, but after thinking about it, he suddenly decided to leave Xiangyun outside in case of emergency, wrapped it in a piece of cloth, and carried the sword behind his back.

The God of Cookery soup base was wrapped and placed in his arms. This thing will be needed after arriving in the underworld.

This small world has boundaries, so Yang Feng saw the endless city walls extending from Butian City when the sky was extremely high, because the world is too wide, so if you want to go out, go to Butian City closest.

Head held high, relying on feeling to walk to the edge of the city.

His appearance would not be associated with being sneaky at all. It could even be said that he was very high-profile, swaggering past the Nuwa Temple with a long sword on his back. The Yin soldiers and some natives looked at Yang Feng with wary eyes.

Seeing this, Yang Feng stopped calmly, folded his hands in front of his chest and bowed.

The natives raised their heads very happily, feeling honored that they were able to stand in front of the Nuwa Temple, and Yang Feng's bow was also regarded by them as respect for them. In fact, Yang Feng just wanted to lower their vigilance.

After passing the Nuwa Temple, there will be almost no one on the road behind who will be wary of him, and they all regard him as one of their own. After all, although the natives here are wary of outsiders, they have no way to identify outsiders, because everyone's The new bodies are all condensed in the Nuwa Temple.

When he finally reached the wall, Yang Feng took out his pass and was about to press against the wall to leave when an attack came from behind.

Yang Feng dodged to the side subconsciously, and an arrow pierced the side of him and exploded, the city wall was blown open, a hole that could fit a person.

It recovered instantly after the explosion.

A native held a bow and arrow, saw Yang Fengduo passing by, and shouted: "An outsider is coming!"

Oops!

Yang Feng immediately realized that something was wrong. The opponent was ten meters away from him. If he was shot behind him by a sword that would explode at this distance, he would be dead.

And you can't run directly, because there must be something wrong with the opponent's arrow.This kind of arrow probably came from the temple, and it was able to penetrate so much of the city wall. Even if Yang Feng turned his head and entered the city wall, his life would be in danger.

"Outsiders, don't try to hide. If you dare to step on the sacred land, you will definitely die here!" The native's arrow aimed at Yang Feng.

This person looks like a young man. It should be said that everyone in Butian City looks like a young man, and their bodies will not age.

"What did you say? What outsider?" Yang Feng stretched out his empty hands and surrendered.He had already hidden the pass just now, and with the speed at which he and the gods grabbed the red envelopes, there would be no problem at all in trying to get Dong XZ up in this time.

"I've seen that you just held the passport of an outsider in your hand, obediently followed me back to stay in the prison, and will let you go back after the goddess succeeds!" The native didn't mean to talk nonsense with Yang Feng at all, Use a bow and arrow to drive him to the prison.

"Oh!" Yang Feng sighed slightly, showing regret.

The native sneered: "Disgusting guy!"

"Did you really see it?"

"Of course!"

There were already footsteps coming from behind, Yang Feng had no choice but killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Lingbo microsteps!

Seeing Yang Feng disappear in front of him, the aborigine subconsciously shot the arrow.

At this time, Yang Feng had already used Ling Bo to walk behind the aborigine, and grabbed the aborigine's neck without fancy.

Using spiritual power to twist and click suddenly, the aborigine's eyes glared, and this body was killed by Yang Feng.

People who were attracted by the voice of the natives surrounded him, aiming various weapons at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng raised his head and looked at the weapons in everyone's hands. The materials looked similar to the bows and arrows in the hands of the aborigines who were crushed to death by Yang Feng.

Being targeted by this kind of weapon, Yang Feng didn't care about it.

He was silent for three seconds.

Yang Feng took a deep breath, and then let it out long, forcing tears from his eyes, matching his special angle of looking up at the sky at 45 degrees.

The natives around were all puzzled, what happened to this man?
Yang Feng was so angry that he suddenly picked up the native on the ground, and shouted: "Heaven, earth! Why do you want to do this!"

"Grandson, you died a terrible death!"

"I've already told you, don't come here, why don't you listen!"

Speaking of which, Yang Feng wiped away his tears.

The aborigines around were doubting Yang Feng's identity, and they immediately "understood" after Yang Feng made such a fuss.

Yang Feng is the grandfather of this man on the ground!
Yes, this is their conclusion!
Someone quickly asked, "Where did the outsider go?"

While "crying", Yang Feng freed up one finger and pointed in the direction of the city wall, "Run away, he ran away from there"

"Damn outsiders, dare to barge in on the important day of the celestial daughter's succession. Since they come in, they will have their tails between their legs. If outsiders are caught again, they will be killed immediately."

"Okay, we must kill their bodies, and then lock them in the prison and release them forever." Someone responded, and their hostility towards outsiders had reached an exaggerated level.

Yang Feng was still anxious while pretending to wipe away his tears.

The place where he is now is the underworld, unlike the human world where he goes to the underworld by himself after his physical body dies.It only takes a while for the soul of the person killed by him to come out, and it will be known that he is an outsider and that he just killed him.

But not only did these people have no intention of leaving, they even surrounded them.

Someone said: "Don't be sad, we will take him to the temple and let the goddess reshape his body."

"what!"

Yang Feng was taken aback: Is it okay to play like this?
But if I pass by, isn't it just like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth!
"No hurry, no rush, you guys go first, I'll just send him there!" Yang Feng hurriedly urged these people to leave, because if they didn't leave, he would have no chance to escape.

"No, you have to go there right away, otherwise his soul will be consumed too much, and the quality of his resurrection will be too bad in the future." A group of people surrounded him, and they should help carry him away enthusiastically.

The grandsons were all carried away, so Yang Feng, the "cheap grandpa", could only go back to the temple together. After walking for a long time, he saw several people in front of the temple, and the two sides greeted each other.It was said that it was to restore this person's body, so they were very accommodating and let everyone carry the body inside.

Yang Feng was welcomed into the extremely well-guarded Nuwa Temple, and he saw Lin Qingyu and Ling Xue from a distance, and they looked at him with strange expressions.

They all wanted to know how Yang Feng got in here?

"What's the matter?" Lin Qingyu and Lingxue, the two "candidate" goddesses, came over and asked.

These people who helped looked at Yang Feng.

"My grandson was physically killed by outsiders!" Yang Feng desperately squeezed out some tears again.

The two girls guessed that Yang Feng must have "deliberately" ventured in to find them, and they were moved.

"You all go, just keep their grandparents, and we will restore his body." The two girls sent away a group of natives, leaving only Yang Feng dragging the body to go further into the temple.

(End of this chapter)