Reborn Saint System

Chapter 7 I want you to be buried with me
Running fast on the street, Han Feng didn't dare to delay any longer. Three or four hours had passed since dinner.Han Feng didn't want to think about what would happen in these few hours, and he didn't dare to think about it.

"Old Hong, if I am willing to sacrifice my life, can you help me improve my strength?" Han Feng asked in his heart without stopping.

As if he didn't want Han Feng to do this, after a long silence, Hong Lao's voice sounded faintly: "Yes."

"What is the highest level of improvement?" The ominous premonition in his heart has already made Han Feng make the worst plan.If something really happened to his sister, even if he died with him, he would make these people pay the price.

"Ten years of life, the entity is upgraded to the ninth level of the day after tomorrow, which lasts for one hour. Consuming ten years of life at one time is the limit of your current strength." Hong Lao replied.

"One hour? It should be enough." Han Feng thought for a while, and then said: "Old Hong, after I say exchange later, you can help me upgrade as soon as possible.

"Okay." Elder Hong agreed, and after a little silence, he said, "However, I have the obligation to remind you that the life yuan consumed by these exchanges cannot be replenished under normal circumstances."

"Could it be possible that Shouyuan can add more?" Han Feng was a little curious and asked casually.

"Ordinary people can live to be seven to eighty years old; acquired cultivators can live to be a hundred years old; after being promoted to innate, the life span can be extended to two hundred years old, which is considered as a supplement to the life span." Hong Lao continued: "But You are different, for example, if you consume ten years of lifespan this time, even if you are promoted to Xiantian in the future, you will only live to 80 years old."

"Okay, I see." Han Feng nodded, stopped talking, and continued to run towards the Hu Mansion.

On the most prosperous Nantong Street in the southern part of Yang'an City, there is a mansion covering an area of ​​several acres.In a big city, this may not be a big deal, but in Yang'an City, which has a population of only over [-], it is undoubtedly a giant.

On the black lacquered gate of the mansion, there is a plaque with the word "Hu Mansion" hanging on it, and under the plaque are eight well-dressed men standing on both sides. Without squinting, a well-trained and capable appearance makes people daunting.

"Old Hong, exchange!"

Looking at the gate of Hu Mansion close in front of him, Han Feng shouted in his heart.

"You have been deducted ten years of life yuan."

"Your strength has been raised to the ninth level of the day after tomorrow, and the duration is one hour."

As soon as Honglao's words fell, Han Feng felt a huge breath appear out of thin air, appearing in his body, and his body's meridians had a faint feeling of being torn apart.He also felt that his five senses were sharper, and his body strength, speed, etc. had all improved by leaps and bounds.

Perhaps with the help of the system, the feeling of swelling, pain and tearing in the meridians only lasted for a moment, and then returned to normal. In Han Feng's body, his original qi, which was originally as thick as cotton thread, became extremely thick and almost full of blood. In the entire meridian, the thick true energy seemed to be faintly liquefied.

"Who is it? This is the Hu Mansion, leave quickly." The guard at the gate noticed Han Feng rushing towards him, and stopped immediately.

But what responded to him was a cold snort with murderous intent.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

There were seven violent bangs, and the guard who spoke only felt a shadow flickering in front of his eyes, and then saw the heads of his other seven companions burst, turning into seven headless corpses.Immediately, his eyes blurred, and there was a young man in front of him, staring at him coldly. The murderous intent in that gaze, as well as the coercion faintly revealed, made him extremely frightened, and his legs began to tremble.

After consuming ten years of life, Han Feng's strength has jumped from the third level of the acquired to the ninth level of the acquired day, and it is also the top existence of the pyramid in the entire Yang'an City.

"Where is the girl sent before dinner?" All the worries about his sister in his heart had turned into violent killing intent, making Han Feng's heart as cold as iron.

"Send it, send it to the young master's courtyard." The guard didn't dare to hide anything at all.

"Lead the way!" Han Feng raised the guard who was already limp, kicked open the gate of Hu Mansion, and rushed in.

And as the gate was kicked open, the guards of the Hu Mansion immediately noticed the intrusion and stopped them one after another.However, the blocking of these people, to the current Han Feng, is no different from mantising a car, killing them all with a wave of his hand.

Under the guidance of the guard, after a while, Han Feng arrived at the courtyard of the young master that the guard said.

"Come on, take this bitch away for me. Damn it, it would be great to serve the uncle obediently. What a f*cking disappointment it is to commit suicide."

As soon as Han Feng arrived at the gate of the small courtyard, he heard voices coming from inside.Immediately, I felt my head buzzing, and it became blank, and I didn't even notice that the guard in my hand had run away.

"No, no, it must not be Xiaoling, definitely not." Roaring in his heart, Han Feng rushed into the small courtyard with messy steps.

But the scene in front of him made his eyes tear open, like five thunderbolts, his heart was broken, and a mouthful of blood spewed out immediately.

Two servants dressed as servants were carrying a dead body and slowly came out of the room.

The familiar clothes and the faded red rope at the end of the braid cruelly shattered the last hope in Han Feng's heart. These scenes all told Han Feng that this corpse was his sister Han Ling.

With a bang, my mind swelled, and all the memories about my sister in the previous life and the present life flooded into my brain.

Han Feng once again experienced the trembling that originated from the soul, as if the soul was about to leave the body, and the severe pain caused by the sense of loss was like ten thousand ants eroding the heart, like ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, making Han Feng pale, If it weren't for the sliver of obsession in his heart, he might just pass out like this.

"what!"

Han Feng roared, his body rushed out instantly, and his fists blasted out, knocking out the two servants who were carrying his sister's body.

Of the two servants, one's head burst on the spot, and the other flew a few meters and was mounted on the courtyard wall. After a sound of bones breaking, the blood volume was emptied.

He hugged his younger sister's body in his arms, the pale face and faded red string formed a stark contrast with the glaring bright red on his chest.

"puff!"

Heartbroken, Han Feng spat out another mouthful of blood, and scenes from the past emerged in his mind...

"Brother, what is dependence on each other!" The voice of the little girl's grandmother.

"Depending on each other, that is, Xiao Ling is the most important person for my brother."

"Brother is also Xiaoling's most important person!" The little girl's voice came from afar.

……

"Xiao Ke, run slowly, and be careful not to fall." A little boy chased after the girl, his immature hands protecting his sister's sides.

"Brother, hurry up, or I won't be able to catch that butterfly." The little girl pouted slightly, as if she felt that her brother was holding her back.

"Okay, can my brother help you catch it?" The little boy shook his head helplessly.

"Hee hee, brother is the best." With a sound of bar, the girl smiled and kissed her brother on the face.

……

"Xiao Ling, the red string that tied your head has faded, I'll buy you another one another day!" the boy muttered while eating.

"I don't, this is the first time my brother bought it for me, and I will never change it in my life." The girl tightly held the red string at the end of her hair in her hand, as if holding a rare treasure.

……

"Haha, it smells so good, thank you Xiaoling." The boy picked up the rice in front of him and ate it.

"Watching my brother eat Xiaoling's cooking is the happiest thing for Xiaoling!" The girl held her chin and looked at the boy with a smile.

……

Scene after scene, past life and present life, the memories of the two lives interspersed and alternated, the sense of loss twice, overlapped and turbulent, constantly attacked Han Feng's heart that was almost broken, and the pain that originated from the soul made him almost suffocate.

"Who are you, dare to trespass into the Hu Mansion, aren't you afraid of death?" Listening to the movement outside the house, a young man in his twenties walked out of the house. Hearing the voice, it was the Eldest Young Master that the guard was talking about.

Waking up from his grief by this voice, Han Feng carefully put down his sister's body, and neatly placed two long whips on his chest.

"Xiao Ling, my brother will avenge you right now, and when you have your revenge, my brother will come to accompany you." Han Feng's tone was extremely gentle, as if his sister was still alive.

"Come here, there are assassins." The young master of the Hu Mansion finally saw the corpses of the two servants and roared.However, as a cultivator of the third level of the day after tomorrow, he didn't think Han Feng could do anything to him.

"I want you to be buried with my sister." The cold words burst out from between the lips and teeth.

Han Feng stood up slowly, one step at a time, and walked towards the young master of the Hu family. The cold killing intent in his eyes made people tremble.

"Joke, I am a dignified cultivator of the third level of Houtian, who do you think you are." Han Feng's killing intent made Hu Ming startled, but after thinking about his own strength, he seemed to have found some confidence again.

"Third level the day after tomorrow?" Han Feng said with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, and when he made a wrong step, his palm instantly turned into a claw, and he grabbed it out.

"Looking for death." Hu Ming snorted coldly, clenched his hands into fists, and wanted to strike out.

But it wasn't until then that he realized that he couldn't move since he didn't know when.There seemed to be a set of invisible shackles around the body to imprison him firmly, and he couldn't even move his fingers.

"The sixth level of the day after tomorrow." In an instant, Hu Ming's cold sweat flowed down, and his true energy was released. At least a practitioner of level six after tomorrow can do it. After realizing the gap between the two sides, Hu Ming finally understood the corners of the other side's mouth. Where did the trace of sarcasm come from?

Holding Hu Ming in front of him, Han Feng sneered and said, "Don't worry, I won't let you die too easily."

Taking out the miniature dagger issued by the Colosseum from his bosom, Han Feng began to cut Hu Ming's body piece by piece.

"Please, let me go!" Hu Ming cried loudly. The miniature dagger in Han Feng's hand was not sharpened, and he had to use a saw to cut the meat. Han Feng only cut twice, and he The pain is unbearable.

"Do you know?" Han Feng seemed to have fallen into a state of madness, and he said while cutting, "There is a punishment called Ling Chi, just like me, one knife, one knife, one knife to cut off the sinner's flesh, it takes a full Cut nine hundred and ninety-nine knives, no more, no less."

"Dengdengdeng..."

A series of hurried footsteps sounded, and amidst Hu Ming's screams, a large group of people rushed into the small courtyard.

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