After the severance: All my beasts are mythical

Hearing this, Lu Feiyu's eyes flashed, and he said, "Everyone go back to your original position, don't let others find anything unusual." Then his figure and face disappeared in the shocked eyes of Song Lin and the others.

Seeing this scene, Song Lin stood up in disbelief and reached out to touch the place where Lu Feiyu had stood before.

Touched, touched nothing!

There was no trace of Lu Feiyu at all!

Such means are really divine.

Song Lin turned his eyes and looked at Song Qiushan who was kneeling on the ground. They both saw some excitement in each other's eyes.

If they could climb up Lu Feiyu's big leg.

Then the world is so big, where can't they go?

What is the small Song family?

Even the huge Yan Dynasty, what is it?

Didn't they see that they couldn't do anything to Lu Feiyu even if they used all the power of the dynasty?

Once they can seize the opportunity, Song Lin and the others will be the successors of the dragon, and they will surely soar to the sky and hold high positions in the future!

Thinking of this, Song Lin's eyes were filled with hatred.

She hated not Lu Feiyu, but her own family.

Her father had married her to the sick man of the Zhang family before.

Later, when the court sent people, she not only did not resist at all, but sold herself out with a bow.

You know, the court at that time only named Song Qiushan, the head of the caravan, but did not say that she, Song Lin, would be tried!

It was her father who pushed her out personally.

The purpose was just to monopolize the rare resources she brought back from Linyuan City!

"Haha."

Thinking of this, Song Lin sneered, obediently returned to her original position, and draped the blanket over herself again to cover up the disappeared iron chain.

Song Qiushan also crawled back to the pile of debris, trying his best to shrink his hands and feet, and covered his body with a lot of debris.

As for Lu Feiyu, he just stood in the corner of the attic, quietly waiting for the arrival of the examiner.

While waiting, Lu Feiyu recalled Lu Xue's thin and pale face again.

He felt sad when he thought of this girl who volunteered to be a concubine of the evil man for her useless brother.

Then when he thought that this little girl might lose her hands and feet under the interrogation of the royal family of the Great Yan Dynasty, or even encounter an accident, he felt a surge of anger in his heart.

Now he really wants to kill people!

The blood sling on Lu Feiyu's waist made a slight sound, as if he couldn't wait to drink the blood of the enemy.

......

Lu Feiyu didn't wait for long, and his spiritual sense sensed that a middle-aged man in a python robe with extraordinary demeanor approached the attic.

Behind him, there were two martial arts masters.

One of them had two short knives inserted diagonally on his waist, and two long knives on his back.

The black spear behind one of them was like a dragon, and he walked like a dragon and a tiger.

The strength of both of them actually reached the level of soul-refining.

In this small Qingshan Town, soul-refining warriors are as vast as the sky and out of reach.

However, Lu Feiyu only sneered.

A mere soul-refining warrior is like an ant in front of him!

The Great Yan Dynasty actually wanted to capture him with these ant-like characters. Is this funny? !

Thinking of this, Lu Feiyu pressed the long sword on his waist with his right hand, bent his body slightly, and the whole person was as murderous as a cheetah ready to go.

"Crack~"

The rotten wooden door made a sound.

At the moment when the first ray of light shone into the attic, the blood-colored knife light appeared at the door like a silk thread.

Only two "chi chi" sounds were heard.

Two blood fountains lifted their heads and rushed into the sky.

The faces of the two heads even maintained a relaxed posture of pushing the door in.

They never reacted to Lu Feiyu's long sword until they died.

With two "bangs", the head fell to the ground, followed by two more muffled sounds, and two headless heads hit the floor.

Lu Feiyu hooked his right leg and kicked the wooden door.

Then he swung his long knife across the throat of the middle-aged man in python robe and said grimly:

"I say, you answer."

Faced with such a tragic situation, the face of the middle-aged man in python robe changed. He had no idea of ​​resistance and just nodded silently.

"Where are Lu Xue and the others?"

The middle-aged man in python robe spoke, his voice trembling slightly:

"Town Lord's Mansion, don't worry, they are safe and no one will hurt them."

Hearing this, Lu Feiyu felt a little relieved.

But he was also very curious.

Why would these people be so cruel to Song Qiushan and Song Lin.

But they never did anything to Lu Xue and the other person who was closer to him.

Could it be that they were deceiving him, Lu Feiyu?

Thinking of this, Lu Feiyu exerted a little force on his hand, and the sharp blade of Kuangxue immediately bullied into the other's throat.

At the same time, the characteristics of the bloody mad blade were revealed, and a large amount of blood flowed from the throat into the bloody blade of the mad blood.

Instantly, the middle-aged man in the python robe felt his whole body cold, and he was so weak that he couldn't even stand steadily.

At this time, Lu Feiyu said coldly again:

"You lied to me! How dare you lie to me?!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man in the python robe forced himself to stabilize his body, looked at Lu Feiyu with a pair of eyes, and said weakly:

"Just follow me and see."

"Whether I lied to you or not, you will know it at a glance!"

"Lu Feiyu, if someone wants to kill you, someone wants to protect you! And we are the ones who want to protect you."

"The current emperor only asks for the truth, and forcibly recruits soldiers and taxes to obtain resources."

"The current prince is even more harsh on the people of the world in order to gain the emperor's favor."

"The people are suffering, and the people are living in misery. If this goes on for a long time, Dayan will be in danger!"

Hearing this, Lu Feiyu sneered.

What does this kid mean?

Does he want me to help them rebel against the Dayan Dynasty?

Does he want me to be the sharpest knife in their hands?

Do these people have the qualifications to drive him, Lu Feiyu?

As the blood of the crazy blood was absorbed more and more, the middle-aged man in the python robe could no longer keep his body steady.

He fell to the ground, his voice trembling:

"I am the prince, there is a soul lamp in the court, and the lamp goes out when I die."

"By then, everyone in Dayan will know that you, Lu Feiyu, have appeared again."

"I am afraid that your sister will not end well!"

"Lu Feiyu, it is undeniable that you are strong, but can you be stronger than a dynasty alone?"

"With tens of millions of years of foundation, how can you contend with it alone?"

"Do you think you are the ancestor of Taoism?"

Here, he softened and said:

"As long as you work for us, the past will be forgiven!"

"Officials and titles are not a problem!"

Hearing this, Lu Feiyu's eyes flashed.

Of course, he was not afraid of the threat.

But he felt that if he could get into the enemy through these anti-royal factions, he would definitely be able to get in touch with more immortals and more resources.

It is beneficial to his development.

As for the high-sounding "thinking for the people of the world" in this person's mouth, it's all bullshit!

Who can't shout a few slogans under the banner of justice?

As long as he succeeds in getting to the top, he will still oppress the people for his own profit.

Without fundamental changes in the guiding ideology, no matter how many times the uprising is useless.

These people are no different from the so-called holy prince.

It's just that these people currently have common interests with him, driving each other and using each other.

With this thought, Lu Feiyu clenched the handle of the Crazy Blood Knife with his right hand, and the blood-sucking ability was instantly reduced.