Beauty's personal servant

"If you really want to do this, I'd rather fight with you!" Chen Feng's face was solemn and said with determination.

The king of Tibet was a little surprised, but more strange.

"Boy, you really don't seize this opportunity?" The Tibetan king said faintly, "you know, I have a reputation in the underworld, but no one can match. How many people want to worship me as a teacher, and I haven't looked at them."

Listening to the Tibetan king shouting one by one, Chen Feng couldn't help feeling depressed.

He can see that the king of Tibetans is definitely a man of true temperament. If such a person can worship as a teacher, he will definitely teach you seriously and will never hide a hand from you.

Without Guo Chang, Chen Feng would have agreed without hesitation. However, Chen Feng is definitely a principled person. Since he has already worshipped Guo Chang as a teacher, he will never worship others as a teacher again. This is Chen Feng's bottom line and his persistence.

"Senior Tibetan king, don't embarrass me, a little man. You will blink, indicating that your realm has long been beyond the nine robbery ghost king. I'm a little man. I must be dispensable to you. " Chen Feng said here with an extremely sincere attitude.

Hearing Chen Feng's words, Guo Chen was slightly stunned: "do you know the blink?"

After saying that, the king of Tibet suddenly laughed: "Miao, Miao, it seems that I'm out of sight. I'm afraid there are experts behind you! Boy, just think I didn't say what happened. "

With that, the king turned his head and looked at the king of hell and the king of Mount Tai who had just flown back. All the smiles on his face were covered.

"You two, take your people back to the main hall of reincarnation hall for me. In addition, send some people to call the other eight sub hall boys for me. I have something to announce!" The king of Tibet forked his waist and scolded his mother.

"Yes, my subordinates, let's do it!" The king of Mount Tai nodded his head in a cold sweat. The Tibetan king is too overbearing and unreasonable. He doesn't want to be taught a lesson again.

The king of hell also nodded skillfully, as if he were a student taught by a teacher.

"I'm waiting for you in the reincarnation hall. If I don't arrive after an hour, I'll tear down your bones!" The Tibetan king scolded. Then he saw his body suddenly blurred, and the next moment he lost his trace.

Looking at the place where the Tibetan king disappeared, Chen Feng felt a surge in his heart.

Blinking ah, if he can learn, it will certainly improve his combat effectiveness to a higher level again.

"Chen Feng, we didn't play!" After the breath of the Tibetan king completely disappeared, the king of Mount Tai looked at Chen Feng fiercely, and his eyes were full of threats.

"OK, I'll be with Chen Feng at any time!" Chen Feng pushed back without showing weakness, but he made the king of Mount Tai's face black again. When was he so stung? Today, Chen Feng has repeatedly challenged his bottom line.

"I hope you can live longer!" When the king of Mount Tai said this, he moved and sped away in the direction of the seventh hall.

"Chen Feng, I can't believe I'm still out of sight. The ghost king of eight robbers, I can't hold up a few rounds in your hand! " The king of hell flew to Chen Feng and patted him on the shoulder. His face was full of joy.

Chen Feng can see that the joy shown by the king of Tibet comes from his heart.

With a sincere smile at the Tibetan king, Chen Feng said, "lucky, lucky!"

"Too modest, that's the performance of the weak." The king of hell suddenly said a deep sentence. Then he grabbed Cui Jue who had just flown to Chen Feng and rose to the sky, leaving only one sentence: "Chen Feng, come to my fifth hall more in the future."

"Sure!" Chen Feng nodded and said to himself. Cui Jue is in the fifth hall, which Chen Feng naturally pays attention to.

In the twinkling of an eye, all parties in conflict with Chen Feng died and walked. On the sky, only Chen Fenggu stood there alone.

At this moment, Chen Feng felt an extremely hot look. It was from the ghost practitioners around. There was worship and respect in their eyes, but there was no jealousy.

Chen Feng has proved himself with his strength. From now on, there will not be many friars in Fengdu who dare to provoke Chen Feng.

"Congratulations, Mr. Chen Feng!" I don't know who opened the mouth first. Suddenly, there was a sound of greetings around me. Those ghost practitioners who were just not optimistic began to flatter one by one, even a few eight robbery ghost kings were no exception.

This world is so realistic!

"Hehe, if you have nothing to do, you can leave by yourself." Chen Feng hugged the people around him and said coldly.

"In that case, I'll leave later!" Under the leadership of several high-level ghost kings, a large number of ghost practitioners consciously dispersed, leaving only a few ghost practitioners who still stood in the distance looking at Chen Feng and refused to leave.

Chen Feng also ignored these people. He looked at Jin Dun, the deputy head of the medicine King ghost house, who also looked at him with a smile.

Taking the initiative to step forward, Chen Feng hugged Jin Dun and said, "elder Jin has been waiting for a long time."

"Chen Feng, you shouldn't be polite. You and I should match each other as friends." Jin Dun has no airs of the vice governor. Chen Feng's strength just now is not as good as him, but he also has the qualification to talk with his peers.

"In that case, I'm not polite." Chen Feng smiled and said, "brother Jin, you have something to say."

Hearing Chen Feng's words, the smile on Jin Dun's face was stiff. Chen Feng could even see that there was a lingering sadness between Jin Dun's eyebrows.

"Brother Chen Feng, I have a question for you!" Jin Dun hesitated for a moment and said.

"Brother Jin, just ask, I must know everything!" Chen Feng did not hesitate.

"You are an alchemist!" Jin Dun said with certainty. As early as Chen Feng said the recipes of ghost King Dan, Jin Dun had guessed that Chen Feng was an alchemist. Now he asked again, but he wanted to confirm it.

Chen Feng nodded and said, "I'm slightly involved in the field of alchemy."

Indeed, in Chen Feng's consciousness, he is just a rookie who has just learned to refine pills. Whether it is the records of alchemy or the alchemy experience of the moral emperor of the Taiqing Dynasty (Taishang Laojun), Chen Feng has only mastered a little.

However, this sentence is understood by Jin Dun's ears for Chen Feng's modesty. After all, the person who can guess the material of the ghost King's pill just by the fragrance of medicine is no less than him.

Looking at Chen Feng solemnly, Jin Dun suddenly said in a deep voice, "brother Chen Feng, I have a request. I hope you can promise!"