Cold Pride CEO and Her Personal Soldier

Wuma, the elder of Zixu Lingyang family, the oldest existence in Fengdu City, is now in front of Qin Feng.

He was very quiet. He didn't seem to have any racial characteristics at all. He was no different from others. He had a goatee, white eyebrows and white hair. His body was dry and wrinkled. He looked like an old man waiting to die in his twilight years.

However, he was already a dead soul, and naturally he could not die again. At the moment, he was lying on a shaking wooden chair. Under the wind, his body shook with the wooden chair, and there was a creaking sound.

At first glance, Qin Feng thought it was a bad old man who enjoyed the cool outside after dinner.

However, his breath is very unusual. There is a heavy sense of history, which makes Qin Feng sure that he is a Wuma!

"Dare you ask, is it master Wuma?" Qin Feng came forward and asked.

But the old man didn't respond to Qin Feng. He still closed his eyes and looked comfortable.

Qin Feng could only shout again, but the old man still didn't respond to Qin Feng. It's not like he didn't hear it, but he didn't bother to pay attention to Qin Feng at all.

Qin Feng had no choice but to wait and watch the witch horse quietly.

At this sight, Qin Feng really saw some clues. He found that although on the surface, the witch horse just leaned against the rocking chair to sleep, somehow, there was a very special road rhythm in it, which made Qin scenery be seen and understood.

Qin Feng could not explain the principle of this rhythm, but felt that this avenue rhythm was very special, which he had never experienced in the past.

Just for a moment, Qin Feng seemed to be trapped in it all at once.

He seems to have experienced a lot, war, vicissitudes of life, the alternation of sun and moon, and the shift of heaven and earth

Mingming just stood for a little while, but somehow, it made Qin Feng feel as if he had experienced thousands of years, experienced a lot of feelings, and had a lot of profound meanings that should not belong to him today.

He was overjoyed. This is the power of the years. It is true that he has a strong understanding. He is definitely a genius, and he is definitely not weak in terms of his current strength.

However, the power of this avenue of years should not belong to him at all. He is too young. This is the profound meaning that he could understand after more than 500 years. Now, he can feel it from him just because he stands next to the witch horse for a little while.

Wuma didn't say anything, but it seemed that he had said everything to him, which made him understand and gained a lot.

"Thank you for sharing your truth generously. I have learned a lot and gained a lot. Thank you very much!"

Qin Feng hurriedly thanked, with a respectful attitude.

Wuma's strength may not be strong, but his understanding of this avenue is far from comparable to that of Qin Feng.

"What does it have to do with me?"

Wuma finally opened his eyes, squinted at Qin Feng and looked indifferent.

Qin Feng said with a smile: "the elder let me have an epiphany and thank myself. I can see that although the elder didn't say it, it was done deliberately. The elder meant to let the younger generation have an epiphany. If I guess well, the elder should want to try my comprehension!"

"Try your savvy?" Wuma finally sat up, squinted at Qin Feng and looked contemptuous: "who are you? Do I know you? I want to try your comprehension?"

Qin Feng didn't mind either, but said with a smile: "whether the elder admits it or not, I have obtained an insight from it, which has improved me a lot. That's enough!"

"Thank you for your advice!"

"I'm too lazy to teach you. You're a ghost emissary. What do you have to say about us, the dead at the bottom?"

Wuma said coldly, directly telling the identity of Qin Feng.

Qin Feng was even more surprised. The witch horse actually knew his ghost envoy's identity. It's really not simple.

"I warn you again, go back where you come from, or you will directly use your ghost envoy's full strength to destroy me, or I will scold you away. Don't expect me to give you a face!"

Wuma continued with a calm face, looking very cold.

Qin Feng couldn't help but be stunned, because he really felt the hostility from the Wuma, and the hostility was very strong. This was not a simple test. He really wanted to let himself go!

But if so, why did the witch horse just let him understand the truth of those years and let him improve?

That doesn't make sense!

"Why do you do this, elder?" Qin Feng asked.

"I've never seen my predecessors before. Why are you so hostile to me?"

"Because... You are a ghost envoy, that's enough!"

The dark horse said in a deep voice.

"Ghost emissary, the ruler of Fengdu City, the customizer of rules, and the natural enemy of hundreds of millions of dead in the city. As one of the dead in the city, if I am not hostile to you, will I still be grateful to you?"

The dark horse said in a deep voice, with a bad tone and an ugly look.

Qin Feng became more and more puzzled.

"Don't understand?" Wuma stared at Qin Feng and asked coldly.

"Please give me your advice!"

Qin Feng replied with a respectful attitude.

"You are a ghost emissary, and I am a dead spirit. Naturally, I am in the opposite. Moreover, it is too simple for a ghost emissary to kill a dead spirit. Raising his hand can kill it, which is easier than crushing an mole ant!"

Wuma said coldly.

"In the past, you ghost envoys did this!"

"I have entered Fengdu city for more than 100000 years now. I have seen too many dead spirits destroyed by your ghost envoys. Moreover, most of the dead spirits are killed by your dead spirits not because they have violated some rules of Fengdu City, but because you simply want to destroy them!"

"There is no reason, no excuse, want to destroy, there are no rules to speak of, regard our dead as inferior than mole ants, and wantonly exercise your so-called ghost power!"

"Now, do you know why I hate you?"

Qin Feng was silent. For a moment, he was speechless and couldn't say anything.

Not to mention the witch horse's experience in the city for more than 100000 years. In the past ten years since he entered the city, he has seen too many injustices and too many oppression of the superior to the inferior, which blocked his heart and made him very uncomfortable.

He is also a subordinate. He became a ghost envoy only by chance, but this does not mean that he is on the side of the superior. He understands the feelings of the dead too much.

Although he also helped them a lot, he knew that what he met was only the tip of the iceberg. Compared with the oppression in the real city, what he did was too insignificant.

Only by truly liberating Fengdu city can we completely solve all this.

For ten years, he has seen too much, so his mood has already changed.

Today, he not only wants to leave Fengdu City, but also wants to liberate Fengdu city. In fact, the two goals are the same, that is, to overthrow the three overlords!

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