The Domain of God

"Master, what should we do?"

Qin Huai was itching to give it a try, since when did it feel so good?

Wu Feng reached out to pull the chair, only then did he remember that the chair was smashed apart by Qin Huai just now. He could not help but be angered and went up to grab Qin Huai's ears, "I say, Eldest Disciple, can you have any snacks at all? If you break the chair, are we going to pay for it? "

Qin Huai let out a few cries, and got rid of Wu Feng's hand, as he said unhappily: "I say, Master, didn't you tear apart my blanket yourself?"

Wu Feng rolled his eyes, "Forget it, I won't bother with such a small matter. Go and move a chair over."

Qin Huai replied, then quickly ran out. With one hand on his cheeks, Wu Feng was still considering the value of using this man.

"Master, you're here."

Qin Huai brought over a long stool and placed it on the ground. Wu Feng stretched out his leg and hooked it over, then sat in front of the black-robed assassin. Eldest Disciple, do you think we should kill him? "

Qin Huai frowned, "That is hard to say, let's just not kill him. This time he failed, when he returns, he will definitely not find trouble with you, but there will be other assassins who will come to kill you."

"Wu Feng nodded, he naturally understood this logic. You wake him up. "

"Hey, wake up."

Qin Huai staggered a few steps forward, but to no avail.

Wu Feng waited for a while, and could not help but scold: "Forget it, you idiot. Slap him."

Qin Huai spat on his hands, after rubbing them together, he immediately swung his arms, and slapped them. After three consecutive slaps, the black killer let out a cry of pain and woke up. Just as he opened his eyes, Qin Huai coincidentally slapped him again.

Qin Huai laughed dryly, "A mistake, a mistake, give me one more chance."

"Wake up!"

"Pah!"

"Wake up!"

"Pah!"

"Wake up, Master. Wake up."

Qin Huai was overjoyed, he immediately ran over to Wu Feng's side, "Do you think that disciple's work is reliable?"

Wu Feng immediately nodded, "Yes, yes." As he spoke, he crossed his legs and looked towards the black-clothed killer, "Brat, do you want to die, or do you want to live, or do you want to live a life worse than death?"

The black-clothed killer could not even speak clearly, "Bro, we are all men, it's so satisfying."

"Let me ask you, do you want to die, or do you want to live, or do you want to live a life worse than death!"

Wu Feng reprimanded, "Do you not understand?"

"You will let me live?"

The black-clothed assassin looked at Wu Feng coldly, "If a clear-eyed person does not lie, then who is he fooling?"

"Yo, kid, you're great. You still dare to be so impudent in front of my master!"

Qin Huai was addicted to fighting, he raised his hand wanting to slap him.

The black-clothed assassin subconsciously raised his head. He was truly afraid of being beaten.

I've only heard of people being killed, but I've never heard of anyone being so cruel.

Wu Feng waved his hand, "Eldest Disciple, wait a moment."

Only then did Qin Huai stop and stand to the side. Wu Feng walked in front of the black-robed assassin with his nose in his hands and a kitchen knife in his hand. Since you said they were both men, then this matter is simple. "How about this, I am a very easy person to talk to, and I am just a simple country bumpkin. I don't have any evil intentions, and I can't do anything wicked."

"As for others, there are usually only two paths. I'll give you three paths. Did you see the kitchen knife in my hand? Don't underestimate the kitchen knife. Let me tell you, as long as you are caught like this, no matter how strong your martial arts are, you will still be afraid of the kitchen knife. "Now, the choice I give you is: one, I will happily stab you in the neck, two, I will stab you in the lower part, and then you can choose whether you want me to sprinkle salt or sugar. Three, I will let you go, what do you think?"

The black-robed assassin stared straight at Wu Feng, "I choose one."

He definitely did not believe that Wu Feng would let him go.

"Oh, okay."

Wu Feng nodded, "Disciple, go ahead. First slash his lower body, then sprinkle the sugar, and bask in the sun for ten days, then chop his neck off."

"No, no, no, no, no!"

The black-clothed assassin exclaimed, "I choose option three."

The black-clothed assassin cursed in his heart. What's the difference between this and the second?

Bastard, bastard!

"Mm, pretty obedient."

Wu Feng chuckled, "Disciple, stab his lower body, sprinkle sugar on it, bask in the sun for two days, and then release him."

The black-clothed assassin's face was as pale as paper, tears flowed unceasingly, "Grandfather, great-grandfather, what do you want me to do? Can you give me a quick talk? Grandfather, dear grandfather, please spare me. I was wrong, I was really wrong. You put me down and I'll kneel to you, okay? "

Wu Feng took a few steps back and sat on the chair again, "As a person, I am actually quite kind. "After all, I'm just a country bumpkin. I've been told that I'm a country bumpkin, right?"

"Grandfather, dear grandfather, I didn't say that about you."

The black-clothed assassin cried, "I swear, I really didn't say that you are a bumpkin."

Wu Feng crossed his legs, laughed: "Don't be nervous, actually I'm a very good person. I'm very kind."

The man in black was crying.

Wu Feng laughed: "Your name."

"Lv Song!" The assassin didn't dare to hesitate at all.

"Which hall does it belong to, Shadowfiend?"

"Dark Shadow Hall!" Lv Song quickly replied.

"Pretty good, the answer is pretty fast."

Wu Feng smiled, "How many people are there in the Dark Hall?"

"Nine hundred and seventy-three people!" Lv Song did not dare to be careless, and immediately replied.

"How many are there that I can't beat?"

"There are two hundred people in the Soaring Dragon Realm realm, a hundred people in the Flying Feather Realm realm, and fifteen people in the unfolding boundary realm.

"Well, the truth."

Wu Feng nodded, "Then do you know who gave the mission?"

"I don't know the specific name of a woman, but her mission is to find out where the manager is. That's all I know. I don't know anything else. "

Lv Song replied quickly.

Wu Feng laughed again: "Then do you have a way to know?"

Lv Song slightly hesitated, but quickly replied back, "Yes!"

Wu Feng nodded, "You can give me information in a few days?"

"Five days at most!"

"Then, if I let you go back, will you come back to take revenge on me?"

"No way!"

"Is there any way to delay my mission?"

"Yes!"

"Do you have the ability to kill the person who gave the mission?"

"No!"

"Can you get me a portrait of him?"

"Yes!"

Wu Feng muttered to himself, feeling that he had nothing else to ask. So he said, "Do you mean I should trust you?"

"Worth it!"

Wu Feng nodded, and said at the same time: "Swear it."

"If I, Lv Song, dare to go against today's rules, then I will be struck by lightning and will die a horrible death."

Wu Feng threw the kitchen knife out and immediately cut the rope. If I put you down now, that means I trust you a lot, understand? "

Lv Song shook off the ropes, "Understood."

"Well, I'll stay here for a while. Come over as soon as you're done."

"Yes sir!"

"Don't worry about me in the future. With me here, I can protect you."

"Yes sir!"

Wu Feng was very satisfied, this Lv Song was not bad. He took out a hundred gold from his bosom, which was given to him by the pug recently. He handed it over to Lv Song, "Is Shadowfiend's life tough?"

"It's not hard to live for a living!"

Lv Song said loudly.

"It's been hard on you, brother."

Wu Feng sighed, "Seeing you being so difficult, my heart also hurts."

"Everything is for life!"

Lv Song said loudly.

"Alright, don't be so loud. You should buy some sweets for this bit of money to improve your life."

Wu Feng patted Lv Song's shoulder, "Go, I'll wait for you."

"Yes."

Lv Song nodded heavily, glanced at the golden note, and once again cried bitterly.

A hundred taels of gold! How many people would he have to kill?

"Sigh, don't take today's matter to heart. I know that everyone is here to roam the world and it's not easy. You have your difficulties, and I have mine. "

Wu Feng sighed, "Be more careful in the future, don't be unlucky again."

"Thank you for your concern, senior."

Lv Song looked at Wu Feng with incomparable gratitude.

Wu Feng nodded, "That's enough, go."

"Yes."

Lv Song bowed and saluted, then jumped down from the window, but because he was so frightened, his legs became weak. It was originally a simple task, but he ended up falling on the ground.

"Is this the end?"

Qin Huai still felt that it was not very satisfying.

Wu Feng snorted, "Killing people is easy, but killing more at the bottom level is of no use. It would be better to just use it. Oh right, disciple, my room is a mess. I'll sleep in your room today, but you can sleep in mine. What's wrong with your eyes? Why is it red? Don't be so touched. Alright, go to bed early. "