The Dragon from Hell

"Who are you talking about!"

As soon as Gongsun Si finished speaking, Sang Cancan glared at him.

Gongsun Si spread his hands and said indifferently: "Whoever is in the right position will be the one to be called."

"You——"

Sang Cancan stood up, looking like she was going to fight again.

Gongsun Si was also eager to try, and did not regard Sang Cancan as a woman at all.

Qin Feng could tell at a glance that the two of them had been holding grudges for a long time.

"Okay, okay, what are you arguing about?" Donggong Ya was a little dissatisfied. She didn't care whether Gongsun Si and Sang Cancan would fight, but she had a lot of questions waiting to ask Qin Feng. Why were these two people so tactless?

After being glared at by Donggong Ya, Gongsun Si finally behaved himself. He curled his lips and sat down: "Wait until we get out, I'll make her suffer!"

Then his attention fell on Qin Feng again: "Brother, weren't you being unkind just now? I haven't settled accounts with you about the black sword yet."

Without waiting for Qin Feng's response, he continued to talk to himself: "But since you helped me scare Bilin away before, I'll help you get rid of that woman now, so we're even."

If Qin Feng didn't scare Bilin away, Gongsun Si might have died now.

But even if Gongsun Si didn't show up, Qin Feng himself didn't care whether Sang Cancan would take action.

It was originally an unfair exchange, but Qin Feng didn't bother to say a word, so he let him talk to himself.

Donggong Ya pushed Gongsun Si and said, "Go away, stay aside. People can scare Bilin away, do you think Sang Cancan is more powerful than Bilin?"

Gongsun Si also knew that what he said just now was a bit shameless, and he stuck out his tongue and scratched his head.

Donggong Ya was very interested in Qin Feng now. After pushing Gongsun Si aside, she approached him again: "Can you tell me where you learned all these skills? Or are you really gifted and can teach yourself without spiritual bones?"

Qin Feng has almost rested now. Although Donggong Ya is a bit talkative, her attitude towards Qin Feng is indeed different from that of others.

The girl has a face of seventeen or eighteen years old, full of sincere doubts, without any impurities.

Don't hit a smiling person, so Qin Feng will naturally not speak ill of her.

"I learned all these skills from my master." Qin Feng told the truth.

When he was desperate, it was Long Daoling who pulled him out of the abyss and taught him this skill.

Although his own power changed with the awakening of the seed, everything he has now was based on the foundation laid in the Nether Prison.

After coming here, he first met the little goddess, and later met Bai Huaqing.

Although these two people were not his masters, they did teach him a lot.

They were both half teachers.

When Donggong Ya heard that Qin Feng really had a master, she immediately became excited: "You really have a master? You are so powerful, your master must be a master! Can you tell me his name, I really want to see it!"

Qin Feng smiled and shook his head: "My master is just an ordinary person, that is, the mortal bone in your mouth, maybe even if I tell you his name, you will not be interested. What's more, my master is no longer in this world."

Long Daoling is indeed not in this world, but this sentence has a different meaning when heard by Donggong Ya and others.

Dong Gongya felt a little regretful, but she immediately expressed her comfort: "I'm sorry, I don't know..."

"It doesn't matter." Anyway, Long Daoling is not in this world, he is just a person living in another world.

While they were chatting, the people on the other sides also listened with their ears erect.

Although they were unwilling to admit it, they all knew that Qin Feng's strength was extraordinary, and they were more curious about his origins.

Perhaps because they had a good rest, some disciples had already stood up and gathered in twos and threes to discuss the things in the Little Demon Realm.

"What do you think happened to the Little Demon Realm this time? Why did so many high-level monsters run out?"

"Yes, even the water source was beaten into this state, and the barrier given by the sect was broken."

"Do you think it has something to do with... him?"

Several people looked at Qin Feng, and they understood each other tacitly.

Yes, after all, there had never been such a thing in the Little Demon Realm before, but this time Qin Feng came.

He entered the realm of death as a mortal, and finally came out alive, and he was able to easily repel high-level monsters, which made people think of him.

Could it be another coincidence?

Qin Feng could not hear the discussion of the crowd, and no one wanted to think about this topic any further., otherwise the more you think about it, the more you will be hit, so you simply shift the topic to the monsters on the scene.

Because of the riot in the Little Demon Realm, most of the people present did not complete their tasks, including Zhan Yuan and Feng Xing.

In other words, the candidate who can enter Wangjing Mountain this time is probably hanging, and no one can say who it will be.

Most people don’t have this opportunity anyway, so they simply set their sights on the remains of the monsters on the scene.

You must know that anything obtained in the Little Demon Realm can be completely yours as long as you can take it out.

There are quite a few monsters that died on the scene, and many of them are of high grade. These are all cultivation resources!

Because they didn’t kill them themselves, many disciples were embarrassed to be the first to collect monster crystals, but there will always be people who can’t help it.

For example, now, a disciple from Xia Sanshan has an idea, quietly touches the side of a dead monster, and takes out a knife.

"What are you doing?"

His actions were seen by a companion, who immediately stopped him.

Many people looked over at this time, and saw that he was secretly digging monster crystals, and they all showed contempt.

As a person from the immortal sect, no one wants to eat food that is given out of pity.

But the disciple saw that he had been discovered, and simply showed an expression of breaking the jar, and directly dug out a monster crystal.

The monster under his feet was a monster in the foundation-building period. Many disciples at the scene had not yet reached the foundation-building period. If they encountered such a monster on weekdays, they would have no choice but to run away.

The monster crystal was still stained with blood that had not yet coagulated, but the monster had been dead for a long time, and the blood had turned into a thick black.

But the disciple didn't care at all, wiped it on his clothes casually, and then stuffed it into his Thousand Machine Bag.

"I can't care so much. Each of these monsters is of high grade, and it would never be my turn on weekdays. If I go to buy one, I will have to spend all the spirit crystals I have saved for several months."

"You don't want it, I want it!"