The Peerless Master

At this moment, there were a few more people outside the emergency room.

One of them was the hairy older brother, the fat boss of the breakfast shop not far away from the hospital, Big Han. At this time, the fat boss had lost a lot of weight.

Recently, the people were quite rampant, especially those hoodlums who were collecting protection fees. After suffering under Chen Feng in their own shops, they would frequently come to their own shop to pick a fight.

With no better option, Big Han shut the door and rested at home. If not for Chen Feng's promise to him that he would not be able to survive for long, he would have probably thought of another way out. But even so, Big Han was still unable to eat well, unable to sleep well. After all, that breakfast shop was his lifeblood.

He Shan had also come. As youngsters of similar age, He Shan and Long-hair had long since become good friends. Seeing that Long-hair had been stabbed, He Shan and He Xiuran came out of bed with a grunt, feeling anxious and anxious about the hospital.

"Ding ~"

With a crisp sound, the 'rescue in progress' light above the operating room was extinguished. After a moment, a white-coat scientist walked out.

"Doctor, how is it? Is my brother alright?" Big Han pulled at the sleeve of his white coat and asked hastily.

"I'm sorry, but the patient's heart was directly pierced by a knife, causing massive bleeding in the chest cavity. We've done our best. " The white-coat scientist's voice was somewhat gloomy.

Big Han seemed to have expended all his energy after hearing this sentence. He fell to the ground and stared blankly at the floor.

At this moment, the fat boss who was smiling at everyone seemed to have lost all hope, looking lifeless.

"Woo — —" The moment the doctor finished speaking, Little Wu covered her mouth and began to cry. Her tears were like a string of broken pearls as they rolled down her face. Soon, her clothes were soaked through.

He Xiulan hugged Little Wu and comforted her gently.

After a minute or two, the body of the long-haired man covered in white cloth was pushed out.

Everyone swarmed over and started crying as they lay on the edge of the bed.

Long-hair's face was deathly pale, without a single trace of blood. His entire body had already gradually stiffened. The white cloth in front of her chest had been dyed red with blood, looking like a blooming rose.

Only Chen Feng silently looked at Long-hair. He did not say a word.

Unlike what others had seen, the long-haired man in Chen Feng's eyes was floating above the corpses, looking at the people around him with a sorrowful expression. Especially when he saw his big brother's sorrowful look, and Little Wu's crying face, swollen and red eyes, and her split lips, he felt an indescribable sadness and nostalgia.

Beneath his feet was his corpse that was gradually turning cold.

"Boss, can you see me?" Long-hair suddenly saw Chen Feng quietly staring at him and cried out in alarm.

The moment he left his body, he knew that he was already dead. Right now, he was just a ghost. Normal people wouldn't be able to see him.

Chen Feng nodded his head and did not say anything. He simply gestured to Long-hair and walked into an empty room. Long-hair had an inquiring look in his eyes as he floated under the ceiling and followed Chen Feng inside.

This room was a medical equipment recovery room. It was specifically used to retrieve the medical wastes from the operation room, such as needles, bandages, and so on. Other than the cleaners, no one else usually came. However, since it was already 3 in the morning, the cleaners naturally wouldn't come to work so early.

Chen Feng looked at him silently. However, he did not say anything, as if he was waiting for something.

After a few minutes, Chen Feng's heart skipped a beat and he lowered his head towards the floor. At the same time, a surge of Miasma gushed out from the floor and filled the entire room.

"It's time. Han San, quickly report to the Underworld with me!" A sinister voice was heard, and two white figures slowly rose from the floor.

The servants of the underworld specially lured the souls of the dead from the mortal world into the underworld to prevent evil spirits from rampaging in the mortal world.

When these two Messengers appeared, they did not even bother to look at Chen Feng who was standing at the side. They only stared coldly at Long-hair.

"Han San, come over here!" A Messenger shook the chain in his hand at Long-hair. The metal chains clanked loudly, emitting an aura that Long Hair was afraid of.

A hint of panic flashed across Long-hair's face, but more importantly, it was a look of deep reluctance and reluctance.

With a "ding dang dang dang", the iron chain wrapped around the long-haired man's neck. After doing all this, the two Messengers did not even glance at Chen Feng as they prepared to drill into the ground.

"Wait!" The silent Chen Feng suddenly spoke.

"Hmm?" The brows of the two Messengers twitched as they turned around and shouted coldly at Chen Feng, "I didn't expect that you, a mere mortal, would be able to see us." However, since you are able to see us, I'm sure that you are a person with a certain amount of cultivation. Don't you know the sin of stopping the Messenger? "

Chen Feng did not pay attention to the Messenger's angry shout. Instead, he quietly looked at the long-haired, ashen-faced Long-hair and said, "Long-hair, now do you understand the true face of this world?"

The long-haired man raised his pale face. "I understand. I never would have thought that ghosts and gods really exist in this world. However, it's too late to understand now."

Chen Feng shook his head and smiled confidently. "Not too late, not too late. As long as you understand." Pausing, Chen Feng's eyes were filled with light. "If you were to spend your entire life serving me in exchange for the chance for your revival, would you be willing?"

Chen Feng had his own plans. Originally, when he had just discovered that the long-haired Yin Spirit had left his body, he could have saved it and allowed it to return to life. However, Chen Feng wanted to let him see the supernatural in this world, so there were all these things that happened next.

Upon hearing Chen Feng's words, Long-hair nodded his head repeatedly, indicating that he was willing. A wave of intense anticipation even appeared on his face.

This boss of his was not simple at all.

"How arrogant!" How can you mortals interfere in the matters of our Underworld? Get out of here, or else I'll report you to the judge, which will hinder the enforcement of the law and reduce your lifespan by ten years! " The two Messengers felt their dignity being challenged and were instantly enraged.

"Shut up!" Chen Feng's eyes widened as his powerful aura abruptly pressed down on the two Messengers, causing them to be unable to breathe.

With the help of the sariras' help, Chen Feng's strength had already broken through the Essence Condensation period and reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

Pity these two ghosts were the lowest level of ghost servants. According to the cultivation realm, they were only at the Qi Cultivating Stage. How could they withstand the powerful aura of Chen Feng's Foundation Establishment Stage? After being hit by Chen Feng's momentum, it instantly softened.

Chen Feng crooked his finger at Long-hair. The long-haired man's body automatically left the Spirit Channeling Chain and quietly came to Chen Feng's side.

"How dare you!" How dare you snatch the Yin Spirit! This is a great sin, we will definitely investigate until the end! " Even though the Messenger was being forced to the point that his legs went limp by Chen Feng's aura, he still threatened Chen Feng with a stern expression.

"Hur hur." Chen Feng raised his hand and beckoned. A dark green flying sword floated in front of the two Messengers and emitted a ghastly cold aura.

"There is actually Lord Cui Zhuo's aura on this sword …" The two Messengers looked at each other in shock. Then, they ignored Chen Feng and jumped into the ground.