I, one soul, two bodies, the devil hero

Just when she was ready to kill, Luo Feng suddenly turned around and said to Caroline helplessly, "Okay, you win.

But I don’t think it’s wise for you to push me to this extent.”

After saying this, he sent away this guy whose name he didn't even know, and walked away on his own.

Leaving behind was Caroline with a solemn look on her face and Vitor with a confused look on his face.

While chatting with Viltor, Luo Feng began to piece together and organize these scattered lines.

The Forbidden City, the Courtesan, the Master of Chunshui Lane, and the Master of Yuyufang...

As a ninth-level melee professional, she could kill him instantly at close range, but she didn't do that.

This means that he is still valuable, and his value is to be killed by a specific person in a special way.

The owner of Yuyufang should not be motivated by revenge or the secret connection of the demon clan.

If it's a revenge killing, you just need to stab yourself thoroughly and then bring your body over. There's no need to go through so much trouble.

As for the hidden lines, except for the special case of the Elf Queen, the other hidden lines would not dare to contact Luo Feng at all.

Perhaps he is a god? Or is this abbot one of the forty-six gods?

Having discovered his identity, should we nip him in the bud?

All the clues are like a puzzle. Now only the last piece is missing, and Luo Feng can solve the puzzle.

It’s a pity that even if he solved the puzzle, Luo Feng couldn’t think of any way out of the situation now.

Except for the sixth-level fire magic, Luo Feng is still at the third level in the other seven magics, and at most has the combat power of an eighth-level professional.

He dismissed all the pursuers by himself, and even Heidi was not around, so he was isolated and helpless.

The entire city was almost entirely occupied by the opponent's forces, and there was also a ninth-level professional by his side, who suppressed him completely.

The only thing he could count on now was that the other party would not kill him immediately.

But the reason turned out to be that he still had some value, and had to be killed by the abbot himself.

Somewhat ridiculous.

It seems that I was not cautious enough and fell into this cliché trap without any preparation.

But what does that matter?

Luo Feng smiled as he walked up the stairs.

I am a hero, the most talented hero in Greenwell, and the savior in everyone's eyes.

In addition to this identity, he is also a time traveler, a magician, an adventurer, and a professional.

But among this series of identities, his favorite is the name of Demon Lord.

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Chapter 121: The Master of Yuyufang

Caroline detected something unusual.

The last words Luo Feng said were like the roar of a trapped beast before its death, full of anger.

Under the shroud of despair, one would either become silent or go crazy, and Luo Feng was obviously the latter.

Being able to say such words under such circumstances, it is obvious that the current hero has lost the most basic rationality.

He is no longer the wise man who can face life and death.

Caroline was afraid that Luo Feng would do something irrational because of his emotional breakdown, such as looking for an opportunity to end his own life.

So before he even walked out of Chunshui Lane, Luo Feng was knocked unconscious.

Caroline put him on a carriage that had been prepared long ago and took him to the abbot.

When Luo Feng opened his eyes, he was already standing in front of a building.

"We're here. This is the abbot's residence." Caroline stepped forward and said.

The pavilion is not gorgeous, it can even be described as simple.

The whole building is only three stories high. Although it has eaves, pavilions, and railings, it is still far from the grandeur of the Forbidden City.

Or it could be said that these two things should not be compared together, just like the inner courtyard of an imperial palace and a thatched cottage beside a dirt road, a peerless actor and a clown on the street.

The existence of the latter is simply an insult to the former.

But this small building is indeed the residence of the owner of Yuyufang. At least the owner of Jinyi Pavilion will definitely not deceive him about this matter.

The one-story building still has a door, which seems to be a noodle shop, but now the noodle shop is closed, and there are only a few bright candles in the empty room.

Caroline noticed Luo Feng's gaze and said, "This noodle shop is run by the owner. It only opens occasionally at night, and then closes after serving a customer.

The abbot's cooking skills are very good, and sometimes other pavilion masters like us will come here to eat a bowl of noodles."

"That's such a beautiful picture." Luo Feng said from the side, not sure whether he was being sarcastic or really sighing.

"Yes, it is indeed beautiful. After all, we were all brought up by the owner. When we were very young, she would often cook for us like this."

"So you and the owner of Chunshui Lane are sisters?"

"I guess so." Caroline said.

"Won't you be sad if I kill her?" Luo Feng asked.

"Death in your hands can only mean that she is incompetent and has betrayed the trust of the abbot. Being killed by you should be the most dignified way for her to die." A hint of fanaticism flashed in Caroline's eyes.

"You are so ruthless. I thought you would hate me, otherwise why did you hit me so hard just now?" Luo Feng rubbed his neck, which was still a little stiff.

The cut from his hand just now almost suffocated him.

"I noticed that your mental state was a little off, so I wanted you to have a good rest first. Besides, since you are no longer in the carriage, are you awake?"

"I really can't hide anything from you." Luo Feng said helplessly, "So what do you think of my current mental state?"

"Not bad, at least I don't smell any anger from you."

"Angry? What's there to be angry about?"

"Actually, you don't need to be so desperate. The owner won't really hurt you. Maybe she can save your life." Caroline comforted.

"Ms. Caroline, there is a serious grammatical error in your words. Can not harming me and wanting my life happen at the same time?"

"You don't have to beat me. You will know everything soon, and what I said is true. If I beg for mercy, maybe you can survive." Caroline looked at Luo Feng and said.

"Just to survive? That's not what I want."

"You don't have the right to choose." Caroline pushed Luo Feng from behind, urging him to enter the pavilion.

"Ms. Caroline." Luo Feng looked at Caroline seriously.

The sharp eyes like a knife made Caroline's movements slightly stiff.

"Do you know what the worst thing in this world is?"

"What?" Caroline asked subconsciously.

"It's not about killing a man, or torturing him into despair.

Instead, let him see the spark of hope when he is on the brink of despair, and then push him into a deeper level of despair!

Just like you now."

Caroline was stunned for a moment, then fell silent.

Without Caroline's urging, Luo Feng knew what he should do. He took the initiative to open the door and walked into the small building.

The building uses wooden stairs and is decorated in Japanese style.

The second floor is a place to store sundries, and the third floor is the real place for rest.

The white gauze formed ripples in the night breeze, like a pool of water wrinkled by the wind.

The veil fluttered, revealing a gap just big enough for one person to pass through.

Precious spices collected from other countries were burning in the golden incense burner in the shape of a fire house. A wisp of green smoke slowly rose from the incense burner and then melted into the air.

The whole room was filled with a rich sandalwood scent, like the place where smokers, drunkards and prostitutes from the Showa period lived.

Behind the veil is a picture of a lady. The lady in red is holding a willow branch, leaning sideways and nodding her head as she looks at a white crane, as if she wants to throw the branch away.

Next to the painting of the lady is a screen, on which is an embroidery of birds paying homage to the phoenix.

The emerald green screen was covered with all kinds of birds, except for the phoenix.

Under the screen is a woman lying on her side, wearing colorful clothes and revealing her long and slender legs.

Holding a jade pipe in his hand, he took a light puff and a dreamy light blue mist was sprayed out.

The black eyes, through the smoke and white gauze, looked at Luo Feng who was standing on the floor under the moonlight.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a smile, and he smiled like a fox in the mountains.

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ps: "Invincibility Begins When the Empress' Wife Confesses Her Identity"

Introduction: After Fu Zhaowen traveled through time, he had no golden fingers and lived an ordinary and happy life. However, before he died, his wife who had been with him all his life suddenly told him a secret that confused him.

"My dear, I am actually the Fairy Queen who rules the Ten Directions Heaven Realm. In order to fully understand the Great Dao, I transformed myself into a mortal and experienced many tribulations to be with you...

"I once wanted to lead you to the path of immortality, but you never bothered to seek immortality. I have repeatedly hinted at you, and your contempt for me is evident in your words. I don't want you to dislike me because of my identity, so I concealed a little... After you leave, I will also follow your wishes and not use immortal magic to revive you, so that you can rest in peace...

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When he regained consciousness, he was reborn on the day he married his beloved wife and had their wedding night!

Looking at his beautiful and charming wife in his arms, he swore that he would never eat lemons or poisonous chicken soup again in this life! - - He must let his empress wife take him to cultivate immortality and fly!

Chapter 122: Paradise Purgatory

The dark black hair was like water, scattered on the ground, with elbows supporting temples, and a pair of phoenix eyes, charming the world.

Luo Feng lifted the veil between the two of them, and sat cross-legged opposite the abbot. He remained silent and looked at the woman lying on her side opposite him.

Fang took the initiative and put the cigarette in his hand into his mouth. After taking a light puff, his light pink lips were sprayed with a hazy color.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit weird. It was clearly the hunter's last meeting with the prisoner before the execution, but it gave off a feeling of a battle between a king and a general.

In prison, Luo Feng, who has fallen into despair, is like a devout Catholic and firmly believes that his soul can go to heaven.

It was as if life and death were not important to him at all.

But it is true in fact that most people will choose a belief before they die, because this can relieve their fear of death to a great extent.

But Luo Feng's eyes were not only calm and composed, but also confident and mocking...

"You ask first." The abbot's voice was unexpectedly gentle, like the singing of a lark, or like the girl next door calmly telling something to her best friend, with a sense of weakness.

"I know you have a lot of doubts. You can ask me three questions."

Luo Feng smiled, he knew that all this was just an illusion.

In Chunshui Lane, that woman really wanted to kill him. At this time, the abbot's attitude was more like that of a duelist who was sure of victory. This seemingly concession behavior was more like a kind of pity.

The pity of the strong for the weak is like in a duel, where the strong person clearly has the power to kill the weak person in seconds, but will still let the weak person stay on the stage for thirty seconds before sending him off the duel arena.

Luo Feng didn't care, because he needed some time to prepare, and what he lacked most now was time.

"I want to ask about my identity." Luo Feng said.

"My identity?" The monk pointed at himself with his pipe.

"Ah."

"I thought you would first ask me why I invited you here." The abbot smiled, and his two slender legs reflected the jade-like light under the candlelight, crossed together with Chen Heng.

"As for my identity, there are many, many of which I can't even remember myself, but if you insist on asking, I will tell you that I am a hero summoned from another world by the priests, just like you.

I’m from Showa.”