Under One Person: Communicating with Xiao Zizai about his condition at the beginning

Her long hair was flying and she was laughing wildly.

Holding the wine jar in one hand, he laughed and said:

"Seventeen, what are you doing?"

"Are you scared by Twenty-Five's boasting..."

Confusion and nostalgia appeared in Ruan Feng's eyes:

"Fourth brother."

Chapter 101 Late arrival

"Every one of you claims to have extraordinary concentration. Let me read you a passage and see who can still say they are unmoved!"

In my memory, Wu Gensheng was holding a wine bowl and laughing, with his legs crossed on the bluestone, showing his unrestrained and wild nature.

The mantra is recited together:

"Emperor Namu Moro..."

Once this mantra is uttered, all the thoughts and things you are obsessed with will appear vividly before your eyes, making you unable to stop.

The spell of the devil of the heaven of transformation!

Ruan Feng reached out blankly, as if trying to grasp something. It turned out that what he was obsessed with had been from decades ago...

The drunkenness at Twenty-Four Valley.

puff!

The black dagger pierced through Ruan Feng's chest, and blood was dripping. The pain in his chest brought Ruan Feng back to reality.

"A child of the Tang Clan?"

"Why are you not affected by this spell? Who are you?"

Tao Shan Gong walked over, his eyes gleaming with blue light:

"Master Ruan Feng, we were all once confused, weak, helpless and pathetic people..."

“But we’ve all been transformed.”

"No matter what we face, we will never waver."

Ruan Feng's eyes flashed coldly:

"Huh, really?"

Suddenly, the temperature around him rose sharply, and white mist rose up, thick and sticky, making people lose their vision.

"retreat!"

"This evaporating white mist is digestive juice!"

Ruan Feng wanted to digest them directly outside the body!

Everyone retreated quickly, but the Tang Sect master who had just stabbed Ruan Feng was hugged by him.

Amidst a series of horrifying screams, the clouds and mist gradually dissipated, and Ruan Feng disappeared without a trace.

And that Tang Sect master.

All that was left was a skeleton covered in tattered clothes.

Someone picked up a blade of grass stained with Ruan Feng's blood from the ground and said, "This is the master's blood," and then released a flying insect.

The flying insects lay on the grass leaves, seemingly trying to identify the smell of blood, and then flapped their wings and flew towards the depths of the jungle.

Tao Shan Gong immediately called on everyone to follow.

"Master Ruan can't escape."

"Come on!"

Ruan Feng was galloping through the woods, and the poison from the thorn he had just stabbed with was also digested by his own body fluids.

"What a wicked nature!"

"Then let me see if you can defeat me, the master of the Eight Wonders Techniques, the Six Treasury Immortal Thief."

suddenly.

Ruan Feng stopped suddenly.

"Old Wang, you haven't left yet?"

The disheveled Old Wang walked out from the shadows of the deep forest, his eyes shone with a familiar blue light to Ruan Feng.

"Seventeen, how can I leave?"

"Becoming your friend and finding your weaknesses is my only purpose in coming to the island."

Ruan Feng was shocked and gnashed his teeth:

"What did you say?!"

"Are you in league with them?"

In the jungle on one side, Tao Shangong and others caught up, then slowed down and stopped not far away.

Lao Wang smiled faintly:

"Yes."

"I called them."

Ruan Feng clenched his palms:

"I'll kill you!"

Lao Wang smiled slightly:

"Don't get angry yet. For the past three years, I've gotten to know you, understand you, and analyze you. I can say I know you better than you do..."

"What kind of person are you?"

"I called them here to uncover the truth that you haven't wanted to face for so many years..."

"Seventeen, the person who is tired of living is you!"

Ruan Feng remained silent.

The Six Treasury Immortal Thief gave him a perfect physique that was almost immortal, but did not give him a heart that could face immortality.

What he fears is loneliness.

Every second of living in this world seemed like torture. Ruan Feng remained silent, but did not stop taking any action.

Instead, he let Lao Wang continue speaking.

Lao Wang pointed at Tao Shangong and the others:

"Aren't you curious? Why are these guys so calm in front of a monster like you? Because we have all given up on ourselves."

“Without the self, without the ego, there is no loneliness and solitude that makes the days seem like years.”

"Seventeen, come back with us."

Lao Wang put his hand on Ruan Feng's shoulder:

"I really don't want you to commit suicide."

Ruan Feng's expression kept changing, and he finally grinned: "Let's go back with you and see who wants to see me!"

Tao Shan Gong stepped forward and took out a swallowing bag:

"Master Ruan Feng, I'm sorry."

"You need to get some sleep first."

Ruan Feng snorted coldly and lay straight on the ground. Instantly, he began to snore.

Tao Shan Gong raised his hand and was about to activate the devouring sac.

Suddenly, a strong wind rushed out from the jungle. It was a stone, but now it was like a bullet, hitting Tao Shangong's vitals at high speed.

Lao Wang and Tao Shangong quickly turned around and dodged, and the stone missed and hit the ground with a crisp explosion.

Make a deep hole.

Lao Wang's pupils shrank.

Such power!

Who is coming?!

Tao Shangong felt his heart tighten as he sensed a very familiar and terrifying aura.

Chen Zhuo, dressed in a casual suit, strode out of the jungle and looked at the white monster lying on the ground.

murmured:

"Ruan Feng?"

"Almost late."

Tao Shan Gong immediately warned the people around him who were of high aptitude:

"He is the leader of Quan Xing Sect! Chen Zhuo!"

"His strength is unfathomable. Lao Wang will hold him off for a while while we take Ruan Feng and retreat!"

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The group of people with superior aptitude did not have any so-called rebellious mentality, and they had to touch the Quanxing master to see whether he could really hurt them.

But it is like a well-trained army.

Orders must be carried out and prohibitions must be stopped.

Lao Wang pounced on him without hesitation, punching Chen Zhu with all his strength, with a strange pink energy rippling on the tip of his fist.

The howling wind was centered on his fist.

Condensed into a huge vortex.

boom!

Chen Zhuo raised his hand and formed a palm.

It collided violently with Lao Wang's fist, and the two forces of qi collided, instantly creating a huge wave of air.

Take advantage of the moment when the grass leaves are dancing and charming your eyes.

Chen Zhuo gently wiped his trouser pocket.

Then, with an imperceptible speed, he flicked his finger, and an invisible stream of Qi fell silently on Ruan Feng's calf.

Mayflies take root.

next second.

Tao Shan Gong held the swallowing bag in his hand, and with a thought, he put Ruan Feng directly into the bag.

"Mission accomplished, retreat!"

Chen Zhuo's lips curled up slightly.

The bait has been spread, and we just have to wait for the fish to bite.

Old Wang, who was arguing with Chen Zhuo, was shocked.

He knew how powerful he was.

After tirelessly eating humans to increase his lifespan, his physical strength had reached a terrifying level. He thought that no one present except Ruan Feng could be his opponent.

He had never expected that the leader of Quan Xing Sect, who suddenly appeared before him, would simply raise his hand...

He took his extremely powerful punch.

And Chen Zhuo knocked his palm.

Grabbing his fist, it was like an iron clamp, tightly clamping it, no matter how he struggled...