"Sir, you have just taken office, and there is nothing that our beast tribe can support you. We tighten our belts and 70% of them can agree to you. This is what we should do, but... the recipe is not owned by us, but by our proud disciple Wang Feng, Master Lei Long. He gave it to me, but by using our sales channels and transportation channels to sell to raise funds for the Rose Temple. We just make a hard work. This recipe is not in my hands, and I can't make a decision. Moreover, my old granddaughter Su Meier has long been Wang Feng's person, and I'm afraid it's not suitable to enter the city lord's mansion. If the city lord is worried, you can leave me in the city lord's mansion." Uganda smiled helplessly, "It's because the grass lord has thought less, but it's really hard for us."

At this moment, Uganda didn't care too much and could only lean on Wang Feng. The Thunder Dragon did not fall, so the other party would not break up. To be honest, how many people believed that this thing was done by Wang Feng, and how many people really believed that the fusion rune could be made by Wang Feng at this age?

Thunder Dragon? Wang Feng?

Daeryefu's eyes narrowed slightly. Lei Long Lei family, this is the local snake of Aurora City. At today's banquet, the Lei family didn't even come to him, and obviously did not take him, the newcomer, seriously.

At this moment, Nie Xin, who had been listening, suddenly laughed out loud, "It's this Wang Feng again. I've heard that he is lustful and greedy, making roses messy. I didn't expect that Su Meier was preconceived by him. However, in fact, I'm not in a hurry. There will be news coming in just a few days. Wang Feng can't come back."

"Oh? Brother Nie is well-informed! Haha, it's okay, giving you a few more days is not harmful. But, all the preparations you should make are ready, don't make me embarrassed!"

?

Udagan felt like he was killed by lightning. The words of Congressman Nie obviously meant a lot of inside information. Can a member of his alliance know Wang Feng’s life and death in advance?

What made Wu Dagan even more heartbroken was that he did not avoid him at all, and the other party did not take the orc seriously at all.

Wang Feng went to Longcheng this time to face the full pursuit of the Nine Gods. His undercover identity is actually not a secret in the hearts of some people in Aurora City. Of course, it is not a secret that he broke up with the Nine Gods. So this time he was a life-threatening death, but unexpectedly, even the blade had to take action.

this……

………

In front of the dark cave was the giant monster mouth that seemed to never see the end. Fantesey ran desperately, but this time, good luck seemed to have been used up.

The cave that never ends has a cave wall, and there is a dead end in front of it.

The footsteps at the other end of the cave were getting closer and faster. Fantesi reached out anxiously and touched and knocked around the cave wall, but the sound echoed in the cave wall was solid, and the road was blocked.

Click!

With a sudden rush, three figures ran out at the corner of the cave at the same time.

Fantesey turned around suddenly and looked at the three people coming out of the corner. He felt his heart beating wildly, his whole body was trembling, and his hands, which were pressed against the hole wall, were covered with wet cold sweat.

He regretted it. The smooth sailing of Winnie on the first floor made him look at the danger here too much. He should have left directly, and the second floor was not the place he should have come!

"Huh! Huh! Huh! Grandma, I'm so tired. This fat man is quite capable of running!" The three of them were all panting. They saw this kid when they were at the fork in the road before. They ran very fast. The key is that they have strong endurance. This is the first time that the fat man who can run so well.

"This fat rabbit!"

"Hey! There's no way out, I can't run away! Little fat man, how do you want to die?"

A tall and thin man laughed strangely, with some inexplicable pleasure, enduring the depression of being chased, and the more he felt happy when he was chased.

Fantsey couldn't help swallowing. The wall behind him not only did not give him any "backer" feeling, but instead blocked the only way to live. He wanted to beg for mercy, but his teeth kept trembling and his tongue couldn't straighten, and he wanted to cry.

Fantesey occasionally thought that he would die in the past few days, but he didn't dare to imagine the details of death. Although he was a disciple of the Holy Clan and had undergone special training from Heiwukai and Winnie, after coming here, Fantesey felt more and more that he was a waste. He had to come here because he had a wrong mind. Afeng is a smart man. Does he need to protect himself?

How big is your experience and how inflated you will have such an idea?

"Char, didn't you just get a big one? The Wang Feng of Rose is amazing. One head is enough to eat enough. Is this kind of bargain scrambled with us?"

Asiba was about to collapse, but at this moment he suddenly became stunned and couldn't help but open his mouth wide: "What are you talking about? What are Rose?"

The tall and thin Charl was stunned for a moment, but when she noticed that it was Fantesy who asked the question, Charl was also happy.

Iron Hand Char, also a master in the War Academy, is also a master with a ranking of 75. The key is that he is lucky. He picked up Wang Feng's head. He originally wanted to pick up the corpse, but he accidentally found a big product, and even the brand was there. What is this not the son of God!

This is a first-class trophy that the two princes of Longzhen, Longxiang, offered double rewards. To be honest, this luck is so good that it is explosive. Of course, he will not say that he was the one who picked up the corpse, but he must say that he was killed by himself. If this record is added with a rose head, it will be even more convincing.

"Of course it was Wang Feng, who invented the runes of Rose, who was the one who offered the highest reward! This kid is also a slut. He doesn't have much strength, but he actually dares to come to the second floor!"

Wang Feng? Dead? Fantesey doesn't believe it. It's impossible. With Afeng's intelligence, how could he die? He is sure of everything he does!

"Oh, it turns out that you and him are both roses?" Char laughed. He saw Fantesi's rose costume clearly, and even more so that Fantesi's trembling body and pale face. What's more interesting than Doudou, a guy who was about to scare to death?

Char simply took out something from the cloth bag behind him. After all, this was the target of the two princes offering a heavy reward. Naturally, the soul cards must be picked up, and the heads cannot be lost. They are all valuable goods. He laughed and handed the heads to Fantesey: "Come on, come on, just help me see if it is this Wang Feng!"

The fluorescent light on the cave wall was shining slightly, extremely dark, but Fantesey recognized it at a glance. He was so familiar with this face that he could recognize even if he just looked at the tip of his nose.

This is Afeng's face, pale and colorless, with wide eyes wide open, looking like he was dying with his eyes closed. Fantesey was instantly struck by lightning, his lips trembled slightly, and his body was still motionless.

Is Ah Feng dead?

Really dead?

Why is it still alive when you are so grafted? Why is this happening?

Fantesey thought that he would die, but never thought that Wang Feng would die, but Wang Feng's head was right in front of him, lifelike, and the desperate gaze before his death hit Fantesey's mind, bursting out in a series of explosions...

Seeing Fantesy like that, Char was speechless. What kind of thing is this? How did he get into Dragon City? Didn’t it be said that both sides would produce elites?

This fat man looked like a scumbag at first glance.

"Mad, I'm so scared!" He spitted at Fantsey, his face full of disdain: "I don't even have the fun of playing."

"This guy looks too weak, so there is no need to waste time with him." These three people are obviously martial artists, and a swordsman stood up with a cold face: "I'll deal with him!"

But another small man was ahead of him. Although he was short, his muscles were extremely developed.

"Where do you use your two senior brothers to deal with this kind of thing, just give it to me." He chuckled, a soul power condensed, rippling slightly on his clenched fist, and his knuckles crackled: "Look at me, if this kid can resist me for five seconds, he will give it to you!"

The head must be snatched, otherwise no one would be polite. As he said that, without waiting for the swordsman to object, he rushed out and punched Fantesey in the chest.

Fantesey was completely crazy and didn't realize he was going to dodge. There was a muffled sound in his chest and he was strong, making him take several steps backwards.

The little man laughed. The fat man was quite resistant to beating. The fat man had some effect of removing force, which made him feel that the lethality of the punch just now did not explode at all. Although his ranking was not as high as Charle, it was still around 300. If he threw it into the War Academy, it would be worthy of being named. How could he take a disciple at the bottom of the Holy Clan seriously?

At this time, there was a five-second appointment with his companion behind him. After laughing, his eyes suddenly burst into light. His figure chased him up, and he chased him without any fancy. His fists became thicker in an instant, and his soul power was infused, and he would kill with one blow!

"Die me!" The little martial artist's forehead burst out.

Explosive steel fist!

boom……

Fantesy's head suddenly tilted back, but did not fall down, and his face was still a little dull. The small martial artist knew the expressions of his companions behind him without looking at them. He was paralyzed, "Take it tight!"

In an instant, there were more than ten punches and before it could be implemented, more than a dozen vortex-like fist dents appeared on Fantesey's face at the same time.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

A series of critical strikes formed a line in an instant, as if it exploded at the same time. Fantesey's fat figure of more than 200 pounds was beaten to the spot, and then it seemed like he was hit by a magic track train head-on, and flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

Rumble...

The fat body hit the wall of the cave more than ten meters away, causing the entire cave to sway slightly, making a dull echo, and Fantesey was bounced to the ground.

His limbs were lying on his back, and a pool of blood spread rapidly on the ground against his head, with a terrible fishy light.

The swordsman's face was expressionless, and Char was slightly funny. Killing a waste was such a big formation. This guy is known as the top boxer in the Western War Academy. He is not as strong as that. Of course, this emotion will not be expressed. There are two more followers around him, so there is no need to ridicule him if necessary.

"Do it!" A smile appeared on the face of the small martial artist. He walked over and was about to touch Fantesi's soul card.

But the next second, the guy who was obviously broken and could not die any more suddenly got up like a zombie and didn't even look at him. His eyes passed by, but he was still on Wang Feng's head.

"Li Se, you won't fall in love with this little fat man anymore. Are you so merciless?"

"If we want to give up the head, then we're not polite."

The two people behind couldn't help but tease, and they wouldn't really go forward.

Li Se took a step back a little, a little surprised. He knew the most about how heavy his fists were. The other party had no resistance at all. All the fists were firm, but he was not even dead like this?

"You're going to die for me!"

Li Se rushed over, regardless of the situation of the other party, punched and punched hard, and felt that every punch should kill this fat man, but why wasn't he immortal?

The soul power hit Fantesy, but at this time Fantesy couldn't feel it at all. His soul power was overflowing uncontrollably, and his originally cool and dark pupils began to gradually turn red.

The fat man's mouth showed a curve that was not very consistent, which seemed a bit crazy.

Li Se also felt something was wrong and punched him again, but this time he felt that his soul power was bounced away directly, so he took two steps back.

The swordsman behind him took a step forward, "This kid is a bit weird. I'll do you have the sign of yours!"

But this also stimulated Li Se. Whose face is not a face? Can this fat man still fly? "Don't interfere, drink!"

Inhale suddenly, exhale at the same time, pull out a position, and the soul power in your body condenses, punching Fantesi's heart, and shaking you to death!

Suddenly Fantes raised his head, his eyes turned completely red, and he showed a strange smile in silence. He punched his chest one by one and slid uncontrollably. Fantesy's body slightly turned and his thick right arm suddenly hung across and stuck Li Se's head.

Next second.

Click!

With a rotating, Li Se's neck broke, Fantesi's mouth made a strange hehe sound, and he pulled his right hand and his head fell to the ground, then slowly looked at the remaining two people. When his eyes swept over "Wang Feng's head", the redness in the fat man's pupils seemed to be even more bloody, and the flesh on his face was twitching uncontrollably, but he couldn't make any sound.

"Go together and kill him!" Iron Hand Char shouted coldly.

A sneer appeared on the corner of the mouth of the sword, and responded, "The head is mine."

Needless to say, he had already leaped, his sword light spread out in the air, cutting towards Fantesi layer by layer like snowflakes!

Thirty-six slashes of the strong wind!

The unparalleled sword speed, more than thirty consecutive slashes seemed to be completed in one second. The snowflake-like sword light in the sky seemed to be interwoven into a large net, airtight, and there was no room for dodging!

It can be seen that this fat man is a defensive martial artist, and his movement speed is very slow. His attack type is completely defeated and he is chopped into...

???

In an instant, the fat Fantesey's body swayed like a fallen leaf in the wind. It was not shaking very much, and it didn't even give people a very fast feeling. His feet did not move to their position at all, but... the knife fell to nothing!
To be continued...