Old Liutou and Wu Feng looked at each other and knew that Master Huikong was going to go to the back mountain, but they didn't expect to walk from here. They thought that the back mountain was behind Dakong Temple. They didn't ask much at the moment, so they could only follow Master Huikong forward with difficulty.

Wu Feng walked away with Zhou Ming on his back with his head down, thinking about things while walking. When he thought about seeing the legendary Master Lefan soon, Wu Feng was still a little worried. He didn't know what would happen next, whether it was what he thought, was the reason for the demonic aura on the eldest brother's body because of the two demon fox inner pills or as Mr. Liu said, the eldest brother couldn't think about it and turned himself into a corpse monster when he was dying.

In any case, Wu Feng felt that the eldest brother would not do that, and he did not want him to do so. Although Wu Feng had never seen the corpse monster and did not know what the corpse monster looked like, Wu Feng just felt that the eldest brother would not be able to turn himself into a corpse monster. This has become Wu Feng's current obsession and is deeply imprinted on his heart.

But what if Wu Feng can only assume and dare not think deeper, he is afraid that Master Lefan will say that what if he thinks he has refined himself into a corpse demon?

With Master Lefan's cultivation, he must be even more unfathomable. If he insists on burning his senior brother, what can he do?

Try your best

Are you his opponent

As he thought about it, a trace of bitterness suddenly appeared on the corner of Wu Feng's mouth. A thought suddenly flashed through Wu Feng's mind. He thought to himself that if Master Lefan insisted on refining his senior brother's corpse, he would jump off the cliff with his senior brother's corpse, just like he resolutely jumped from the soul-breaking cliff.

This time, if I jumped off the cliff again, I would definitely not be as lucky as jumping off the Broken Soul Cliff. There are no big trees on the hillside, there are no holes beside the big trees, and there are no white-haired old men in the cave.

Thinking of this, Wu Feng smiled bitterly and felt even more bitter.

At the same time, Wu Feng thought of his unconscious master. He worked hard for most of his life to raise their master and disciple. He worked hard. Some time ago, after he jumped from the Broken Soul Cliff, he disappeared for more than a year. When he saw his master again, his hair was gray and the wrinkles on his face also increased a lot. Wu Feng suddenly realized the feeling of his master at that time, the mood of losing his close relatives. The master has been a father and a mother since he was a child. The two brothers and brothers are no different from his own son. If, after the master woke up, he knew that the elder brother was dead, what kind of mood would it be?

When Wu Feng thought of his master's desperate and sad eyes, his gray hair, his heart twitched in a burst.

The relationship between the master and the senior brother is no less than that of me, and I feel so uncomfortable, let alone the master.

Wu Feng was even more afraid to think about this matter. This feeling of suffocation was really uncomfortable. The wind blew, brushing across Wu Feng's cheeks, blew off a few tears from Wu Feng's face, and fell on the cold ground.

I don’t know when Wu Feng burst into tears again.

Wu Feng sniffed, looked up at the front, but saw Lao Liu looking back at him. He saw Wu Feng's red eyes, but sighed heavily and continued to walk forward.

Today's mountain wind is so strong that the sand is so dazzling

Wu Feng seemed to be talking to himself, as if he was hiding something, but he didn't know that his voice had already become hoarse.
Chapter completed!