Master of Beasts

"Give it to a little friend." Sitting on the seat, the lonely old man kept his eyes fixed, feeling a little sad in his heart.

In the past, how could Gong Menfeng dare to talk to him like that.

This moment, that moment.

"Is it Henry Zhang?" Gong's breathing became heavier, and on his face, ruthlessness and violence rose.

"That's right." The lonely old man nodded slowly, not lying.

This kind of thing can be cleared up with a little inquiring, but even if he wants to hide it, he can't hide it.

What's more, it's not a big secret.

"Sure enough." In Gong Menfeng's eyes, bloodshot roots spread.

The one who killed Gong Jing was Henry Zhang.

Since the lonely old man is kind to Henry Zhang, then he is his enemy.

Before, he just wanted to insult the lonely old man.

But now, not only did he want to insult, but he also wanted to make life worse than death for the lonely old man, and experience the feeling of despair and powerlessness as revenge.

"Gu Lao, I heard that your weapon refining technique is inherited from the master weapon refining master Rong Ping, so can you show everyone here what is unique about Master Rong Ping's weapon refining technique?" Gongmen said in a sinister manner.

"This old man can only mend, not refine weapons." The lonely old man's eyes darkened.

Gong's family style is planning to attack him.

But he couldn't understand why Gong's family style only found fault with him when Gu Tang was by his side.

He doesn't know.

Henry Zhang killed Gong Jing, so Gong Feng put the account on him.

"Can't refine weapons?"

Gong's family said aggressively: "Since the old man hides his clumsiness, then there is no reason for Gong to chase after him. How about this, you can make a public copy of the contents of Master Rongping's Artifact Refiner's Handbook, and open everyone's eyes. Long experience, how?"

The lonely old man's heart clenched tightly, and his eyes were full of anger.

copy?

The Artifact Refiner's Handbook, which is his master's life experience, is also the inheritance of their lineage, how can he show it to others at will, Gong's family style just wants to insult him.

Step on the ground and insult!

"What do you guys think of my proposal?" A vicious smile flashed in Gong Menfeng's eyes.

Instantly.

Many strong men in Baihong Mountain booed one after another.

"Lonely old man, one must know how to share, we don't mind wasting time watching."

"We will appreciate it!"

"Maybe we can also become craftsmen?"

"That's right, show us, you have nothing to lose."

Most of the people who made a fuss didn't really want to learn the art of refining, but just to please Gong's family style.

As soon as the Gu family and the Gu family were annexed, there was only one family of craftsmen left in the huge southern region.

As for the lonely old man?

Humiliation humiliation, no big deal.

For them, there are only advantages and no disadvantages.

"Gong's family style..." Gu Lao was angry and angry, and leaked the handwriting of the craftsman, but it was disrespectful to his master. If his dead master knew, he would have to crawl out of the coffin.

Gong's family style, this is to make him face his teacher with shame.

In the future, he will not even think about being a human being.

"Why, the lonely old man has objections to my proposal?" Gong Menfeng smiled, and the lonely old man's angry expression made him very happy.

Do not write? He blew up the last two fluorite ships, killing all the orphans.

wrote? The lonely old face is disgraced.

He believes.

Faced with these two choices, the lonely old will definitely choose the latter.

"I wrote!"

The clenched right hand was released, and the face of the lonely old man suddenly darkened a little. As soon as Gong Menfeng recruited him, a huge stone slab fell on the stage.

"Let's write."

Gong's family said with a smile: "This is a thousand-year-old amethyst stone. Unless it is destroyed, the things engraved on it will never disappear. From now on, this amethyst slab will be placed in front of Gong's house to witness Gong Alliance of Home and Lonely Home.”

The lonely old man's face twitched wildly.

The biggest insult is nothing more than this.

"Old man, hurry up!"

"I can't wait!"

"I took out all the memory crystals, and I plan to imprint this scene."

The people who just made a fuss,

He yelled loudly again, and Gong Menfeng's face showed pleasure like revenge.

Down below, Gu Tang's heart was full of deep sorrow.

The sorrow of the death of the rabbit and the sorrow of the fox.

He is sympathetic to the lonely old man.

But he couldn't protect himself, so what?

"Huluo Pingyang was bullied by dogs, probably it was worth it."

Glancing at the faces on the wine table, those excited faces urging him to write quickly, the lonely old man turned his head, and the tips of his fingers that he raised with difficulty were flickering with spiritual power.

He just lifted his finger.

"Boom!"

The courtyard of Gong's house was shaken suddenly, and a large pothole protruded out of it. The figure of a dead man in it caused countless people to stand up suddenly.

"Gong Jing!"

The young master of the Gong family, Gong Jing, fell from the sky!

"Jing'er!" Gong Menfeng's face turned pale, and his sneer expression was instantly replaced by unconcealable grief. He raised his head, his face distorted.

It's Henry Zhang!

Only Henry Zhang can do this kind of thing!

at the same time.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The figures of Gong's family, like meteorites, scattered down the sky and covered the ground, hitting the courtyard of Gong's family, and the lively banquet just now was a mess.

Only a few people were still sitting there, drinking tea lightly.

These people are all top experts in Baihong Mountain, so naturally they will not lose their composure like ordinary people.

"This kid!"

In the small pavilion in the backyard, Gong Qinglin's face changed slightly: "The weakest people who were sent to surround and kill him were the sixth-level spirit kings, and there were a lot of seventh-level spirit kings and eighth-level spirit kings. How could he survive? from here?"

Henry Zhang not only came.

He also smashed the strong men who besieged him into the courtyard one by one.

This is a provocation and a declaration of war!

"It's interesting, it's not as boring as before." Bai Qin gently sipped his teacup with a slight smile on his face, as if he regarded Henry Zhang as a toy.

"So what if it's here." Gong Qinglin snorted coldly.

There are countless strong people in the Gong family, Henry Zhang came here, but he was looking for a dead end.

In the front yard, in the sky.

Grabbing a seventh-order spirit king whose spirit gate was closed by the water flow, Henry Zhang looked down, kicked out the seventh-level spirit king with a sound like killing a pig, and smashed it heavily into the courtyard, torn apart.

Without the support of spiritual power, how could he withstand Henry Zhang's strength.

"No, spare us!"

The dozen or so members of Gong's family floating in the sky, watching the clansmen who were thrown to death, all cried bitterly, and almost died of fright on the spot.

Thinking about how excited they were when they first met Henry Zhang, they wished to kill Henry Zhang and take Mu You and Lu Yunxuan as their own.

But when they saw the Gong family tied up in a string behind by the current, they all lost their minds.

"Bang bang bang!"

The body flashed, Henry Zhang kicked out his right foot continuously, and when the last Gong family member was thrown to death, he landed slowly, and his voice was like thunder and roaring under the wrap of spiritual power.

"Gong Qinglin old dog, I'm here, you still don't get out!"

(End of this chapter) Joy of reading, Joy of reading! (= Joy of reading)