Peerless Martial Soul

After a while, the three people's foreheads were all bloody red. Chen Feng said lightly: "Since you said you deserve to die, then go die!"

After saying that, he lightly waved his palm, and a gust of palm wind blew out, bombarding the three of them, directly blasting the three of them into pieces, with no flesh and blood left.

This scene made all the mountain people even more frightened and terrified. They knelt on the ground and shivered, their heads buried deep in the ground, and they did not dare to look up at Chen Feng.

But there was one exception, Qiqige. She didn't even kneel down, she stood there and looked at Chen Feng in a daze.

Chen Feng looked at her with a smile on his lips. He turned back to the high priest and said, "I hope that you will leave the tribe in Qiqige's hands in the future and not force her to do anything she doesn't want to do."

Although the high priest didn't know why Chen Feng said this, Chen Feng at this time was like a god in his eyes.

All you need to do is follow the instructions of the gods. Why do you need to question them?

He quickly knelt down and kowtowed, saying repeatedly: "Yes, follow your orders!"

Chen Feng nodded slowly, then turned around and left!

After leaving the sight of the mountain people, he leaned forward and almost fell to the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood with a loud sound.

A wry smile appeared on Chen Feng's lips: "It's so dangerous, I almost showed my timidity just now!"

The moon was high in the sky, and Qiqige was sitting on the steps in front of her door, staring blankly at the bright moon hanging alone in the sky, her eyes a little lost.

At this time, a figure kept flashing in her mind.

This figure is slender and tall, with a handsome face.

Fragments kept flashing through his mind. For a while, this person was sitting with her, laughing and saying something.

A moment later, this man was as powerful as a god, launching one after another devastating moves that could destroy the world, killing the ferocious old man with a white beard opposite him, screaming and retreating.

And in the end, it was frozen in the figure where he smiled slightly at himself and then left Xiao Ran.

After a while, Qiqige stood up and sighed softly, her eyes looking a little nostalgic and desolate, and then she turned around and entered the house.

Her house is the best in the entire village. It is built with large wooden rocks and is clean and tidy. It is even decorated with some rare treasures produced in the mountains.

This house was originally the residence of the most distinguished high priest in the tribe. But this evening, after everyone returned to the tribe, the high priest immediately asked people to clean up the house, moved out of it himself, and then treated him with respect. With a gesture of extreme kindness, Qiqi Ge was invited to live in.

No one questioned it, and no one was dissatisfied. Everyone took it for granted.

Because in their opinion, this was the order of the gods, and the gods took a fancy to Qiqige, so Qiqige was the most noble person in the village.

But Qiqige knew that this boy was not a god, he was just a human boy, his name was Chen Feng, and he came from a magical place outside the mountains!

And it was this young man who changed his destiny with just one sentence.

In the room, there is a huge bamboo basket in the corner.

Although she had moved here, she did not throw away her original things. She still put some medicinal materials in the bamboo basket.

Qiqige instinctively walked here to sort out the medicinal materials, but when she put her hand in, her movements suddenly froze.

Then, she took out a volume of book from the bamboo basket.

The book was already a little yellowed and had an odd shape. Qiqige was a little surprised, but when she opened the book, she found that it was full of graphics without any words. You could practice just by looking at the graphics.

Although Qiqige is illiterate, she can tell that this is a book of martial arts practice, and it is more advanced than the most profound skills in the tribe.

Qiqige remembered that when she was on the road today, Chen Feng had taken out her bamboo basket for a while, and she probably put it in at that time.

Qiqige sat on the ground, holding the book in her arms, with a warm smile on her lips.

She felt that the book in her arms seemed to be emitting a trace of heat. That must be his body temperature!

With a "wow" sound, Chen Feng spurted out a large mouthful of blood, which was also mixed with internal organs. After spitting out this mouthful of blood, Chen Feng felt that the suffocating feeling in his chest and lungs had dissipated a lot!

Then Chen Feng took out another Tianling Dibao from the mustard bag and swallowed it. A cool breath spread out in his body, seeping into his limbs and bones. Then, under Chen Feng's conscious guidance, he moved towards the stagnated bones. The pulse passed.

After a while, Chen Feng's body suddenly had several wounds that burst open, and blood poured out from them, but the blood was black bruises!

Chen Feng jumped directly into the mountain spring nearby, cleaned the wound, and then applied good medicine on the wound, and the wound healed quickly.

Chen Feng also felt that a small part of the meridians in his body that were aching and blocked were no longer painful and felt cool, and Gang Qi could circulate in them!

Chen Feng took a long breath, stretched his muscles, and showed a wry smile: "Three days have passed, and my injuries have only healed by half! My strength has recovered less than 40%."

"These healing medicines were very useful when I was at a low level, but they are no longer very effective for me now."