Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

October 26th.

This is a day that has attracted the attention of the whole world, and everyone's hearts are secretly breaking their fingers, waiting for this day to come.

In addition, many people turned their eyes to Fujishi, waiting for Luo Feng's response.

however.

One day passed.

Two days passed.

Five days passed.

Tengcheng is still prosperous, with people coming and going, but there is no sound of Luo Feng's response.

Under the leadership of the caring people, a more violent storm of public opinion broke out after the seventh day.

The spearhead of the whole world is directed at Luo Feng.

"It is really selfish and unforgivable to care about people's lives in vain."

"The spirit of eight hundred thousand dead souls in the sky will not forgive him."

"I can't wait to have a knife in my hand to chop Luo Feng into eight pieces to pay homage to the innocent souls and calm the anger of the demons."

Dragon Palace Mountain.

Indus forest.

All kinds of news came back, and the expressions of the few people in the Wutong Forest were extremely calm.

In the past few days, the anger has also grown, and at the same time, it has disappeared immediately.

They can't stop the people of the world, and get angry and angry. Wouldn't it mean that they are in trouble with themselves.

"I didn't expect that the Anti-Magic Alliance would use such a trick." Yan Sanshi looked at Luo Feng, "Did you think of any countermeasures?"

Luo Feng shook his head and took a sip of wine, "I have not caught my breath with such a big hat, so what can I do?"

Jiu Chi Lao Dao stared at Luo Feng dubiously and couldn't help but tentatively said, "Do you want to go to Nine Heavens City and find the Anti-Magic Alliance to settle accounts?"

Luo Feng was startled, "Why does the master have this idea?"

"You flicked Tang Da'er back to the Sacred Snow Mountain in the north. In the past few days, the whereabouts are weird. I think...you must have plans." Jiu Chi Old Road is very serious, "Luo Feng, you are the spiritual pillar of the entire Tengcheng. act rashly."

Luo Feng smiled, "Don't worry, Master."

I just don't worry about it!

Jiu Chi Lao Dao rolled his eyes at Luo Feng directly.

Based on what I know about Luo Feng, this guy definitely has some plans.

It's just that Luo Feng's mouth was very strict, no matter how tempted by Jiu Chi Lao Dao and others, he didn't say to bite his mouth and shook his head, and directly denied.

In the end, even the old way of nine fools couldn't help but doubt himself. Is it really that he is worrying too much?

After coming out of the Wutong Forest, Luo Feng returned to the sacred Bodhi tree and sat cross-legged with a calm expression.

"October 26, in front of Wanblade Cliff, apologize to 800,000 dead souls?" Luo Feng muttered to himself, "Actually, I really want to see Yu Wenran Jian, how do you direct this scene."

"October 26, isn't it the day Uncle Yan pushed the show?"

Luo Feng's eyes flashed with brilliance, because Third Master Yan once said that he calculated that within a month, there would be a subtle evolution of the environment of the world, but the specific day, Third Master Yan could not calculate.

Perhaps it is October 26!

"My current strength is based on my ancestral blood, even with the Yuwenran sword." Luo Feng took a deep breath. "However, if the world environment evolves again, it will only be a very small, a realm increase. It’s not a good thing for me either."

"If this is the case, then, resolve this matter before October 26."

Luo Feng's eyes suddenly flashed sharp light.

All people in the world, including the demons, are waiting for October 26.

Then, he took the initiative to attack.

Of course, the most important point...

Luo Feng's child is about to be born, and he doesn't want to be in a fierce battle with others and his hands are stained with blood when the child is born.

"Three days later, set off."

Luo Feng muttered to himself, with a general plan in his mind.

Mozu.

Yu Wenran sword.

Whatever should be calculated, let it be settled again.

In Luo Feng's heart, there was no fear at all.

Three days passed in a flash.

Luo Feng walked out from under the Bodhi tree.

"Boss, now the storm of public opinion outside is getting more and more fierce. At least tens of thousands of spontaneous warriors have gathered outside the city of Tengcheng. They declared that they are going to crusade the boss." Tie Mian seemed to have been waiting for Luo Feng and said anxiously. At the same time, his eyes couldn't hide his anger.

"As long as they don't enter Tengcheng and make trouble, they will be left alone." Luo Feng's expression remained calm, "a group of guys being used by others."

"It's just a brain damage." The iron face couldn't help but scolded, "The whole thing, all kinds of opinions, are full of loopholes, but so many people believe that these people, their heads are caught in the door."

Luo Feng smiled, "The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. We are also to blame for the recent popularity."

The iron-faced expression looked at Luo Feng suspiciously, "Boss, you... don't seem to care at all? It doesn't matter if one or two people are slandering, but now it is the curse of the whole hell, cough, how spectacular."

Seeing Luo Feng's expression calm and calm, Tie Mian couldn't help but joking.

All along, the **** team has been headed by Luo Feng. As Yan Sanshi said, Luo Feng is the soul support of all of them.

"No." Tiemen's eyes lit up suddenly, "Boss, you must have a way to deal with it."

"Gather the Hell Team."

Luo Feng waved his hand.

"Yes! Boss." Tie Mian was suddenly excited, with his head held high, and he answered loudly.

Bang!

Luo Feng directly gave Tiemian a violent shudder, with a straight face, "Except for the Hell Team, the rest will not participate."

The iron face nodded immediately, "Understand, understand."

After Luo Feng gave a few words earnestly, Tiemian turned and left in a hurry.

Luo Feng took a deep breath.

He must take the initiative.

However, I don't want too many people involved. The friends of the Hell Team have been fighting side by side with Luo Feng for the longest time. Their combined strength is not as simple as OnePlus One. Luo Feng feels that it is necessary to let people in the Hell Realm take a look. From the east of the earth plane, the sword of China’s country, the front of the **** team

mango.

Night fell quietly.

On an unnamed mountain in Tengcheng.

Judge, Iron Face, Gorefiend, Leopard Shadow, Cold Front, Impermanence.

In addition to the Jade Rakshasa, the **** team, gathered.

Each of them couldn't contain their excitement, and they couldn't wait.

These days, their stomachs are holding a breath.

In the heart of the Hell Team, Luo Feng is the sky.

However, these days, in the Heavenly Hell Realm, the wind of crusade against Luofeng has become more and more prosperous, making them very suffocated. However, even if they make a voice of doubt, they are suddenly obliterated by many voices, and there is no room for explanation.

Luo Feng's various ‘criminals’ seem to have been concluded, and there is no room for questioning and no need for excuse.

"The boss is here."

In the distance, the golden-blooded Tian Ma Yunlin appeared. After sending the women back to the earth, he immediately returned to the sacred mountain. "Everyone is here." Luo Feng jumped down from behind the Golden Blood Pegasus and smiled slightly, "Then let's go and get another big ticket."