Three days before the end of rebirth

Feng Hui!

Chen Xinglie looked at the stall owner and slapped him with his backhand.

Bang!

The stall owner was slapped far away, his mouth was full of blood, and he fell to the ground. He then got up, covered his swollen face, stumbled away and ran away, while shouting: "Wait, I'll go find him."

My nephew... I’m going to kill you!”

Looking for Feng Hui?

I just need someone to guide me.

Chen Xinglie smiled and followed him slowly.

Chen Xinglie had been waiting last night.

Waiting for Fei Zhi and his group to spread the news throughout the east of the city...

According to the behavior of the disciples of the demonic sect, once those enemies in the notebook know about this, they will most likely choose to come and kill them under the cover of night.

Chen Xinglie waited all night.

Unfortunately, the fish didn't take the bait.

Fishing failed.

This made Chen Xinglie a little disappointed.

A dignified disciple of the demonic path, when encountering such a thing, would not act preemptively, but instead act as if nothing had happened.

Are you scared?

Then go and see how cowardly they are!

Chen Xinglie went out early in the morning just to see why the arrogant and arrogant Qingyang disciples recorded in the notebook had not moved all night.

In the street.

The stall owner ran further and further away.

Chen Xinglie was not in a hurry and chased after him leisurely.

Li Qinglian followed beside her and trotted all the way. Suddenly she felt the morning breeze blowing in front of her was a little cold, and the corners of her mouth felt chilly. She suddenly remembered that she had just taken a bite of snacks, and there was still sauce left on the corner of her mouth that had not been wiped off, so she took it from her arms.

He took out a snow-white handkerchief and hastily wiped the corners of his mouth.

Even if she is reduced to a maid, Li Qinglian pays great attention to her own image.

Chen Xinglie saw this scene and couldn't help but his eyes darkened.

Li Qinglian was so frightened that she trembled all over and speculated in confusion: "What does the big devil want to do?"

Chen Xinglie took out a piece of pure white handkerchief from the little maid's arms.

The hand that just slapped the stall owner seemed to be stained with some oil smoke on the stall owner's face.

Even the little maid knows that she has to wipe her mouth after eating.

How could a great demon be compared to his own little maid?

As Chen Xinglie followed the stall owner forward, he held a handkerchief and wiped the oil smoke from his palms with meticulous and leisurely movements.

Li Qinglian was filled with shame and anger, but unfortunately she dared not speak out in anger, so she could only grit her teeth secretly.

After Chen Xinglie wiped his hands for a few times, he stuffed the handkerchief into Li Qinglian's arms and said, "Next time... remember to hand the handkerchief over yourself."

Li Qinglian was furious.

The big devil deserves death!

He clearly took advantage of this princess, but he still acted unwillingly, as if he never wanted to reach out again next time...

Could it be that this princess's charming appearance is not attractive in the eyes of this big devil?

Li Qinglian was indignant and walked absentmindedly. Suddenly she saw the back of the big devil blocking the front, and she was so frightened that she quickly stopped.

What a risk!

He almost bumped into the big devil.

If you make the big devil angry, that's it!

Li Qinglian was uneasy, looking at her surroundings, and found a large single-family house built not far ahead.

Above the courtyard gate, there is a plaque with the word "Feng Mansion" written on it.

Right in front of the courtyard gate, there is a pair of stone lions with teeth and claws. Standing at the door is an outer disciple with sharp eyes, guarding the gate...

Is this the style of the inner disciples of the Qingyang Sect?

Chen Xinglie felt that his small courtyard was extremely shabby compared to this large mansion. He was also an inner disciple. Why was this Fenghui mansion so magnificent?

All relying on plundering, bullying fellow students, knocking on the bones and sucking out the marrow?

Chen Xinglie took out his small notebook and opened the first page.

It read: September 13th. Inner disciple Feng Hui came to the door with Miss Li Jiasan and told me to cut off contact with Miss Li Jiasan, otherwise he would kill me. If Shi Feiyu hadn't come after hearing the news, Feng Hui would have almost beaten him

Broke my leg.

"This Feng Hui is too much!"

Chen Xinglie shook his head, not even bothering to close the small notebook in his hand, and walked directly to the door.

"Outer disciple Song Kun, pays homage to Senior Brother Chen!"

When the disciple guarding the door saw Chen Xinglie coming, he immediately raised his hands and saluted. The sharp eyes before disappeared and were replaced by eyes filled with fear.

In the past, Feng Hui's outer disciples would not have taken Chen Xinglie seriously at all.

But this Songkun was very frightened, like a mouse seeing a cat.

Apparently, word had spread about what happened in Chen Xinglie's yard last night.

"Open the door."

Chen Xinglie's tone was calm, but his eyes were stern.

Songkun did not dare to disobey and quickly pushed the door open. Just when Chen Xinglie was about to enter, Songkun said: "For the information, Senior Brother Chen, Senior Brother Feng is not at home."

Feng Hui is not at home?

Are you pretending not to be there, or are you really not there?

Chen Xinglie stopped and said, "I didn't expect that under Feng Hui, there would be a loyal person like you. It's really rare."

A loyal person?

Demonic disciples, where does loyalty come from?

Song Kun's face twitched, knowing that Chen Xinglie was mocking him.

Chen Xinglie shook his head, half-smiling but not smiling, and sighed: "What a pity, anyone who stands in my way will die."

Song Kun's eyes trembled with fear, and he suddenly thought of what happened last night, and hurriedly explained: "Senior Brother Chen misunderstood, how dare I block Senior Brother Chen, I just have something to report to Senior Brother Chen."

"The person who just entered is a relative of Senior Brother Feng. Since Senior Brother Feng is not here, I will let that person stay in the house and wait."

"Senior Brother Chen, look, that man is standing in the pavilion..."

In the courtyard.

The stall owner stood in a pavilion, looking in the direction of the open courtyard door, his eyes filled with resentment.

Chen Xinglie looked at the stall owner in the pavilion and asked, "Where is Feng Hui?"

Song Kun lowered his head and said respectfully: "Last night, Senior Brother Feng went out all night to visit Senior Brother Guang Zhengping, and he hasn't come back yet..."

Going out all night?

It seems that Feng Hui heard the news and was so frightened that he ran away all night to hug Guang Zhengping's thigh.

good!

very good!

It's good to get together.

In this way, I don’t have to look for them one by one, which saves me a lot of trouble.

Just what I wanted!

Chen Xinglie took the small account book and pointed at the stall owner in the pavilion not far away. He shook his head and sighed: "Oh, this person is just standing in the pavilion waiting for a while. I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for Feng Hui."

Song Kun asked in confusion: "Then, what does Senior Brother Chen mean?"

Chen Xinglie said lightly: "In these years, you have been following Feng Hui, and I am afraid you have done a lot of bad things. Today, why don't you do some good deeds and do some good deeds? Go and help the man in the pavilion and give him a ride there.

On the road to Huangquan, you can definitely wait for Fenghui."

Song Kun hesitated, not daring to offend Feng Hui.

"When you are alive, you should always do something good." Chen Xinglie shook his head and said, "I urge you to be kind."

"Senior Brother Chen, don't worry! I'll send him on his way right now!"

Songkun thought about what happened last night again and felt a chill on his back. Without hesitation, he drew his sword and rushed towards the pavilion.