Chapter 31: Bighty

Feng Kui didn't expect that it was the Guirong Taoist king who saved Qian Xicicada at the beginning, and what Liu Xizi said was true. The withered Taoist king is also a famous existence in the Cangmo Kingdom. He is highly cultivated, decent and modest, and behaves with rules. He adheres to justice and is like a modest gentleman. He is peaceful and does not like killing. There are three gentlemen in the world of cultivation, one of whom is this glorious Taoist king. The Dead Rong Taoist King is a figure of the same era as the ethereal immortal king. He has become famous for a long time and is admired. When Feng Kui Shou met him for the first time, such an unpleasant thing happened. What's more, it was convenient for Qian Xi Chan to have a grudge. The dry and Rong Daojun's failure to take action against Feng Kui Shou has already seen his demeanor and acumen.

As for Feng Kui's abolition of Yang Songhe's grass and wood beads, it is actually an accident. The grass and wood beads are green and shining for the [Eongchun Prohibition Law]. It has the vitality of everything, strong and soft, and is originally specialized in imprisoning the enemy. The [Yongchun Prohibition Method] of the grass and wood beads wrapped the head tightly. The wind and wood head was indeed imprisoned for a moment. It was not easy to break through, but at that time, the little insect suddenly killed and bit the grass beads and swallowed the magic weapon essence and aura in the grass and tree beads in one breath. It was devoured, and then was shaken by the true qi burst out by Feng Kui's head before it broke up. This unexpected change, for a moment, even the withered Taoist king hid it, making others mistakenly think that the powerful power to destroy other people's magic weapon between such a wave was all sent by Feng Kui, which was shocking.

Qian Xizhen saw that his brother not only failed to take Feng Kui's life on the spot, but also responded to Feng Kui's words. His brother really vomited blood, more than three liters, and looked extremely embarrassed. At present, there was a chill on Qian Xi's face, but the murderous intention in his eyes was stronger. His eyes were full of coldness, staring at Feng Kui's head, which made Feng Kui's heart uneasy.

The resentment between him and Qian Xishan is not about who is right or who is wrong. In terms of the root of the disaster, it is actually the violent scholar. Unfortunately, the violent scholar has long been dead, and Qian Xi Chan can only vent all her humiliation and hatred on the wind. Feng Kui took his virginity and actually hurt him. This hatred is naturally as deep as the sea and heavy as a mountain in the heart of a woman Qian Xi Chan. However, Qian Xichan was not such a beautiful and mentally weak vase woman. As soon as she saw Feng Kui's head, although her mind was shocked and her murderous intention rose, she thought about it for a moment. Seeing Feng Kui's head sitting in the banquet, as motionless as a mountain, her breath was as deep as Daze. She couldn't see any clues, and she expected that Feng Kui's head would definitely be determined after the destruction of the Dalong Gang. He had an adventure with himself, so he did not directly deal with Feng Kui Shou, but attracted the attention of his beloved brother with his own strangeness. He lied that Feng Kui Shou was her father's enemy, which made Yang Songhe make Qian Xichan's gunhead and was called without knowing it. This point can be seen at a glance, but the Kurong Taoist king has another plan, which makes Yang Songhe come to a tragic end.

At this moment, the four tea drinkers have already leaned against the wall and emptied the middle of the teahouse. They looked feverishly at Feng Kui Shou and the Kurong Taoist master and apprentice who were still sitting alone in the middle. What they saw today, when they really saw the legendary immortals, they were even more fortunate to witness the moves of such strange people. If the god-like glorious Taoist king is respected, these tea guests will be satisfied and full of excitement.

Ku Rong Daojun glanced around, and the teahouse was silent, but everyone present held his breath and waited for it. He was unwilling to miss what was going to happen because of a trace of negligence. Although they don't know what will happen next, they have already had a good awareness for a moment when they saw the magic of Yang Songhe's magic weapon. The dead Taoist king, but when he saw the onlookers, they were all ordinary people. They were born without Taoism and were all people who had no relationship with Taoism. At this moment, they all looked like watching big dramas and listening to legends. At present, he couldn't help frowning and looked at Feng Kui and said, "This little friend, I think it's better to find a peace between you and the little disciple Qian Xichan. Let's get to know the quiet place! How about we take a step to talk?"

For the past, Feng Kui also has a trace of guilt in his heart for Qian Xishan. After all, it is a harm to others, and it is the most important time in a woman's life. The last time he asked Yang Songhe to speak with half a life, which is not aimless nonsense, and there is also a meaning of hatred in his heart. Fu Kurong Daojun has always had an excellent reputation. Other people's kindness and resentment have never intervened unreasonable. He has always been reasonable and trustworthy. At this time, Feng Kui nodded and said, "It's so good. How about you, senior, please lead the way?"

Kurong Daojun grabbed Yang Songhe with one hand, gently stepped on his body, and flew out of the teahouse. To the sky, Qian Xichan saw it, looked at Feng Kui's head, snorted coldly, put on his sleeves, and a piece of emerald green ribbon tied to his slender waist suddenly rolled up, and the sound of hunting, followed the master and then flew out of the teahouse.

Feng Kui smiled bitterly and gently stepped on the ground under his feet, like an arrow from the string. He also flew away from the teahouse, leaving a sound of amazement in the teahouse alone.

barren mountains, dead grass, morning light.

Kurong Daojun stopped on a sand dune, stood still with the two disciples, pressed Yang Songhe's back with one hand, and was healing him. He didn't look at the wind head standing not far away.

At this moment, only Qian Xifeng and Feng Kui look at each other.

Feng Kui smiled and raised his voice, "Xi Chan Taoist friend, I dare to ask how I can resolve the hatred in your heart. After all, those unpleasant things are not my original intention, but the conspiracy and trick planned by someone. At that time, we were just pawns in other people's game, and we were more or less unable to be ourselves.

Qian Xi cicada sneered: "Do you want to shirk?! Resolve the hatred in my heart, unless you die. At the beginning, did you do little to help the violent scholar plot the position of my father's master? Don't pretend to be pitiful in front of me. It's all your excuse. While Qian Xi cicada spoke, he never mentioned the fact that Feng Kui bulli bullied her at the beginning. He was afraid that others would know that because she was already unclean, he hated her and looked down on her.

Feng Kui's intention to atone for his sins, so he didn't mention it. Most of their words brought the real hatred. Others heard that they didn't know what the two had, and they had to live and die. Feng Kui smiled bitterly and said, "Do you want me to die? My life can't be gone now. Only this one, I can't satisfy the cicada's Taoist friends. I should try my best to meet other requirements until you dispel your hatred. Feng Kui's words were serious, which did not mean any pretentiousness.

Qian Xi cicada hesitated slightly. On that day, she was in the cottage of Tianzhang Mountain, and she had experienced the scene where she was beaten by her father's men and blood all over. Unfortunately, at that time, she was tied her hands and blocked her mouth, and she could not kill Feng Kui Shou with her own hands. Originally, she thought that Feng Kui could not escape the disaster and was dead, but when she saw her father's death and the smoky appearance in the cottage, she did not have any hope of survival, and the hatred would naturally cease to exist with her fragrance. Unfortunately, everything was not like this. She was rescued by the withered Taoist king, and Feng Kui Shou also survived.

Originally, she thought that Feng Kui's head was dead, and the hatred of humiliation had gradually disappeared in her heart, but unexpectedly, when she met today, she saw that Feng Kui's head was safe and sound, and the hatred in her heart rekindled.

Kurong Daojun suddenly sighed and slowly said, "Xi cicada, people who practice Taoism are different from mortals. We can surpass the so-called etiquette and dogma. We don't have to be stuck. We can't have a resentment in our hearts, which makes our minds not smooth and hinders the way of seeking Taoism. As a teacher, you have high hopes for you. You can't disappoint me as a teacher. I will take your brother to the distance to heal his wounds first. I think this little friend's sincerity is enough. Don't be too persistent and have to forgive others. After a ray of incense, I will return here and go to the Sun Lake together.

Early | Yang Songhe, who was discouraged, seemed to want to be too embarrassed when he heard the master's words to Qian Xi cicada. He was very unwilling. Before leaving, he did not forget to say to his sister Qian Xi cicada fiercely: "Sister, you have to deal with this person well and never let him go easily, otherwise the karma in your heart will be removed, and your heart will still not be unclean. Peace..."

When Kurong Daojun heard this, he just sighed and was disappointed, so he took Yang Songhe away from this place.

The expression on Qian Xi's face was slightly sad, and his eyes looked coldly at Feng Kui's head and clenched his fists. His nails couldn't help but be buckled into the palm of his hand and shed a little blood.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Qian Xi cicada said coldly.

Feng Kui shook his head, looked calm and sighed, "I know how much you hate me. I didn't escape today, which is my sincerity to atone for my sins. If you want to kill me, come and kill me. I was happy to suffer it, and it's not a big deal. Feng Kui's first words don't matter.

Qian Xi cicada didn't believe the words of the wind's head. He shouted coldly and really killed him. He turned around and danced, bringing out a series of blue shadows. The green light on his slender palm was full of vitality. Suddenly, the green light turned yellow, which gave people a sense of transformation from prosperity to withering. It was desolate and tragic, and that palm was For a moment, it was imprinted on the chest of Feng Kui's head.

The strong force and a trace of strange force containing withered and withered bang, completely entered the body of the wind, making his heart suddenly pause. His throat was sweet, opened his mouth and spit out bleeding, and he couldn't stand under his feet. He retreated one after another. It was not until ten steps away that he was fixed and wiped the remaining blood stains from the corners of his mouth. The muscles on my face couldn't help but ** because of the severe pain and exclaimed, "It turns out that you are so powerful, much smarter than Yang Songhe, but this palm can't kill me. Come back!"

Qian Xi cicada was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Feng Kui Shou really did not return or resist. He did not look like he was going to death, but revenge was born in the robber's nest and grew up in the robber' nest. There was another iron-blooded fierceness in his daughter's tenderness, so even if he saw Feng Kui did so, He was not soft-hearted, and his footsteps moved like butterflies wearing flowers. His palms waved the glory of thousands of plants and trees, one palm after another, hitting the wind's head.

The flower face in the empty door has already noticed the badness of Feng Kui's head and exclaimed, "A Kui, are you really looking for death? If you don't resist, how many more palms can you eat her? You...you still want to pick Mother's milk for me!"

Feng Kui smiled with difficulty in his consciousness and conveyed his meaning to Hua Rong: "Don't worry, what Feng Kui said will always be fulfilled. There is a divine power of the sea to protect me. For a while, I can't die. I know it. This money Xichan, I hurt her too deeply, and there has always been a trace of guilt in my heart. Today, I have made this wish and fulfilled the trace of guilt in my heart.

Bum! Bang! Bang!

The last palm of Qian Xi cicada fell, and Feng Kui's head was already weak, and his body flew backwards and fell into the sand. There was only one breath left. If it hadn't been for the divine power of the sea to protect him, he would have died at this moment.

Qian Xi cicada beat violently, exhausted his strength, his chest fluctuated, gasped repeatedly, and his face was full of pale color. Looking at the wind that fell to the ground but did not die, he finally no longer looked cold and violent. At this moment, it seemed that a poor woman was so helpless and weak. The corners of her eyes were wet, and her eyes suddenly looked at Feng Kui's head and couldn't help shouting, "Why, why aren't you dead yet? Why..."

The shout became more and more sad, and finally it became a sob.

Feng Kui got up with difficulty and asked calmly in a weak voice, "Do you have to kill me?"

Qian Xi cicada fell to the ground weakly, held his knees, buried his head in his arms, and his crying gradually became clear. He said to himself, "I'm going to kill you... I want to kill..."

In her heart, what she hates most is that Feng Kui occupies her, but she disdains her body. This is the biggest humiliation in her heart, and even the humiliation that she feels ashamed and afraid of herself.