Chapter 57 Evil Chen Feng?

"Take the silver ticket back! My disciple of Tianjimen is to eliminate demons and demons as his own responsibility, and he will not be greedy for money. As Chen Feng said, he also looked at the silver ticket slightly.

Although silver tickets are of no use to spiritual practitioners, money is indispensable if you want to enjoy the luxurious life of ordinary people.

Cultivating spirits is a long road. Demons and demons are beaten and killed all day long, and as for the enjoyment of materials, it is generally forbidden by spiritual practitioners.

However, for Chen Feng, his spiritual cultivation has a system, and it is very simple to upgrade and upgrade the realm. If you don't enjoy life in the world, won't you be sorry for living again!

The bureaucrats saw it in their eyes, but they scolded in their hearts. There were already a thousand taels of silver here, and they didn't know enough. These were all obtained by him squeezing people's oil. He really felt a little heartache when he gave them out like this. However, the official level crushes people to death. This boy is a very human! This is the existence of gods!

The bureaucrat's trembling hand took out another one hundred taels of silver notes.

"Damn it! Send the begd!" Chen Feng didn't look at it and said secretly in his heart. He seemed to be a little angry.

The bureaucrat sweated coldly, and this lion opened his mouth! Fortunately, you are still a disciple of Tianjimen, and it is his duty to eliminate demons. If he hadn't been in trouble, he would not have been willing to take out so much money.

Originally, I was in trouble, but I couldn't find anyone to help. Although the other party was just a small family, now he has found a spiritualist.

Originally, I planned to give up my idea, but who knows, a Tianjimen disciple came to his government office. The product of Tianjimen must be a boutique. Naturally, the other party's spiritual practitioners are not enough!

At the beginning, he was worried that the disciples of Tianjimen were all righteous. I'm afraid that they could not buy them with money, but now he was worried that he hoped that this stinky boy could have a smaller lion's mouth.

Originally, it was packed in a small box, which made people think a lot, but it didn't seem to work.

At this time, 5,000 taels of silver tickets had been put down on the table, but Chen Feng still did not open his eyes.

Sweating profusely, the bureaucrats have given up their ideas. Although the beauty is beautiful, the lion's mouth is a bottomless hole.

Seeing that the bureaucrat wanted to recover the silver ticket, Chen Feng also sneered.

This smile made the bureaucrats tremble and trembled all over.

Small sample, the money you took out and still want to take it back. You don't know how many gold coins and the best equipment I used to cheat in the game. If you cheat this little money, you should burn incense and worship Buddha.

At the beginning of the game, there were countless people he cheated, and even NPCs were cheated by him!

After sneering, he smiled faintly. My lord, I think you should have encountered some trouble! We are talking about justice, not money. If you have anything, just say it!"

Bureaucrats have been wandering in the officialdom for so many years. Seeing that Chen Feng is smiling and not greedy for money, as a spiritualist, he calls him an adult, he knows that such a smiling tiger is the most terrible!

Chen Feng smiled faintly. It turned out that this fat-headed and big-eared bureaucrat took a fancy to a young lady from a small family in the imperial city. Originally forced by his official position, the He family had to agree to the marriage.

But a spiritualist was killed halfway. How can a spiritualist be compared with ordinary people?

With such a respectable face, he even wants to marry Miss Qianjin as his wife. This is really stupid to talk in his sleep!" My lord, don't worry, it's just a cultivator. I'll solve it for you. However, since it is one of the four beauties in the imperial city, this number is naturally not small.

At this time, Chen Feng opened his mouth directly and spoke quickly. Ten thousand taels of silver, I'll accompany you to He's house now.

The bureaucrat is already bleeding in his heart, but now it's hard to get off. Even if he doesn't want to marry Miss He, he can't.

Chen Feng crossed his legs and sneered while drinking tea, making the bureaucrat dare to say a word.

Chen Feng's face has completely changed a lot now, and he doesn't have the same as before. Go ahead! ..." Relying on his identity as a spiritualist and a disciple of Tianjimen, he did not dare to say no to this corrupt official.

"Young hero... I'm going to go..." Looking at Chen Feng holding the spiritual sword in his hand and touching the blade, the bureaucrat turned pale with fear and left.

Ten thousand taels of silver, for a bureaucrat in the imperial city, although it can be taken out, it is definitely not a small amount.

He sneered and got this money. He had to enjoy leaving in Huangling City. As for helping this bureaucrat marry everyone's daughter, he didn't think about it.

He must get rid of such corrupt officials who harm the girl of the good family, which is also a kind of harm for the people. For the people, these corrupt officials who are full of fat intestines are also harmful to the people.

After a while, at this time, the master had sent the overseas documents to Chen Feng. He lowered his head and didn't even dare to look at the spiritual practitioner.

This boy doesn't look like a monk, but a hooligan!

Putting the document in his arms, Chen Feng sneered on his face. It's nothing to do with you here. Go down!"

The master did not dare to speak. He lowered his head and retreated. Looking at the sneer on the boy's face, his heart also trembled.

It didn't take long for Chen Feng to wait, and the bureaucrat brought another 5,000 taels of silver. The old man seems to have a lot of money, and this time he must squeeze the corrupt official clean.

Chen Feng put 10,000 taels of silver in his arms and smiled on his face. Let's go! ...Now you take me to He's house. I'm going to see what kind of spiritualist he is."

"Yes, yes, yes..." The bureaucrats kept nodding and saying. Although they lost 10,000 taels of silver tickets, it was definitely worth it to get that stunning beauty!

In the carriage, Chen Feng and the bureaucrat came to the door of the He family. The He family was indeed a small family, and the house was also a little simple.

Watching the bureaucrats bring people to come, some family officials also hurried to inform.

And Chen Feng, the bureaucrat's minion, hurried forward and threw the doorkeeper directly out.

The bureaucrats are secretly proud. This thug is really awesome. It seems that this ten thousand taels is really worth it! However, I just don't know if I can be like this when I meet the spiritual practitioners who help the He family.

Walking into the door of the He family, Chen Feng shouted. Mr. He, hand over Miss He Siqi, or I will destroy you all over.

"What a big tone. Today I'm going to see if you have such ability!" As soon as Chen Feng's words fell, a voice had reached Chen Feng's ears.

Sure enough, he is a practitioners, but feeling the fluctuation of this spiritual power, Chen Feng smiled coldly. Does such strength dare to come out and make a fool of himself?

Looking at the man in his early twenties, Chen Feng said coldly. It's just a practicer in the early stage of the spiritual gathering. I can destroy you with one hand. Go back quickly!" With such a big tone, he didn't pay attention to the other party at all. This time, he came here to make a scene, which naturally had his purpose.

The man originally wanted to scold, but he couldn't feel the aura fluctuation of the other party. Obviously, the difference between himself and the other party was too big! And most importantly, he actually found that the teenager was wearing the clothes of a disciple of Tianjimen.

Tianjimen is Taishan Beidou, and its disciples can never become the minions of bureaucrats. Are you a disciple of Tianjimen? The man doesn't believe that this arrogant teenager in front of him is a disciple of Tianjimen. There can never be such a disciple in Tianjimen!

A cold smile. Do you think my clothes are fake?

This dress is indeed not wrong. As a practicer, this man naturally recognizes the clothes of the disciples of Tianjimen, and this is also the clothes of the disciples of the inner door. It seems that the boy's strength must be far above himself. As a disciple of Tianjimen, why do you work for the tiger? You should eliminate harm for the people.

After listening to the other party's words, Chen Feng just smiled coldly. What about the Tianji Gate? As the descendant of the head, do you think the rules of ordinary disciples can restrain me? The smile is so natural and rampant.

"Tell you, I'm going to decide this person, or I will destroy the He family, including you." After saying that, where Chen Feng stood majestically, he pointed out with one hand, which made the other party's spiritualist's face change dramatically.

This boy is the heir of the head of Tianji. How is this possible? The head of Tianji is upright, and there are countless demons. The disciples will not be so visionless!

"You fake, pretending to be a man is a death penalty." At this time, the spiritualist had determined that the teenager was a fake.

This boy must have a magic weapon to hide his spiritual power. He doesn't believe that he can have more ability than himself at such a young age.

This boy is only seventeen or eight years old, and he is in the early stage of spiritual gathering. Of course, if he is a real disciple of Tianjimen, he may become a spiritual practitioners in the spiritual gathering period at the age of seventeen or eight.

The spiritual sword is in hand, and the man has stabbed out of the sword, with aura flow on the blade to enhance the attack power of the sword.

Chen Feng sneered. The Phantom of a Thousand Machines. No matter how many swords the opponent stabs, he can easily dodge the past.

"The art of carving insects." After saying that, this palm is not ordinary. This is a fusion of thousands of magic hands and his strength.

This palm hit out, and countless palm shadows shook. Suddenly, the spiritual man was shocked and flew out by the palm, and his mouth quickly spit out blood.

All the attacks of the spiritual man were vulnerable, and at this time, he rolled on the ground awkwardly.

Chen Feng came forward, kicked the man out with one foot, and hit the wall in the distance.

The sound of "Boom..." sounded, and the walls collapsed. Suddenly, the dust and smoke flew, and the spiritual man was also buried in the broken bricks.

Climbing out of the pile of bricks, the spiritual man was unable to stand up, and he could only look at Chen Feng fiercely.

At this moment, no matter how much he hates the other party, he can only look angry.