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Chapter nine hundred and eighty first Shen Feiyun downcast(1/2)

Mr. Long raised his eyebrows, looked at Qin Feiyang's hand, and said with a smile: "Do you want a hero to save a beauty?"

The smile is a little scary.

The woman in red secretly cried out, and quickly sent a message to Qin Feiyang: "Sir, stop quickly, you can't mess with him."

Qin Feiyang smiled lightly and said: "This matter started because of us, but after all, we are the ones who got you involved, so let me end it!"

He didn't send a message.

The woman in red looked stunned.

This kind of confident tone and proud demeanor are not what an adventurer should have at all.

Do these three people have a lot of background?

"Ha ha……"

However.

Mr. Long, however, looked up and laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

Qin Feiyang laughed and said, "Is it so funny?"

"If it's not funny, will I laugh?"

"I think you're just here to make fun of me."

"Finish?"

"How do you want it to end?"

"kill me?"

"Do you have the courage?"

"Let me tell you, as long as I lose a hair here, you will never leave Qinghai City."

"Ha ha……"

After Mr. Long finished speaking, he laughed again, with contempt in his eyes.

"Yeah?"

Qin Feiyang raised the corner of his mouth, exerted slight force with his five fingers, and a clicking sound suddenly resounded.

He crushed Master Long's wrist.

"ah……"

Mr. Long, who was laughing, immediately let out a howl like a slaughtering pig, broke out in cold sweat, and his face instantly turned pale.

"Save the young master quickly!"

The two dozen guards suddenly changed their colors and rushed towards Qin Feiyang.

"roll!"

Qin Feiyang shouted violently, roaring with Shengwei, and fluttering his black hair.

A moment.

The guards were all thrown away as if they were struck by lightning, spitting blood and screaming miserably.

"He is also a war saint!"

The onlookers turned pale with horror.

The old man in black who was always silent could not help but shrink his pupils.

boom!

Steep!

A terrifying pressure surged out of the old man in black.

This is also Holy Power!

And it’s stronger than Qin Feiyang!

Two-star war saint!

He glanced at Wang You'er and Mr. Hao, then looked at Qin Feiyang, and said in a deep voice: "Young man, Qinghai City is not a place for you to run wild."

The words have fallen!

The old man in black took a step forward, raised his big old hand, and went straight to Qin Feiyang's heart.

Qin Feiyang squinted at the old man in black, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

boom!

And just as the old man in black approached, an even more terrifying holy power emerged.

The old man in black was immediately imprisoned and could not move at all.

"This Holy Power..."

Everyone looked at Wang Youer with shock in their eyes.

She is also a victor!

And his cultivation seems to be stronger than those two young men!

Wang Youer hid her aura, so everyone always thought that she was just a vase of no use.

But I never expected that she is a big bs.

Then comes the problem.

With such terrifying strength at such a young age, who are these three people?

The old man in black had a gloomy look in his eyes. He had obviously realized that he had hit an iron plate this time, but he was not nervous at all.

"Three of you, we are from the City Lord's Mansion."

"And this Young Master Long is the only son of the Lord of the City, so you'd better think clearly before taking action."

The old man in black said.

The threat in his words was not concealed at all.

"The son of the city lord?"

Mr. Hao was stunned and frowned: "You mean, he is Shen Feiyun's son?"

"Be bold!"

"How can you call the Lord City Lord by his first name?"

The old man in black scolded.

Mr. Hao was too lazy to pay attention to him. He looked at Mr. Yanlong, shook his head and sighed: "Shen Feiyun was considered a figure in the city of God back then, but he didn't expect that he would teach such a scum son."

"this……"

The old man in black was stunned.

Although Shen Feiyun is the lord of Qinghai City, he rarely appears in front of others.

As for his past deeds, very few people know about him.

But this man actually knew.

Could it be said that these three people are from the divine city?

"I want to see who is so bold and dares to talk about me behind my back."

Sudden.

A hoarse voice sounded.

Follow closely.

A middle-aged man, holding a wine bottle, staggered into the trading floor.

This man was in his forties, with an eye-catching scar at the corner of his eye. His face was covered with stubble, his clothes were disheveled, his hair was in a mess, and he smelled of alcohol, making him look like a sloppy drunk.

"Greetings to the Lord of the City."

When the people around him saw this man, they all bowed and saluted.

"City Lord?"

Qin Feiyang was stunned.

Is this drunkard Shen Feiyun?

This was very different from what he imagined Shen Feiyun would be.

To know.

Shen Feiyun was once a person who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Gongsun Bei. Even if he came to Qinghai City, he would not be in such a state of despair!

at the same time.
To be continued...
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