"Feng...Feng Wannian..."

Lu Chaoyang was like plucking green onions from a dry land, and he was suddenly awakened. Five years later, when he saw this familiar face again, the memories and fears that had been trapped in his heart came back like a countercurrent.

In five years, he thought he was enough to stand proud in front of others and trample this once arrogant man under his feet.

However, when they met again, the anger that Lu Chaoyang had built up in his heart suddenly evaporated, for no reason at all.

"Feng Wannian, you...you are really hiding in a place like this..." Jiang Xianxian's eyes narrowed and he gritted his teeth.

"Why are you so nervous? Sit down."

Feng Wannian sat down on his own, filled himself a glass of wine, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Ruyiju's Jinquan Brewing costs thirty taels of silver per pot...it's different for a rich and wealthy family..." Feng Wannian narrowed his eyes and said.

Lu Chaoyang and Jiang Xianxian glanced at each other, calmed down a little, and sat down.

"I asked you to sit down... but you actually sat down."

At this moment, a cold voice slowly rumbled in the quiet box. In an instant, the wine glass on the table exploded suddenly, like a silver screen breaking through, like swordsmen clashing.

A chilling atmosphere filled the air, and the moonlight pouring in through the window seemed freezing to the bone.

"you……"

Jiang Xianxian's expression suddenly changed, and he subconsciously stood up again and took two steps back.

Lu Chaoyang's movement lasted for half a beat, and the chair beneath him exploded violently, splinters of wood flying, piercing directly into the flesh, shaking away all the inner energy running through the strange meridians.

"Pfft..."

Lu Chaoyang's face trembled, a mouthful of scarlet blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his horrified eyes were full of shock and fear.

Over the past five years, this monster has become more and more terrifying.

Just like his father once said, a sword can last for ten thousand years, neither a human nor a monster.

"Feng Wannian... it's really Feng Wannian... out of the thirteen Xuanmen Sword Monuments, he only created three [Sword Seeds]. He..."

Jiang Xianxian's body trembled involuntarily.

Thirteen Swords Monument, at the entrance of Dongmen Street.

Among those little guys back then, only three of them resonated with the sword monument and became sword species.

Feng Wannian is one of them, and he is also the most terrifying one.

"Don't be nervous. We haven't seen each other for a long time. We meet old friends again. I'm joking with you." A warm smile appeared on Feng Wannian's face and he made a gesture of invitation.

"Sit down, sit down, we are all acquaintances, don't be formal."

Feng Wannian looked extremely enthusiastic.

However, Lu Chaoyang and Jiang Xianxian had solemn expressions on their faces, their eyes were as if they were walking on thin ice, and they had no intention of sitting down.

They know very well that this man is more terrifying than he was five years ago. He is just a monster in human skin.

"Aren't you even going to sit down? Your kindness was rejected..."

Feng Wannian put down his wine glass with some disappointment and sighed, only to hear a loud bang.

The two people's right arms seemed to be twisted by an invisible force, and the flesh and skin fell apart like twists. Scarlet blood stained the delicacies on the table.

"Ahhhh..."

Lu Chaoyang and Jiang Xianxian let out heart-rending screams one after another, their arms drooped like twists, their pale faces no longer had any color at all, and their eyes looking at Feng Wannian became more and more horrifying.

This madman is indeed the same as before...

That night, he killed more than 300 people of his age...like a demon...

"Am I a pig when I step on a horse? I actually ran to a place like this, trying to find him..."

Lu Chaoyang's heart roared again, and he had to admit that after stepping into the Nine Inch Realm, he had indeed drifted away, and he had actually forgotten how terrifying this monster had been.

In five years, won’t people grow?

At this moment, if it weren't for the injuries on his body, Lu Chaoyang really wanted to slap himself twice.

"My friend told me that talking with your head raised is not good for the cervical spine..." Feng Wannian said with great sincerity: "You should also pay attention to spinal strain, which requires regular maintenance."

As soon as they finished speaking, Lu Chaoyang and Jiang Xianxian's bodies trembled violently, and they felt coldness on the backs of their necks, and drops of scarlet blood splashed down.

Their eyes trembled, and they subconsciously reached out to touch, only to find a three-inch long wound slowly emerging, which had just cut through the skin and muscles.

The two of them lowered their heads and sat down timidly, with only their buttocks occupying half of their seats.

"Look, that's right...we're all old friends, so don't be formal."

Feng Wannian enthusiastically took out two new wine glasses and filled them for Lu Chaoyang and Jiang Xianxian respectively.

"Come on, come on, let's see if the relationship is deep or not, who will be bored... I'll do it first out of respect..."

Feng Wannian seemed to be in a very good mood. He raised his glass, raised his head and drank, drinking it all in one gulp.

After finishing his drink, he raised his glass to signal.

"Don't just drink me, you guys are here too... looking down on me?" Feng Wannian was unhappy when he saw that Lu Chaoyang and Jiang Xianxian didn't make any move.

"Oh oh oh... I was abrupt, it's inconvenient for you, right?"

Feng Wannian looked at the injuries of Lu Chaoyang and Jiang Xianxian, slapped himself on the forehead, and cursed himself for being confused.

"It's all my fault... It doesn't matter, it's inconvenient for you, I'll feed you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the wine in the wine glass suddenly boiled, and in an instant, it turned into two white streaks, like sword light splashing out, which actually penetrated the lower abdomen of the two people and went directly into their stomachs.

At this moment, the floor in the box was already stained red with blood, and the dripping water even seeped into the downstairs.

Lu Chaoyang and Jiang Xianxian were swaying, as if they could no longer hold up.

"It's so interesting, I drank it all."

Feng Wannian grinned and then put down the wine glass slowly, with a faint cold look in his slightly condensed eyes.

"You...how can you let us go?" Lu Chaoyang couldn't bear it anymore and asked through gritted teeth.

"Xiao Yangyang, why did you say that? Is this what you should say with your status? When you wanted to murder others, weren't you very tough and awesome?"

Feng Wannian looked surprised, picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of bloody chicken leg, and put it into Lu Chaoyang's bowl.

"My friend said the shape complements the shape, you eat more." Feng Wannian said with concern.

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The next moment, the chicken leg was suddenly minced, and the minced meat and bone dregs penetrated Lu Chaoyang's body like arrows.

Suddenly, his shoulders became like a sieve, even allowing light to pass through.

Such a bloody scene finally brought Jiang Xianxian to the point of collapse.

As for Lu Chaoyang, he didn't even have the strength to hum.

"Come, tell me, you have a hundred ways to prevent him from leaving Longyuan Mansion."

At this moment, Feng Wannian is the most qualified listener, waiting for his old friend's narration.

"It turns out...it turns out you were doing it for that person..."

Lu Chaoyang weakly raised his eyes and murmured softly.

There was a wave of excitement in his heart, and he couldn't believe it. This monster would actually stand up for someone other than himself. It was simply unbelievable.

Bang……

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Chaoyang's teeth suddenly shattered, and white powder mixed with scarlet blood scattered in the air.

"Xiao Yangyang, it's not a good habit to guess other people's thoughts. This... By the way, my friend said this is called lack of quality." Feng Wannian said with a smile.

"Wrong...we were wrong..."

At this moment, Jiang Xianxing fell to his knees with a thud. He knew that if this continued, none of them would be able to walk out of this Ruyi Building and Longyuan Mansion alive.

"We will get out immediately. If we have other thoughts, we will be punished by heaven and earth, and we will not have a good death..."

Jiang Xianxian kowtowed as if pounding garlic, his trembling voice full of fear.

He had no doubt that Feng Wannian would do something that would make them even more desperate and frightened.

Feng Wannian used chopsticks to pick up the dishes on the table without commenting.

Jiang Xianxing seemed to realize something, and quickly pulled Lu Chaoyang. The latter turned pale, fell to his knees with a thud, and finally lowered his head to show his attitude.

"Look...just because we met...you...please let us go...just want a way out. We will leave Longyuan Mansion tomorrow...no, tonight."

Jiang Xianxing was almost crying, his voice was trembling.

Never in his dreams would he forget how terrifying the man in front of him was.

"Lu Chaoyang, you have a hundred ways to keep him from getting out of Longyuan Mansion, but to keep you from getting out, just one is enough."

Feng Wannian stood up slowly, and a cold voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the two of them.

This sentence cuts straight into the soul like a sharp blade, leaving scars that will last forever.
To be continued...