Guardian Chapter 117: Angrily Kill Yan Mu Bo

   Kicked open the door of the east wing, and saw the family members of the refugees who were taken in by the elders in the village.

  Chen Feng shot again with anger, punched and kicked, and threw the person out of the window.

  "Whoever steps on a horse doesn't open his eyes." The door next door opened, and Yan Zhengchun, who was carrying his trousers and tying his belt, just walked out and met the angry red-eyed Chen Feng.

  "You are a nosy gangster again." Yan Zhengchun cried out and pushed Chen Feng, "Get out of the way."

  "I told you to get out of the way, I hear you." Yan Zhengchun didn't push two of them, and simply stopped pushing. The old **** was playing his own mind, slightly raising his head and squinting his eyes to look at Chen Feng, "How to drop, When I am the captain of the soul of the town? The minister of Xiaoqiu is in charge of the head of the tomb?"

  Yan Zhengchun said as he said, he poked his finger at Chen Feng’s chest, with an extremely arrogant attitude, "What do you want with a red eye? Want to eat people? I'm giving you the courage."

  There is a big noise here.

  The people who lived in the village’s hometown temporarily, gathered around.

  Chen Mingting and Ou Julian just glanced at them, and they probably understood what was going on.

  The two of them were angry and stood behind Chen Feng without saying a word.

  Among the soul ambassadors, some have a nervous expression, some have a calm expression, and some secretly prepare to touch the guy.

  Chen Feng's chest rises and falls, and he endures his anger and asks Yan Zhengchun, "Bad Jianliang's family? You are still not a human being."

Not waiting for Yan Zhengchun to reply, Chen Feng looked around for another week, and angrily said: "My colleagues who do not have a female family member, if it is the village's hometown, it is you, what would you think?"

  "The village elder kindly kept you overnight for a delicious and delicious hospitality, but you were bullied by someone?"

  "Our Soul Town Division does not have this rule, ah, but anyone with a conscience can't do things that are inferior to pigs and dogs."

  Looking at many soul-savers lowering their heads, Yan Zhengchun felt that his majesty had been greatly challenged.

   He laughed angrily, turned back into the house, dragged out the youngest girl among the refugees, pulled her hair in front of Chen Feng, and yelled: "What's wrong with sleeping with a refugee? The soldiers are in a mess. The refugees are not as cheap as dogs. It is the source of the chaos. Go and find out who has never slept with the vagrants. How can you drop it? I will not only sleep today, but also sleep in front of you."

  Yan Zhengchun said, he went to untie his pants in front of Chen Feng.

  Chen Feng glanced at that girl, and couldn't hold back her anger anymore...Cao Nima, looking at the girl's scared and silly immature appearance, she was still a minor.

  "What can I do? Huh?" Chen Feng turned around and drew his waist knife from Chen Mingting's waist. Before turning around, he slashed with one blow without any reservation, and shouted angrily: "I can squeeze the horse."

  An angry shot, with a sharp blow.

  I saw a flash of light from the knife, and mercury flooded the ground.

  Yan Zhengchun stared blankly at the place where the blood was slowly oozing from his chest.

  A straight line of blood running down the top of the forehead gradually became clear.

  Yan Zhengchun hasn't breathed, staring, his face is incredible, pointing to Chen Feng, and just as he says "You...", he heard a sigh of relief.

  Blood line rushes into the bleeding column.

   Yan Zhengchun's body split into two with a clatter.

  The body was divided into two halves, still subconsciously doing closed convulsions and convulsions, smooth and flat cutting edges, at this moment, it was only at this moment that the visceral viscera was gushing out like a flood.

  From the drawing of a knife to Yan Zhengchun's Qi Jue.

  From beginning to end, no one can see how Chen Feng made the knife.

  Just listened to the sound of pulling a knife out of its sheath, and the next moment, Yan Zhengchun was stunned.

  The next moment, Yan Zhengchun splits into two, forming two pork chops.

  The audience was so quiet that needles fell.

  The scabbard on Chen Mingting's waist was still swaying, he subconsciously grabbed the swaying scabbard, raised his right hand and put it down again, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

  Ou Julian screamed out of joy, and then changed his mind with a worried look. This Chen Fengnang cut the official, but he committed a big taboo, and the yamen could not tolerate this and other things, so he should be cut according to the law.

  He couldn't think of a countermeasure for a while, his heart moved slightly, and even the mind of killing the soul-suppressing envoy who was present was up.

  The soul-suppressing envoys were stunned on the spot, their eyes were unbelievable, and he never thought that Chen Feng, as Qiu Chen, not only hacked the tomb master Yan Zhengchun, but also split people into two with a single knife.

  The power of this knife is like thunder.

  Quietly Qiu Chen, how terrifying is his strength?

  Remembering that he broke the history of the Soul Master Division and was promoted from the title of Soul Master, everyone couldn’t help but think of an absurd thought, “There are thirteen in the front of the Tian Ji group, and eleven in the back. ".

  Chen Feng slashed Yan Zhengchun with a single knife, and his thoughts were extremely understanding.

  There are some things that can be regarded as blind.

  Some people can ignore them completely.

  But there are some things and some people, you can’t ignore them.

  Born to be human.

  Be personal first.

  ***Female, beasts are not as good as...Chen Feng sipped at Yan Zhengchun's corpse, and slammed the knife to the ground, calmly.

  Chen Feng thought very clearly, if Jin Fengwei condemned himself to death without asking what was the cause, then this soul-guarding secretary would not wait.

  Catch it with one's hands? Chen Feng never thought about it.

  "Or, let's run." Ou Julian hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth, and whispered behind Chen Feng: "Not far from here is the vast Canglan Mountains. Brother Chen, let the sky be high."

  Chen Mingting’s loud voice, rarely whispered, "Don’t worry, your Kyoto family, I and Ou Julian will take care of it."

  Chen Feng's heart warmed, and he shook his head silently.

  He is waiting, at least deep down in his heart, he still doesn’t want to leave the Department of Soul Rehabilitation. This job requires less money and closer home, and it can also be called a Soul Reward.

  The soul-suppressing envoy of Yan Zhengchun's team saw Chen Feng cut the Shangguan.

  Many people drew out their waist swords, their faces hesitated, they wanted to capture Chen Feng, and they were afraid of his power of the sword. Moreover, the people who were in the same line with Yan Zhengchun were not the whole team, and not all the people who drew the sword wanted Perhaps the arrest of Chen Feng was due to the herd mentality, or perhaps because of seeing Shangguan being beheaded, due to a subconscious action.

  In any case, the soul of the drew sword hesitated and only dared to surround Chen Feng faintly.

The voice of   咵咵咵 came out.

   Cao Guangxiao, expressionless like a cold poker, led the people in.

  See the Shangguan of the same level as Yan Zhengchun appear.

   Yan Zhengchun's three henchmen who were beaten and kicked by Chen Feng suddenly shouted, "Cao Tomb, you came just right, Chen Fengmu is lawless, kill Yan Tomb."

  Cao Guangxiao's eyes condensed slightly, his eyes patrolled around the wing for a week, and he deliberately stayed on the bodies of Chen Feng and Yan Zhengchun for a few more breaths.

  Cao Guangxiao waved his hand and shouted: "Take it down."

  Chen Feng's heart tightened and he sighed slightly. It seemed that he was inhumane. He thought he could wait until the old boss's impartial treatment. Even if it was not impartially handled, he would at least ask one or two questions.

  I never thought that the cold-faced and warm-hearted Uncle Cao, who he respected, would come up to get someone without asking the reasons.

  Chen Feng's heart was aching. The reason why he didn't run away had a deeper consideration. If he ran away, he would definitely affect one of the person in charge, Cao Guangxiao.

  Cao Guangxiao, this person, when he was a member of the Tianji group Qiuchen, secretly took care of the family of Uncle No. 5, without saying anything, and acting without ambiguity.

  Chen Feng's first night on the night, fought side by side with him at the gambling shop, and drank and confided in the second half of the night, knowing that he was a sad person with a cold surface and a righteous heart.

  Chen Feng thought that there was a friend worthy of being made.

  At this time, Cao Guangxiao "takes down" with an implied anger, and directly shatters Chen Feng's fantasy.

  The sound of drawing a knife, Yan Zhengchun's three confidantes, from a small figure to a full of stunned.

  "Take... you got it wrong." Yan Zhengchun couldn't believe it, and was put a knife on his neck by the soul of the town, and shouted: "The murderer is Chen Feng. Why should I wait?"

  Chen Feng was still wondering if he wanted to break out of the siege, and went to Kyoto to pick up Liuli and Xiao Sang, desperate for the world, the next moment the situation reversed.

   Cao Guangxiao said to win, not to win himself, but to win the three messy spirit calmers.

  "You are the one who took it." Cao Guangxiao gave up, revealing the old, tearful, sad village elder.

  Cao Guangxiao’s face was even colder, and he said coldly: "Well, *** girl, if it weren’t for the village elder to report insults, I don’t even know that there are things in the Soul Township Department that you and others are not a thing. Suppress it first. Fifty sticks, take care of them carefully, and you will not be able to get away until I tell you the penalty for beheading and beheading another day."

  "I'm not convinced, Chen Feng killed Uncle Yan Mu, according to the law..."

  "Are you teaching the chief to do things?" Cao Guangxiao's brows condensed, and he hit the soul-killing finger, and directly clicked the screaming soul-suppressing envoy into a dumb mouth.

  The three of them were dragged down, crackling with a stick, and their voices changed from howling like a pig to howling like a squirrel. The law enforcement envoy seemed to be uncomfortable with the behavior of the three, and used real energy, if not for it. To save the life of the Secretary, don't say fifty sticks for these three people, twenty sticks will have to breathe.

  "As for Chen Feng." Cao Guangxiao glanced at Yan Zhengchun on the ground, his face expressionless, as if he was doing business in business, "When this official Feige passes on the letter, I will ask Mrs. Feng, you have your own conclusion. During the period, the foot is not allowed. Going out."

  This punishment, anyone with a discerning eye knows that it is partial.

  But who cares? Except for Yan Zhengchun’s soul-saver from Yan Zhengchun, who is in a complicated mood, only Cao Guangxiao’s subordinates are left. The only second Yan Mu is dead. It is not Cao Mu who has the final say. .

  Foot-footing is not just a literal meaning.

  Chen Feng put on fetters and dragged an iron ball behind his feet, which was really forbidden.

  Such a big scandal.

  The people from the Town Soul Division have no face to stay at their home in the village.

  I borrowed the threshing dam site at the head of the village, and used the straw pile for a while, and I will prepare to leave tomorrow morning.

  There are still many refugees near the threshing field.

  Cao Guangxiao ordered people to make hot porridge and distribute it.

  It’s one thing to get along well, and there are deeper considerations.

  These are still the war in Tanzhou just after the war. Come out early, you can find refugees on the road.

  The further you go, the more chaotic you are.

  Don't talk about food on the way, even the bark is gone.

  Feeding these refugees, at least in the middle of the night, there is no need to worry about others using the courage to steal food.

  Extremely hungry refugees, their lives are almost gone, but no one cares if you are an official.

  Not to mention mosquito bites at night, the smoke of wormwood makes people scold Yan Zhengchun as a bastard.

  Just say the village elder.

  The family was harmed by Yan Zhengchun.

  The more I think about it, the more panic I get.

  Since I was washing my hands with the golden basin, I have been doing good deeds every day to benefit the village. The refugees lacked food and clothing. They took out their wealth, put on porridge and added clothes, and took in a few families of orphans and widows. Good reward, bad, such an unsuspecting disaster.

  The village elder’s daughter-in-law cried into tears, heartbroken, and repeatedly said, "It’s all on you, you were a thief, and you did all the damaging **** things. Now it’s good, old and old, bad retribution. "

  "Do you think I want to, ah." The village elder lifted his trouser legs and pointed to the rows of sealed acupuncture points. The road can benefit the people. I never thought it was, but it was a real thief who made money for it."

The old wife of the    village sighed and said: "The name of the bandit is not good to say, but at that time there was a fairy family, it looks like now, the wife and daughter of the family are bullied, and you have to swallow."

  "This tone is unbearable." As soon as the old village wears his clothes, he dug out a set of outfits from the cellar where the sweet potatoes are stored, and rushes out of the village overnight.

  The old villager walked all the way up the mountain road in the dark, and he was walking on the ground in the dark, which shows how familiar he is with these winding mountain roads.

  I don’t know how long I have been away.

  The village elder changed his outfit and learned how to crow at an ancient tree with a crooked neck.

  Why don’t others learn how to call crows?

  This mountain is very famous.

   is one of the forests near the Four Sacred Mountains, named Yaqueling.

  Yes.

  It is the predecessor of Chen Feng who was taken by bandits and sold to Yaqueling, who was almost fried by the harpy.

  The old lady Lin Xiaomu, the python demon, got the essence of Kunpeng's legacy from the crow demon.

  The place where Lin Xiaomu and half-python elder brother Lin Mang grew up.

  The place where Lin Xiaomu made the demon-cutting small banner and used it as a protective umbrella, and later sold it backhand.

  Since the bird-monster in Yaqueling was flattened by the Demon Slayer Hall.

  This place is not empty.

  It won’t be white. The immortals of the Four Sacred Mountains have raised a group of thieves.

  This feng shui treasure place has naturally become one of the dens of bandits.

  Xiangshui Village, an old villager, was a small leader of bandits when he was young.

  When Lin Enda was still Xiaolin, he was exchanged by his father to receive apprentices at the home of Master Carving Master Lao Wang. Lin Enda was beaten up, and when he was running into the forest, he encountered the python demon who was crossing the thunder and the robbery. The lightning rod killed her.

  The python demon thanked Xiaolin by guarding him when he grew up and became his wife.

  Lin Enda grew up and returned to the town. Xiao Wang, who was mailed at home, was jealous and wanted to ruin him. However, he could not steal the chicken and was swallowed alive by the python demon. The old Wang came to the door to make trouble. In addition, the python demon gave the Yaqueling bird demon a transformation pill to kill Wangjiazhuang, and the bird demon subcontracted it to Aunt Huang of the Four Sacred Mountains. Aunt Huang dispatched the bandit and destroyed Wangjiazhuang overnight. Up.

  This village elder, coincidentally, also participated in the destruction of Wangjiazhuang.

  Just now this outfit is the costume of a bandit.

  He called several crows.

  On the tree with a crooked neck that looks unusual.

  There was a sound from the gurgling.

  "Mushrooms, where do you go, and what price?" (Who and where?)

  The old villager replied: "Hey! Whatever you want, and if you want to have milk, I came to my mother. Those who miss my parents, the uncle of the child will come!" (Look for a companion.)

  (From "Lin Haixueyuan")

  A pair of black words and soups.

  Hung a bamboo basket from the tree with a crooked neck.

  Two bandits carrying knives in the bamboo basket jumped out.

  Several torches lit up all around.

The old villager    grinned bitterly, "Brother, elder brother, I'm bad, don't you always remember Xiangshui Village? Help me take revenge, Xiangshui Village is yours."

  This old thing.

  For revenge.

  Take the folks from the whole village.

  Sold.

  ……