Illusion Chapter 1: Funeral Celebration Crossing

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Chapter 1 Funeral Celebration Crossing (This chapter is free)

"Cough, it ’s a pity, although the young master is a bit mean and shameless, but it ’s okay for us, how can the meridian be broken ..."

"Yes, the meridian is broken, then it will become a waste ..."

"At that time, the young master's training talent was a bit stronger than eldest young master, and it became a waste ..."

"..."

The sighing sympathy around him didn't seem to affect a teenager. A smile of evil spirits still hangs on Yi Feng's face, and the corners of his lips outline a touch of arc, and his bright eyes are full of cynicism.

Five years ago, he survived in an inconceivable eye for everyone, but he was forced to become a waste. Every time they go out, they will be rejected by others.

However, Heaven never bars one's way , the old waste is no longer a waste. He has disappeared for five years. The growth of five years has given him the arrogance and capital. The name of the waste man, he disdains and then excuses.

Yi Feng has traveled to this continent for seven years, and has experienced too much, a little gossip, I have n’t paid attention to it.

Yes, Yi Feng came through.

Yi Feng could n’t have imagined that disturbing the privacy of bridal room could be electrocuted. A group of fox friends took advantage of their alcoholicity, and their life and death depended on the limited edition. One by one, they stole into the bride and groom's new house, as the best man Yi Feng, of course bear the brunt.

But there was a thought that Yi Feng, who had just broken into the bridegroom's new house, tripped over the wire, and the broken wire was put on the Yi Feng who was confused. There is no pain, and I can't see the God who gave birth to children without assholes, but he was abandoned to this strange world.

Yi Feng once doubted that God ’s **** was afraid that his wife would be seduce away, so he threw him into this world.

This must be the reason. I ’m so handsome, and the **** who sells cakes must be worried. Yi Feng thought for a long time and could only find the reason. He shook his head with a wry smile and said helplessly: "The old man is right. If you disturb others ** for a moment, you will be struck by thunder, but you can't split me alone ... … "

"Brother of Dog Day. I keep saying: I have a chance, I must give you a big gift for your second wedding. Uh ... although I am playing, you will not have the idea of ​​a second wedding. But, this big gift was delivered in advance, ah, I will celebrate the wedding with your funeral, who has such a cow! "

Thinking of this, Yi Feng has a faint smile on her face. It ’s not that it ’s not good to cross here. At least it is a lot younger at the beginning, even if it is almost seven years, it looks like a young and inexperienced boy.

When I first crossed here seven years ago, Yi Feng originally thought I was in an ancient dynasty, but it gradually became clear that this world is different from any dynasty he knew.

This is a brand new world called Qilan Continent. This is the world of warriors, although some people in this world are also called poets, painters, dancers, doctor, and even the weird Soul Absorbing Master. But among these people, the martial arts are authentic.

The strength of a warrior reaches a certain level and can be called Wujun and Huajun. The monarch is called Emperor, but it is used to describe a warrior and is recognized by the world. You can understand the influence of the spirit in this world.

With his personal strength, he can sit on par with the emperor. It can be imagined that this world is completely deduced from weak meat and strong food, and power is respected.

Yi Feng once thought that she was very lucky. She traveled to a warrior family and was a child, so she was called Xiwu genius.

Yi Feng did not expect that two years later, the assassin's palm would cut his meridians and become a waste. Then he suffered the insults of the world, and all kinds of unpleasant words filled his mind, and even insulted the parents of his previous life. His parents allow others to be insulted. This is Yi Feng's reverse scale

Thinking of this, Yi Feng felt his anger burst out.

Since Yi Feng became a waste, the father of this life has dramatic change attitude towards Yi Feng's, can't wait to killed him to wipe his stains, which is why Yi Feng disappeared for five years.

In the past five years, he has endured too much for this, and he has twice died in order to get rid of the name of the waste person. A modern man has suffered so much.

What makes Yi Feng particularly hateful is that the assassin ’s goal was to go towards her. Yi Feng thought of her beauty and her goodness to herself. At the thought of someone like this who wanted to assassinate her, Yi Feng drank can't wait to's blood and twitched his muscles.

All these things make the anger in Yi Feng's heart unabated. After five years of exploration, he also knows the identity of the assassin and knows that the power behind him can be comparable to a country.

However, this can't stop Yi Feng's revenge **.

"Hybrid, this Young Master will cut you meat with a knife, and torture you to death." Yi Feng made up his mind, then shook his head slightly, throwing the anger out of his brain.

The lazy hand reached into his pocket. After groping for a while, Yi Feng froze for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile: "It seems that I am still not used to this world, this continent, where is there such a thing as a cigarette? Cough, too It's a pity, otherwise, with the handsomeness of this Young Master when smoking, the little girls are afraid that they will give each other a hug. "

Yi Feng sucked a tree branch stinkingly and looked at the servant in the past.

"Young Master, the branches are dirty." Finally a servant came over to remind.

"Did you find that I am so handsome?" Yi Feng asked, his face squeezed with a hard smile.

"Master, don't you have cramps in your face?"

"Poo ..." Yi Feng rolled his blood, watching the servant who was rated as the most honest at home spit out a word, "Go ..."

I think that one night, when the night was dark, Yi Feng was dressed in a sharp costume, with melancholic eyes, weed-like hair, Tom Guth ’s smile, and a sullen stubble. The Mao coin purse, and the half pack of seven wolf cigarettes, made countless women passing by her scream. The voice was like the scream of the Heavenly King concert. Some people were dizzy with excitement. Cough, the charm is extraordinary! !

Although he was caught in the game on the charge of affecting the appearance afterwards, but he is undeniably handsome, or will the woman be dizzy with excitement? ! What? Scared? I'm fucking, you're scared, I'll beat you up.

"this Young Master men who pull such a wind, even if they don't have cigarettes, will be sold out deeply. It seems that this Young Master should be low-key in this world." Yi Feng whispered quietly, simply stretched out his hands into a wide robe In the middle, the body is slightly on the side, standing on the door frame in a lazy posture of cynicism, looking at the people coming and going, and taking a deep breath: Forget it, come to this world and live a good life. And, besides, the assassin ’s Shanmen Laozi must destroy him.

"Life is so **** fun, because the old **** playing with me. God of Dog Day, I circle you round and round you ..."

Yi Feng compares a **** to the sky and scolds.

The roar caused the busy people around them to turn their heads to look at Yi Feng at the same time, and the noisy space was silent for a moment, as if the time had frozen in one scene.

"This waste young master who just returned has sent epilepsy again ..."

All servants shuddered and kept a distance from Yi Feng.

Yi Feng stunned and explained with a bitter smile: "this Young Master did not send epilepsy."

Fart, have you ever seen that neuropathy and said you are a neuropathy? The speed of all the servants was again a bit faster.

......

"Young Master Yi Liu, you are here!" A servant's respectful voice pulled Yi Feng's's thoughts back and turned to look at the source of the voice, only to see a young man in his twenties walking at a hearty pace He came.

The young man has a sturdy body, with a little bit of evil charm on his face, a clear eyebrow, and the lethality of the have no choice but to admit. It is no wonder that he can often hook up the flower boat.

"Brother, I'm glad my father is surname Yi, not surname Jiu!" Yi Feng turned his lazy posture slightly, watching the Yi Liu ridiculously laugh.

Yi Liu was slightly surprised, then shook his head with a wry smile. My little brother, despite being separated for five years. But weird words often make me laugh hard. According to his explanation, surname Yi is first-class, surname Jiu is naturally excellent.

"Brother, you haven't changed at all. But ..." Yi Liu looked up and down at Yi Feng, and the whole body revealed a loose breath that made him resign helplessly, "If my father sees you, I'm afraid it's indispensable for you to scold. "

Yi Feng smiled slightly, irresistibly chuckled softly: "Brother, you should n’t be here to study your father. Say, what can make you drop the flower boat."

Yi Liu looked at his little brother and suddenly sighed, with a pity in his eyes. This depraved look made him sympathetic.

Yi Feng was originally considered to be a highly qualified spiritual person, but an accident caused his meridians to end. Survived in everyone's incredible, but missed the spirit. To put it plainly, it is a waste. A waste, you can think about how difficult it is to live with the weak meat and the strong charm of the fighting charm continent.

"Little brother! You can't become a warrior, even if you are a writer. There are many power ministers in history." Yi Liu's tone is low, but it makes people feel sincere and a little firm.

Yi Feng smiled slowly, his mouth lightly raised, and he casually smiled and said, "What kind of warrior is the elder brother now?"

"Third-step Spirit Man!" Yi Liu thought for a moment, but said it truthfully.

The words that are not in a hurry, let the Yi Feng's fingernailed hands take a slight pause, and there is a hint of surprise in his heart. Third-step Mortal level, it seems that his big brother is growing a little faster. In the younger generation in this small city, he can walk sideways.

People in this world believe that everyone is a spirit body, the spirit nature is the soul, and the body nature is **. Therefore, they are also practicing soul and sex.

The spirit has ten levels: Child level, Soldier level, Mortal level, Master level, General level, King level, Venerable level, Monarch level, Saint level, and the legendary God level. Each stage is divided into nine levels.

Yi Feng seems to understand a little bit, why the eldest brother is nostalgic for the father of Huachuan never asks, such impressive achievements as Third-step Mortal level are enough for the father of old antiques to give the green light.

Yi Feng thought evil in his heart: Was he beating his big brother fiercely, lest he be too proud, hehe.

Yi Liu secretly looked at the face of Yi Feng's and saw that his face was full of evil smiles. He could not help but shuddered, but he had a doubt in his heart. His little brother is so different that he cannot become a warrior. Hearing such a result, it is inevitable that he will be lost, but he is calm and natural. Is his mind really tempered to the state of insult? !

"Little brother, you really ca n’t tell me, where have you been in these five years?"

"Tell you, I'm afraid you are jealous and can't bear to wipe your neck with a knife." Yi Feng said with a smile. I have been involved too much in the past five years, and my identity cannot even let Yi Liu know.

Yi Liu looked at Yi Feng with contempt: Joke, is there anything in this world that makes me jealous of wiping my neck with a knife?

However, Yi Liu is more curious in his heart. What the **** did he do in the past five years? It always feels like this kid is infinitely mysterious, and even the self-proclaimed genius seems to be ashamed in front of him.

"Little brother, you thought I was happy to know!" Yi Feng said disdainfully, "I'm here to tell you good news. Cousin Qin is back, it should be in the lobby now."

"Shoot ..."

With a hasty voice, Yi Feng stood up violently, and the loose gesture just disappeared. A beautiful figure also flashed in his mind. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I don't know what you look like after five years? Is it the turning upside down all living things that has come and gone?" Yi Feng murmured to himself, and the smile on his lips was even better. An expectation, and even a timidity rose from the heart of Yi Feng's.

The disappearance of Yi Feng's utter laziness made Yi Liu smile: "Perhaps only Cousin Qin can change the young man's lazy posture."

It's just that Yi Liu didn't notice that Yi Feng was supposed to be a waste person, and the running speed is not the speed that a waste person should have.

The Yi Feng galloping to the door stopped abruptly. In the doubt of Yi Liu, he turned around and suddenly pulled an object out of his arms, tracing a curve and throwing it to Yi Liu.

"Brother, then ..."

Looking at a thin and quaint book in his hand, the yellowed and somewhat torn paper made Yi Liu frown, but he still glanced at the book in doubt.

But immediately, he shouted in horror: "Sun Rank low grade martial arts!"

Yi Liu's eyes widened. He couldn't believe it and glanced at it again. The few words above made him finally accept this reality.

The fist-sized heart of Yi Liu seems to have been shaken by the storm, and thumps quickly. I can't calm down for a long time. Sun Rank exercises, how many people will break their minds for it.

"My little brother is really mysterious, but what did he do in the past five years?" Yi Liu is helpless, Yi Feng does not say, he has no way.

Although he is his eldest brother, he throws the Sun Rank low grade exercises like garbage, which is too good. This is something that will be broken by people's heads.

Yi Liu shook his head vigorously, a helpless bitter smile flashed in the corner of his mouth, looking at the cheats in his hands that were very bad-selling, and he was deeply helpless at the same time.

"Perhaps, only Cousin Qin can get some information about his five years."

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