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¡°Actually, there¡¯s not much difference, right? Look at me, aren¡¯t I living a good life?¡±
At this time, Yang Feng raised his eyebrows and said with a stern look on his face: "This leader has acquired a noble status just a few days after coming here. Ah Ri, what is your status? Hehe."
Well!
A black line fell from his head, and everyone at the table looked sideways at him.
¡°You think everyone else is like a freak like you, so what¡¯s wrong with you?
Ah Ri also said with a wry smile on his face: "Leader, you are asking questions knowingly. My subordinate has been whipped for half a year and pulled a cart for half a year. What else can he be, a fourth-class untouchable and a slave?"
"How is your cultivation now?"
"A slave can't even eat enough every day, how can he have time and resources to practice? He is still at the early stage of the first level of warrior." Ahri said bitterly.
Yang Feng stared at him closely, raised the corner of his mouth, and patted his shoulder hard: "It doesn't matter, since you have returned to the embrace of this leader now, it means you have found the organization. From now on, spiritual stones, exercises, spiritual weapons, and elixirs Everything is provided, and I guarantee that you will return to your status as a master, and you will not be bullied again."
Eh!
????????????? Warmth flowed through Ah Ri¡¯s heart, tears flashed in the corners of his eyes, and he said worriedly from time to time: ¡°It¡¯s just that I was lucky enough to meet the leader today and be able to escape the sea of ??suffering, but I don¡¯t know how Ah Xing and Ah Yue are doing now?¡±
"Yes, there are also Mr. Dugu, Mr. Yelu, Ximen and Ganglie. How are they doing now? There won't be any danger, right?"
Taking a deep breath, Yang Feng's eyes were filled with worry: "It's just that the spiritual world is so big and the sea of ??people is vast. Wujiabao to Jinling Mansion are millions of miles away. I don't know where they have spread. I can only We need to develop our power as quickly as possible so that we can have enough manpower to find them back. Or if we become more famous, they will be able to take the initiative to find us after hearing the news about us."
Um!
Nodding his head solemnly, Ah Ri could only do this after thinking about it.
"By the way, does Jin Daoru have any friends?" Yang Feng asked suddenly.
Ah Ri was stunned for a moment, then thought about it: "He and that"
"As long as you know."
Before he could finish speaking, Yang Feng looked at Qin Shanhai again and said, "Shanhai, go with Ah Ri and throw the body of Jin Lao San to his friend's house."
Qin Shanhai was startled at first, but soon understood, and immediately got up and went out.
Ah Ri also immediately followed to lead the way.
An evil smile flashed across the corner of Yang Feng's mouth and he continued to eat and drink.
After waiting for half an hour, the two came back. Yang Feng took everyone and left the inn. Under the leadership of Sima Changfeng, he went to the coffin shop to buy a good coffin and threw Jin Daoling's body inside. , and marched toward Jinfu in a mighty way.
Along the way, Yang Feng also hired a group of drummers to play and play to show respect to this eldest son.
"cry!"
Yang Feng walked in the front, heading towards the Qinshan Haidao on the side.
Qin Shanhai was stunned for a moment, not knowing why: "Why are you crying?"
"Now that the leader's son has died, we are going to report the funeral to the leader. The harder we cry, the more sincere we are. Throughout the ages, how many people have been promoted and made money by crying on the leader's grave? So, you have to cry, The louder you cry, the better.¡±
"Why am I crying? It's you who want to be promoted. Why don't you cry?"
"Because I can't afford to lose that person!"
Poof!
Yang Feng's words almost made Qin Shanhai vomit blood: "You can't afford to throw that person away, why don't you let me throw him away?"
"Brother Qin, you are a hostage now. What else is there to care about? Just cry for me."
Click!
Yang Feng pinched Qin Shanhai's thigh hard, and Qin Shanhai immediately screamed, the pain was so painful that tears almost flowed out of his eyes.
And following his lead, Zhou Afu and others who were carrying the coffin behind him also quickly started wailing, which was sincere and sincere, just like the death of their own father.
Yang Feng shook his head and sighed, with a heavy look on his face.
?????????????????????????? This group of funeral processions were playing, playing, and wailing all the way, which moved the heaven and the earth, and immediately attracted the attention of everyone around them.
When this group of sad people came to the gate of a splendid palace, two general-level masters immediately stepped forward and shouted: "Who are you? How dare you carry such an unlucky thing as a coffin and act wild in front of the gate of the master of Jinling Palace? ?Don¡¯t want to live anymore????
"Senior, I am Yang Feng, the deputy commander of the Wujiabao Army and Horses Division. This time I came to report the funeral to Master Jin."
Yang Feng took two steps forward and said with a sad face: "The eldest son of Jin Daoling, unfortunately passed away during the battle against the Demonic Sect in Wujiabao, alas!"
What, the eldest young master
The body was shaken, and both of them turned pale with shock!
A quarter of an hour later, the luxurious coffin containing Jin Daoling stood quietly in the front hall of Jin Mansion. Yang Feng and others stood aside, with sad expressions on their faces.
Many people still haven¡¯t jumped out of the atmosphere of this tragic drama and are still wiping away tears.
Yang Feng was very satisfied with their acting skills and felt very pleased.
At this time, with the sound of rapid steps, an old man in his sixties with a white beard walked out quickly, escorted by a group of magnificent people who looked like a peerless strong man at first glance.
Yang Feng looked up and saw the level symbols of 86, 85, and 84 above the heads of these people. They were obviously strong men above the third level generals, and he instantly understood.
Think about it, the person who is held in high esteem by all the stars is Jin Wudi, the master of the Jinling Mansion, the head of the Jin family, and the number one master of the Jinling Mansion.
Exhaling a long breath, Yang Feng took a few steps forward solemnly and clasped his fists: "Master Jin, please forgive me, the eldest son"
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
Before he could say a few words of condolences, Jin Wudi interrupted him with a wave of his sleeves.
Then, without even looking at him, Mr. Jin walked straight to the coffin, looked deeply at Jin Daoling inside for a long time, and closed his eyes weakly.
"How is Lan Beast doing?"
"What?"
His body was shaken, and Yang Feng looked at him with a strange expression.
¡°Damn it, they say the most ruthless emperor¡¯s family, but you don¡¯t need to be so ruthless and righteous. Your son's body is in front of you. If you don't ask how he died, who the murderer was, whether he was in pain before death, what his last words were, and how he should take revenge, you should first ask how Lanmon is doing?
Is there anyone in this world who is as good as you as a father?
"Isn't this your son? That beast is your son?"
Yang Feng was slandering in his heart, but he remained very honest on his face and said: "Palace Master Jin is talking about the monster that was sealed in our Wu Family Fort, right?"
"What, did you see it?"
"Yes, we took one look at it and it almost scared us to the point of peeing."
Yang Feng pretended to be frightened and said: "If Lord Wu had not fought with the eldest son, we ourselves would not have known that there was such a thing sealed under our Wu Family Fort. You also know that our poor and remote village People have never seen much of the world, so what does this misty beast do? What is its use?"
¡°Don¡¯t ask what you shouldn¡¯t ask!¡±
Jin Wudi looked at Yang Feng's ignorant look, as if he knew nothing about the Lan Beast, and immediately felt relieved: "You just need to answer me, how is the Lan Beast doing now?"
"It was snatched away by another group of people. It seems to be from Moyun Cave."
"What?"
His body was shaken, and Jin Wudi immediately shouted: "Are you serious? Is the other party really from the Demon Cloud Cave?"
"Master Jin, how can I dare to speak nonsense about this kind of thing? When the eldest son first came to Wu Family Fort, we, Lord Wu, welcomed him very warmly. But later, for some reason, the two of them started to fight. Fort Master Wu has been shouting that if he knows my secret, he won¡¯t be able to leave alive. Don¡¯t tell me, Fort Master Wu is really secretive. There are so many eldest young masters, but they can¡¯t defeat him." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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