After a while, Shen Feng felt quiet. He slowly lowered his hands from his ears and used his spiritual consciousness to explore the surroundings. The message from his spiritual consciousness was that there was another corpse beside him. He was the long-faced boy. , I saw that half of the other person's head was sunken, and the pupils of his eyes were dilated, as if he had experienced great trauma before death.
Shen Feng clenched his fist, circulated his spiritual energy, and then punched the void twice. He obviously felt that his strength became very strong. Then Shen Feng jumped up excitedly, cheering for his own strength.
But the next second when Shen Feng came back from his happiness, he shuddered again when he thought of Zeng Tong's tragic death. He slowly moved to Zeng Tong's body, tremblingly squatted down, and touched it with trembling hands. Looking at his companion who was covered in blood, Shen Feng was unable to shed tears because he had no pupils. He bit his lower lip and vented the hatred in his heart through a hoarse roar.
Shen Feng's sad voice echoed among the woods and lingered for a long time.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the sky seemed to be cooperating with Shen Feng's mood. The sky that was clear just now suddenly started to rain lightly. The rain fell on Shen Feng's closed eyes and slowly slid down his face.
The rain fell heavier and heavier. Shen Feng picked up Zeng Tong's body and moved away from this sad place. He knew that there would be disciples of the Moon Eclipse Sect who would find this place, so he wanted to bury Zeng Tong completely without being disturbed. , can only go very far.
Shen Feng ran out like this for half an hour, chose a quiet piece of land to put Zeng Tong down, and then mechanically dug a hole with his hands. Soon he dug a hole as big as one person. Shen Feng gently dug it with his hands. He picked up Zeng Tong and slowly put him into the pit. Then he straightened Zeng Tong's clothes and looked at Zeng Tong with closed eyes for a long time.
Shen Feng sat in front of Zeng Tong's tomb all night long. As Shen Feng slowly stood up, a ray of sunlight hit Shen Feng, stretching his shadow very long.
Shen Feng walked home step by step, and it was already noon when he got home.
At this time, the boy was half lying down, turning the corners of his clothes with his hands, and muttering, "It's really boring. If I didn't want to expose my identity in a short time, I would have to find some women to play with me. This Shen Feng is really, one night If you haven’t returned yet, you might have gone to see some girl.”
As the door creaked open, the boy jumped up excitedly, ran out of the house, pointed at the door and yelled, "Shen Feng, you have the nerve to come back! You haven't been home all night, do you know how boring I am! Say, go find me Which girl!"
When Shen Feng heard the boy's scolding, he changed his usual fear and just clasped his fists and said, "I hope master won't be angry. The disciple just lost his way for a while, so he came back late."
The boy also came to his senses at this time. According to the boy's idea, Shen Feng must kneel down tremblingly and beg himself not to kill him, and then he can show off his power again.
But Shen Feng's abnormal state made the boy stunned. He took a closer look at Shen Feng and found that there were blood stains on Shen Feng's clothes. Then he said angrily, "Tell me, is someone bullying you? Tell your teacher, why?" Master, vent your anger on your behalf!”
Shen Feng's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to bend down and salute, "Master, my disciple has not been bullied, and everything is fine outside."
Shen Feng frowned, then relaxed in an instant. But this small movement was caught by the boy. The boy stepped forward quickly, touched Shen Feng's forehead with his right hand, and then touched his own forehead, muttering something in his mouth.
"I don't have a fever, but why is it so abnormal?"
Then Shen Feng interrupted the boy's thinking, "Master, hurry up and clean up. We will leave here in a few days." After saying this, Shen Feng put down his arms and returned to the house.
The boy touched his chin with his right hand and replied casually, "Okay, I got it." But he reacted in a moment. He put down his right hand and hooked his hand in the direction of Shen Feng, "Ai, wait a minute, wait a minute, if we don't stay here, where are we going?" "
Shen Feng did not answer, but gently closed the door, leaving the confused boy to stay where he was.
There was nothing to say all night, but early the next morning, in the old hall of the Shiyue Clan, a wrinkled old man sat cross-legged. This man's name was Yang Kui. He was the one who abolished Shenfeng Dantian, and his cultivation was at the early stage of Yuanying.
"Elder Yang, it's not good, it's not good." A lanky young man ran over in a panic.
Yang Kui woke up from meditating, slowly opened his eyes, frowned, worked his cultivation, and integrated into his words, "Didn't you see me meditating? Are all the disciples nowadays so unruly! Listen, I, if you report If you’re not satisfied, you don’t have to exist in the world.”
The lanky young man also recovered from his panic. The person sitting opposite him was a murderous elder who would be wiped out if he was not happy. The lanky young man broke out in a cold sweat, knelt down and kowtowed fiercely.
"Elder, have mercy on me. Elder, have mercy on me. Disciple, I know that I am wrong. Originally, a fellow disciple came to report in the morning that the Yin Yue Art was stolen, and the body of Senior Brother Feng Long was found near the Divine Beast Forest. According to analysis, it seems that it was Brother Feng Long who stole the Yin Yue Art. He was executed, and then he was killed by someone unknown.”
"Are you done?" Yang Kui said calmly without any change in his expression.
"That's it, please..." The lanky young man's words disappeared before he could finish his words.
Yang Kui never glanced at the lanky young man. He just said to himself, "The Feng family is one of the four major families. The second son Feng Long was killed. He must come to the sect to demand an explanation. He has to find someone to take the blame." Then Yang Kui curled his lips. An evil smile appeared.
"Here comes!" "Disciple is here." The square-faced young man replied.
"Go to the northwest of the sect quickly and capture the criminal Shen Feng. This person stole the sect's treasure and murdered his fellow sect members. Capture him alive and put him in the tiger prison." After Yang Kui finished speaking, he continued to sit cross-legged and meditate.
"Yes!" the square-faced young man replied.
The square-faced young man arrived in front of Shen Feng's door in less than half an hour, kicked it open, and shouted loudly, "What blind man is there? Come out quickly."
Shen Feng walked out of the room and bowed respectfully, "Senior brother, I don't know why I came here."
"On the order of Elder Yang, I will take you to Hulao." The square-faced young man looked disgusted.
"Yang Kui?" Shen Feng clenched his fists, suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked, "Senior brother, why are you arresting me?"
"Why are you so verbose? Don't you know the good things you have done? You stole treasures, tortured your fellow disciples, and it was easier for you to be put in a tiger prison." The square-faced young man said disdainfully.
Shen Feng thought in his heart that the sect might first investigate the incident of the long-faced boy, and then convict him of negligent injury. Who knew that the sect would convict him of injuring a fellow sect without any investigation, and also add a charge of stealing a treasure? It was really disappointing. I feel chilled.
"Senior Brother, please wait a moment. I'm going to get the spirit stone and give it to Senior Brother. This is to repay Senior Brother for the news he brought from afar." Shen Feng put down his hands and stood up straight.
When the square-faced young man heard that he was going to give the spirit stone, he immediately stopped talking and waved his right hand, "Go, go."
