Chapter 4128: Lucky Soul (Three/One Hundred)

"You will always be the princess of my Yu family." Yu Xingyi said with a smile, touching Yu Kexin's head, Yu Kexin looked forward with firmness on her face.

Lin Feng's body sank to the bottom of the sea.

With Bo Xunsuo's presence, the surrounding monsters couldn't get close at all. Lin Feng lay in Bo Xunsuo for a few days before barely recovering his body.

Once he recovered, Lin Feng immediately began to practice.

At this time, the disciple of Qianjimen had already found the island, but only Tang Zaitian's corpse remained on the island.

As for Tang Zaitian, this time he was completely beheaded by Lin Feng.

"It's still too young."

Yuanda landed on the island, and finally stopped somewhere on the island. With a wave of his hand, before the disciples of the Thousand Chance Sect had not reacted, he took away a piece of spiritual consciousness.

Tang Zaitian's consciousness was already exhausted. Although he avoided, he just found a small corner to recover. When Tang Zaitian was still recovering, he suddenly grabbed him with one hand.

"Who!"

A flash of coldness flashed in Tang Zaitian's eyes. He raised his head and looked at the front. Yuan Da walked slowly in front of him with his hands behind his back, but following Yuan Da's footsteps, he stepped a few hundred meters away.

"and who are you?"

Tang Zaitian's eyes were set on Yuanda's body.

"Hehe, it's just a little trouble to deal with my little things." Yuanda's voice is not high, and it is a little joking, "The means are good."

Tang Zaitian's heart trembled, is it possible that he is from Yuan Clan? Looking at Yuanda again, thinking of Lin Feng's identity, Tang Zaitian knew right now that the person in front of him should be the so-called master of Lin Feng, and Yuanda, one of the two immortal emperors in Yuanmen.

"Are you... Yuanda?"

"Remember me." Yuan said with a big smile, "I remember when I first saw you, you were just a young boy. It's true that time is not forgiving, but it's a pity."

Yuanta shook his head.

Tang Zaitian's heart trembled.

"You... what do you want to do?"

Yuanda turned his head to look at Tang Zaitian, waved his hand, and said, "You don't need to worry, don't worry. Although I am a little less ethical, I am still not enough to deal with you. Just rest assured. "

No shot?

Hearing what Yuanda said, Tang Zaitian breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Yuanda didn't deal with him, everything would be fine.

"My room still lacks a wick. You can make my wick in my room in the future."

Yuan Da’s voice was not high, Tang Zaitian’s body finally trembled at this moment, his soul strength was well preserved, but at this time Tang Zaitian was no longer thinking about the problem of his soul’s death ability, but thoroughly. I was shocked by these paintings.

Yuanta actually wanted to use his soul as a guide to make a wick!

This is not a comfortable thing!

The soul burns on the lamp, which is even more uncomfortable than killing him!

Tang Zaitian wanted to solve his own life, but before he could do anything, Lin Feng laughed.

"Don't be so impatient."

Yuanda touched Tang Zaitian's head, "Don't worry, I won't let you die."

"You...you devil."

For a long time, Tang Zaitian gritted his teeth and said.

"If you move my things, you must be prepared to be moved by me. If you can't guarantee this, you still want to move my things?"

Yuanda raised his eyebrows and looked at Tang Zaitian, "Or do you think that all my things are soft persimmons, you can pinch them at will?"

Tang Zaitian couldn't say anything except shaking his head.

However, if he was thrown on the lamp to endure the torment every day, Tang Zaitian would only feel that his whole body was cold at this moment. However, Yuanda had already imposed restraints on him, and he could not escape at all.

Yuanta has made adequate preparations long ago.

Tang Zaitian no longer speaks, although he is full of countless sufferings about his future, but at this moment he can't say anything.

Soon after Yuanda took Tang Zaitian away, the disciples of Qianjimen also returned because of no results in their search. Tang Zaitian's dilapidated body was also brought back.

In order to find something, Liusuo had already stripped Tang Zaitian's body completely, and the disciple of Qianjimen carried the corpse back.

The surroundings of the island became quiet for an instant. Below the island, Lin Feng, who had settled for many days, finally flew up at this time.

"You said, Tang Zaitian's soul is hiding in this place?" Lin Feng's mind power was probed around, "I can't feel it, what's the matter?"

"Master, maybe that guy didn't come out." Chitaki whispered, "When we took you away, Master, we confirmed that Tang Zaitian's mind did escape, but the island has more formations, that old guy. , It must not be far away."

"What about the corpse?"

Lin Feng glanced at the small island. There were signs of being cleaned up on the whole small island. Obviously, this should have been cleaned up.

"The Thousand Chance Gate is here."

Lin Feng was a little upset.

Because of the serious injury, it took Lin Feng a lot of time to recover. Once he recovered, Lin Feng couldn't wait to come out. Who knew it was still a step too late.

"I knew that that guy should have been completely resolved before he fell asleep."

Lin Feng sighed.

At that time, the two of them were fighting, and Lin Feng had never thought that Tang Zaitian's spirit would escape.

"Let's go."

Although a little regretful, Lin Feng is not the kind of stubborn person.

Qian Takisuo took Lin Feng to the central waters. Once in the central waters, Lin Feng entered the city quietly. When he arrived in the city, Lin Feng concealed his breath, wandered around the city, and shouted for personal understanding. After some time in the city, Lin Feng more or less inquired about some Qianjimen news.

I don’t know if it’s my dear, or Tang Zaitian is unwilling to reveal his identity. Outside the Qianjimen, it’s the martial arts hall master Tang Zaitian who has died. I didn’t even say what happened to Tang Zaitian~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This is troublesome. Is this old man alive or dead? "

Chitaki's eyes were depressed, and he said helplessly.

"Perhaps, someone else took it away. That person just wanted us to scratch it. It's not necessarily." Lin Feng paused, and then said in a low voice. What Lin Feng thought of in his mind was naturally Yuanda.

The one who can quietly take away Yuanda's soul, out of the thousand opportunities, is probably Yuanda.

If Tang Zaitian hadn't died, Lin Feng concluded that Qianjimen would never say that Tang Zaitian had died. Thinking of this, the cloud of fog in Lin Feng's mind would become clear.

"Who did this? You have to suspend your master's appetite and solve the enemy for the master, but must the master remember?"

Lin Feng ticked the corner of his mouth without saying.

"Master, then... what shall we do next?"

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