I draw red envelopes in Wanjie

Chapter 528 What's Your Name

"You are not even an opponent at the level of a god. How can your Spirit Hall fight against the Clear Sky School? It will definitely be easily destroyed?"

Chen Feng didn't fool around with these words, no matter whether Shura God was Tang Chen or not, the Wuhun Hall would be wiped out.

"Shura God!"

Qian Daoliu's face turned pale. He has lived for so many years and is a high-ranking person in the Wuhun Palace, so he naturally knows some information that ordinary people don't.

That is indeed a more terrifying existence than Angel God. Even if Angel God appears in their Wuhun Temple, they are definitely not opponents, unless Tang Chen is killed right now!
But... can it be done?
Even if this person entered the killing capital, he had no choice but to withdraw. He is not an opponent at this moment.

He took a deep breath and looked at Chen Feng solemnly: "You want to cooperate with us because you know that there will be someone in our generation who can inherit the position of angel god?"

"That's right, your granddaughter is the woman who did something to me out of nowhere, and she has a chance to inherit the throne."

Chen Feng nodded, with his hands behind his back, and looked sideways at the sky: "I don't know if it's fate or because of the god's position. When I met her, I got entangled with her. Later, when I passed on the god's position, I realized that she was the one I always wanted. Find a new generation of Angel God."

Seeing Chen Feng's melancholy back, Qian Daoliu also thought about the matter between the two parties. His granddaughter wanted to arrest Chen Feng the first time she saw him. Could it be the influence between Angel God and Wuji Sword God?
"Oh, I forgot to tell you something. Bibi Dong asked me to kill you and offered me a lot of benefits, but your granddaughter begged me to let you go, and she was willing to be my wife."

Chen Feng lowered his head and said with a playful smile.

"What choice did you make?"

Qian Daoliu was slightly surprised.

"What I told you just now, doesn't it already express my choice?" Chen Feng was noncommittal.

"I understand. You told me this to make me clear that now we are not enemies, but friends!"

Qian Daoliu reacted.

"We can only be friends. This woman Bibi Dong is too difficult. I don't want to make a deal with her."

Chen Feng showed fear. The other party inherited the Rakshasa position. Once he succeeds, if he meets him, he will probably choose to eat him without saying a word.

"You're so smart. This woman is really not simple. If she hadn't been Xue'er's mother, I would have killed her back then, and wouldn't let her grow to the point where I can't do anything about it."

A cold light flickered in Qian Daoliu's eyes, this was his attitude towards Bibidong.

"That's the end of the story, you just need to remember that our future enemy is God Shura, not even Bibi Dong, if you want the Spirit Hall to not be destroyed, you must be prepared."

Chen Feng opened his mouth and continued to eat barbecue.

"What can I do?" Qian Daoliu felt that Chen Feng meant something.

"What you do is let your granddaughter understand the current situation and face your own destiny."

Chen Fengyi pointed out something.

Qian Daoliu has a bunch of pupils, how does this person know about him? As the guardian of the angel god, if someone inherits the angel god position, he must sacrifice.

"Eat meat."

Chen Feng threw another piece of barbecued meat: "I don't want to have an affair with Bibidong for the time being, so you can stay here for a while."

"Since we are allies, don't bury me again." Qian Daoliu gritted his teeth.

It is too embarrassing for him to be buried in the ground like a seed.

"That's fine, but I won't unlock your cultivation for the time being. I don't want you to go out and disrupt my plan now."

Chen Feng was going to pluck the wool of this old fat sheep for half a year, and then let it go away after pumping almost all the good things.

He was going to push forward the time for Qian Renxue to become a god, so that he would be able to draw other gods and have time to digest.

Qian Daoliu glanced at Chen Feng, thinking in his heart whether this person had other things to hide from him.

At present, he generally believes that Tang Chenzhen is inheriting the throne of Shura, but he is not sure whether the reason for the alliance that Chen Feng said is true.

The next day, Chen Feng came to the Killing City again, this time he kept a low profile, he didn't wander around ostentatiously like last time, and even made some disguises.

His low-key, others will not be low-key, and soon someone will follow him.

At the entrance of an alley, Chen Feng stopped, and a black figure blocked his way out, with undisguised malice in his eyes.

"I'm very thirsty. Do you volunteer to donate blood, or should I help you?"

The black figure revealed scarlet eyes. It looked like a young man, with a pale face and a bloodthirsty look.

Affected by the poison of the blood river in the killing capital, he wanted to drink blood every day, and Chen Feng, an unknown man, became his prey.

Chen Feng looked calm, and there was no possibility of any fear. He looked around, but there was no one there, and asked, "What's your name?"

"court death!"

Seeing that this person didn't cooperate, he actually asked him back. The latter laughed ferociously, and immediately burst out with killing intent. He took out a sharp sword from nowhere in his hand, and stabbed Chen Feng's throat with a swipe.

Be quick!
I don't know how many people were killed to practice this. The blinking sword landed on Chen Feng's throat. He didn't seem to respond at all, which made the grin on his face even stronger.

Ding!
Under the blessing of his strength, the sharp sword that could pierce steel was actually blocked by a layer of ordinary skin, which even made his arm go numb, and he took a few steps back.

He glanced at Chen Feng's throat in shock.He assassinated with all his strength, but there was no trace at all, which can only be done with a strong defense.

His pupils contracted, and with the help of the countershock, he turned around and wanted to escape.

"What's the hurry, you haven't answered my question yet."

Chen Feng opened his mouth, and an invisible force descended, restraining the fleeing person. The latter was still in the running posture, but he couldn't move, and endless fear appeared in his rolling eyes.

"Don't kill me, I'm blind, I shouldn't have messed with you."

He begged for mercy in fear, he was really frightened, if he could be suppressed so easily, killing him would definitely be easy.

"Damn it, I asked what your name is, and your nickname here!"

Chen Feng was a little upset, he just wanted to know this guy's name, but he didn't say it now, he just begged for mercy.

"I... my name is Raku, nicknamed Black Wolf."

Hei Lang nervously said his name and nickname, not understanding why the man asked him his name and nickname.

"Well, I see, go with peace of mind."

Chen Feng wrote it down, stepped out, brushed past him and walked out, the light and shadow around his body changed, a black robe emerged, and his face and figure quickly changed into a new person.

Seeing the familiar scene, Hei Lang's eyes were terrified, and he shouted in fear: "Don't..."

puff!

His mind was shattered, and a flame was thrown out of Chen Feng's hand, turning it into fly ash.

Chen Feng walked out of the alley and muttered, "From now on, there will only be one black wolf."

(End of this chapter)