The remaining obsession of the original owner seemed to have fulfilled his last wish.
It's dissipating little by little.
His soul is truly integrating with this skin.
"Cool."
Ye Feng stood on the top of the slope and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, the light under his eyes was astonishingly bright.
"I, Ye Feng, am truly back."
He lowered his head and looked at the people kneeling on the ground.
They are still begging for mercy.
The kowtow was loud and the tears flowed freely.
"Spare us, we will never bully you again!"
"You, sir, don't remember the faults of villains and let us go once. I swear, I will follow your lead!"
"You ask us to go east, but we dare not go west. Please spare us!"
One shouted louder than the other, and each knocked harder than the other.
Ye Feng looked at them, but there was no warmth in his eyes.
He can see it.
These people beg for mercy, but deep in their eyes, there is unwillingness and resentment.
Because he has experienced it, he moves.
Every time I give in, my heart is full of deeper resentment and greater murderous intent.
They were taught a lesson and were obviously unconvinced.
A loser who has been trampled by them for so many years suddenly turns over and beats them down. If they can believe it, they will be damned.
The current Ye Feng is not the weak original owner.
After the Jiang Yantian incident, he deeply understood a truth.
It feels really good to step on someone else's feet.
But he understands better that there is a rule to be happy and happy, which he must not forget.
Playing is playing, and after playing, the roots must be eradicated.
These people had insulted the original owner of his body, and there was both hatred and karma.
If he was magnanimous and let them beg for mercy, then these people would never swallow this easily.
A person who had been trampled on suddenly turned over. They were talking about persuasion, but in their hearts they wanted to find an opportunity to skin him alive.
Let them go today, and tomorrow when he Ye Feng is asleep, they can break into his house and hack him to death.
Therefore, there is only one way to prevent these things from happening.
die.
Only dead people are not a threat.
Ye Feng slowly raised his hand.
Under the moonlight, his hand condensed a very faint breath bit by bit.
The breath was very weak, so weak that it would dissipate if the wind blew.
But the killing intent around him was getting stronger and stronger.
He suddenly laughed.
There was a hint of awe in the smile.
In his mind, a face appeared inexplicably.
The man with silver hair and black robe stood on the dark sky, looking down at him.
It's like looking at an ant.
Jiang Yantian.
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the murderous intent in his eyes had already overflowed.
He looked at the people kowtowing and begging for mercy at his feet, and it seemed that what he saw was the man standing in the clouds.
He spoke slowly, with an almost manic joy in his voice.
"You are just ants, kneeling down and begging for mercy. Do you think I will let you go?"
He raised his hand, and the breath suddenly came out.
"If kneeling was useful, I wouldn't have had to have my life cut off by that person while kneeling!"
"If begging for mercy is useful, I begged him countless times, but I was still trampled down to the point where no trace of dignity was left."
"Humiliate me, trample on me, make me less human and less like a ghost."
"You, like him, all deserve to die, all deserve to die!!!"
"Uh-huh!!"
Rays of light flashed through.
"No!!!"
"No, spare me!!"
"Yeah!"
"Dah ah!!!"
"Wuhu!"
Several voices sounded at the same time.
Then a muffled sound erupted, and blood spurted out.
The sound of a body falling to the ground was heard.
Then, silence fell.
Ye Feng stood on the top of the slope, turned around, and turned his back to the figures lying on the ground.
Raise your head and look at the bright moon above your head.
His chest was heaving and his breathing was slightly rapid.
There was a sense of joy after catharsis in his eyes.
"Jiang Yantian!" He whispered, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, and he smiled evilly.
"Just wait, wait, I will find you later!"
"Then, let you taste what it feels like to kneel before me and beg for mercy."
"Hahahaha, Jiang Yantian, wait, wait, wait for me!!!"
Ye Feng raised his head and roared, laughing.
That laughter spread far and wide in the night.
With a sense of cathartic pleasure.
He shouted heartily, as if he wanted to shout out all the resentment he had been holding back for a long time.
The wild birds around the mountain village were frightened and flew up.
However, Chen Zheng, who was given the task and was rushing to various places to help Jiang Yantian find people, heard this vent.
Crazy people have their own destiny.
This day, maybe it is Jiang Yantian!
Chen Zheng and Shadow Legion are passing over this area.
Although there weren't many shadows around him, there were only a few at the level of captain of the bodyguard.
But all of them are the best among the best among the Shadow Army under Jiang Yantian.
The breath is restrained and falls in the night sky.
They originally followed Jiang Yantian's instructions and went from village to village to investigate those who had recently been bullied to the point of death.
They haven't inquired about the villages here yet.
Chen Zheng belongs to Child of Fortune after all.
Normally, I would not bully others.
I won't bother the villagers by going door to door at night.
But just as they were about to bypass this mountain village and go to the next place, an arrogant laugh came from below.
Chen Zheng's footsteps paused and suddenly stopped in mid-air.
The shadows behind him also stopped in unison.
Although there was a distance, the sound of Jiang Yantian.
It clearly fell into everyone's ears.
Chen Zheng lowered his head and looked through the dark night.
It fell on the figure standing on the slope.
Under the moonlight, it was a young man, standing with his hands behind his hands and his head raised.
A look of great satisfaction.
To say it's not a coincidence, it's too much of a coincidence.
He was leading a search, but he bumped into a guy shouting the name Jiang Yantian in the middle of the night on the edge of this deserted mountain village.
If there is no problem, he Chen Zheng will twist off the head and use it as a chamber pot.
He was sure enough.
However, Child of Fortune is used to being cautious.
He still wanted to confirm first to avoid arresting the wrong person and causing a joke.
Chen Zheng said to the Shadow Army, "You guys wait, there is martial law all around."
"I'll go down and take a look to confirm."
Those shadows only obey the orders of Jiang Yantian.
However, Jiang Yantian gave the order and let Chen Zheng lead this journey.
Of course they obeyed the instructions.
Several black shadows dispersed silently and disappeared into the night, quietly surrounding the area for ten miles.
Chen Zheng took a few steps forward and swayed his waist.
His whole person changed instantly.
He turned into an old man with a white beard and a stooped figure.
He had lost all his sharpness and looked like an old immortal who had traveled around the world.
Immediately afterwards, he headed directly towards the back of the slope in the distance.
When he fell, he made no sound.
From this distance, Ye Feng can already be seen.
He even opened his arms and closed his eyes, as if he was feeling something.
He even sighed, "The atmosphere of ancient times is really strong."
"There's not even a trace of impurities, it's great!"
Chen Zheng secretly recorded this sentence in his heart.
Ancient times?
There is indeed something wrong with this kid.
Only outsiders would say that here.
He no longer hesitated and walked up from the other side of the slope.
Behind him, a pale golden halo of Tao Yun slowly emerged.
It made his whole person look extremely holy.
His cultivation level is close to Taiyi Golden Immortal no matter what.
At this level, he can be considered a strong person.
And for Ye Feng, who had only seen Spirit Transformation at the highest level, he was just like Celestial Person.
As soon as Chen Zheng appeared, the looming pressure spread silently.
Ye Feng was still sighing at the moonlight, when suddenly his whole body stiffened and his scalp became numb.
He turned around suddenly and stared at the figure slowly walking up the slope. "Who is it!"
There was a suppressed vigilance in his voice.
For the first time since his rebirth, he felt such a sense of oppression that he couldn't even think of resisting.
Chen Zheng stroked his beard and laughed loudly, "My little friend, I traveled far and wide and accidentally heard your unwilling roar."
"I feel the resentment in your body, so I came here to find out."