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All the way on the street was bloody, and the pungent bloody aura reverberated, and Zuo Feifan frowned slightly.
"There is more than sin in life, and more than guilt in death. Apart from helping the evildoers and being controlled by others, what is the meaning of this life?"
Bu Feifan looked at the pool of blood, his eyes were calm, as deep as the starry sky in a starry night.
"People value self-knowledge, but it's ridiculous that people in the world can't see the deception in front of them. Living in self-deception is not freedom after all"
A faint low hum echoed, and a lonely figure stood facing the wind, looking at the end of the street.
It was dark there, and in a dark corner, a shadow was hiding there, walking out slowly with the sound of "treading" footsteps.
It was a man wearing the unique Miao costume of Nanzhao Kingdom. He was wearing a cloth crown with extremely gorgeous gemstones on it.
"The Witch King?"
Bu Feifan looked at the man in front of him indifferently.
The person who came glanced at the corpses of more than a dozen Luna worshipers on the ground, his eyes narrowed imperceptibly, and then his eyes were extraordinary, with a smiling face full of goodwill.
"Are you the righteous man who escorted Linger here?"
"Meet the Witch King."
Bu Feifan bowed slightly, which was regarded as a kind of etiquette, which was not necessary in his capacity, but this person was Zhao Linger's father after all.
The Witch King shook his head and said with a smile: "You don't have to be like this, it's a great kindness to bother you to escort Ling'er all the way. Don't worry, you have merit in escorting Ling'er. As the Witch King of Nanzhao Kingdom, I will definitely not let you help me for nothing. .¡±
"You take this token. You can come to my palace tomorrow during the day. With this king's token, no one will stop you. At that time, whether it is magic weapons, magic weapons, exercises, pills, or cultivation resources, I will use it to protect you." It can be rewarded to you."
A ray of black light was planed by the Witch King casually, and Bu Feifan held it in his hand. He glanced at the token lightly, only to see that the token was actually made of a rare thousand-year-old sacred wood, with two ancient shackles engraved on one side. Vigorous font - Nanzhao.
The other side is engraved with countless Gu insects, which is a unique custom of Nanzhao. Nanzhao uses Gu cultivation as a technique, which is the totem of this country.
"There is no need for a reward. With my relationship with Linger, this is what I should do." Bu Feifei said flatly.
"Yeah?"
The Witch King's expression was slightly unnatural, but then he concealed it very well, and then laughed and said: "It's the spirit of a righteous man not to reward a righteous man, but I, Nanzhao, are so powerless."
After finishing speaking, the Witch King waved his hand and said with no refusal: "There is no need for a righteous man to refuse. This king is worth a thousand dollars. If you say a reward, you will definitely reward it."
Bu Feifan said: "Then I would like to thank the Witch King!"
"Um!"
Seeing that Bu Feifan agreed, the Witch King immediately got to the point, and began to explain his intentions: "Righteous man, Linger is all right!"
The Witch King was very worried, and was extremely angry at the broken corpses all over the ground.
"I didn't expect these Moon Worshipers to be so rampant that they really dared to attack Ling'er. Although this king knew that Ling'er might be disadvantaged, I didn't expect it to be too late."
"If it weren't for you, a righteous man, to guard, everything would be unimaginable."
Bu Feifei also looked at the blood on the ground with a blank face, and said, "Don't worry about the Witch King, as long as Linger is fine, other things are not important."
"But it is so!"
The Witch King laughed, chatted with Bu Feifan for a while to uncover the matter, and asked, "Righteous man, where is Linger?"
Bu Feifan turned around and took a look and said, "Ling'er fell asleep in the inn."
"Hey, Ling'er's life has been rough. If it wasn't for me, she wouldn't have been wandering away. Since she is willing to come back today, the king will definitely make up for her in the future."
The Witch King said sadly, as if he regretted the past very much.
"The Witch King is serious!"
Bu Feifan gave the Witch King a strange look, and said something indifferent.
"Is there something wrong? Why is the righteous man looking at me like this?" The Witch King asked strangely.
Bu Feifan glanced at the Witch King again, with an even weirder expression: "No, I just feel that you have a good control over this character, you are full of emotions, and you are very tense. Seeing how devoted you are, I can feel it." It's a sense of substitution."
"What? Righteous man, what are you talking about?"
A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the Witch King, and he changed the subject: "In order to prevent the Moon Worship Sect from taking advantage of Ling'er, this king wants to take Ling'er away and strictly protect her in the palace. "
"The righteous man will accompany me to wake her up!"
"Of course! Witch King, please!"
Bu Feifan slowly moved away from the figure, and stretched out a hand to lead the way for the Witch King.
With a smile on his face and an extraordinary bearing, the Witch King strode past Bu Feifan towards the inn.
Just at this moment, suddenly there was a bang and suction force coming from behind, the Witch King's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and the next moment he felt his neck was pinched by a cold palm.
The chill spread through his spine to his head, and his whole brain was plunged into an extreme cold cellar.
"Young man, what do you mean?"
The Witch King's expression changed, instead of gently calling Bu Feifei a righteous man, his tone became very severe.
"It's nothing interesting, I just think you are very talented in acting, and I played a scene with you. I feel that if you are in the show business circle, you must be a movie king. A little fresh meat like me who has no acting skills is ashamed!"
Bu Feifan blushed, as if he was shy for some reason.
"Nonsense, full of spiritual words!" The witch king sternly said: "Let go of me quickly, I forgive you for not guilty! If you still dare to be presumptuous, even if you are Ling'er's benefactor, you still have no chance of leaving Nanzhao .¡±
"What an impassioned dialogue, I was so moved by what I said?!" Bu Feifan grabbed the Witch King by the neck and threw him out like a sandbag.
The Witch King was covered in dust and panicked from the ground. He finally sensed something was wrong and said sharply, "When did you find me?"
"From the beginning." Bu Feifan said.
"How is it possible? I asked myself that I didn't reveal any flaws." The Witch King was ashamed, but he would never bear such an insult from Bu Feifan.
"You still pretend to be the king, it seems that you are really deeply involved in the drama?"
Bu Feifan sighed, "As expected of an old drama player!"
"Let's do this! I'll give you a prize!"
Bu Feifan gave the Witch King an appreciative expression, the Witch King's heart trembled when he saw his strange eyes, and he was a little terrified.
Bu Feifan's words hadn't completely fell, the Witch King flew out again, and he felt an irresistible invisible force almost instantly grasped his waist and abdomen, and smashed him heavily towards the ground.
Boom!
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