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Eight hundred and ninetieth IX hand over your soul

Quiet, quiet like death!

At this moment, everyone present was stunned. The eyes of Yang Feng were astonished as if they were looking at a monster.

Yang Feng withdrew his palm and looked down at the Taoist Master Xuyun who had just died of energy. A green light flashed in his hand and immediately summoned the green jade stick and pointed it at the old man suddenly.

"Resurrection!"

Alas!

The vitality-filled light curtain suddenly poured on him. After a while, the old Taoist couldn't help but twitched, and then opened his eyes slowly, but his head was a little confused: "Hey, where am I?

?Master Yang, why are you alive? Oh, I'm dead, otherwise how could I meet Master Yang?"

How is it possible? He was resurrected.

When people around him saw this magical scene, they couldn't help but be surprised. This Master Yang is really a magical skill and can be saved by dead people. It's amazing. He is worthy of being Nan Jue.

Yang Feng grinned and looked at the old man and said, "Master Xuyun, I am not dead, you are fine. I, the leader of the Nanzhao Wulin, don't have so much time to deal with so many trivial matters, and you, the deputy leader, will help you.

I'm going to take care of it, you can't just give up, hahaha."

Um?

Master Xuyun was puzzled, and after looking at the people around him and asking about the situation, he suddenly realized.

It turned out that the leader Yang had just recovered from the dead, beat Long Xiaotian away, and saved himself. He couldn't help but feel overjoyed and thanked Yang Feng.

Yang Feng shook his head and smiled without objection, with a humble look on his face.

Yang Feng is never stingy with his own people.

Although this old Taoist Xuyun is not a member of the Holy Fire Sect, he was one of the supporters of the Nanzhao Wulin League, and he was also the deputy league leader he appointed himself.

He performed well, and he actually dared to go against the Beijuelong Xiaotian for the sake of the righteousness of the Southern Wulin. He was a man, and Yang Feng admired him very much.

Of course, Yang Feng could not give up such a loyal subordinate easily.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Feng looked around and looked at the white cloth silk here, and finally asked his doubts: "Hey, what are you doing? Why are you doing it like a funeral tribute? Who is dead?"

Well!

My heart couldn't help but stagnate. Everyone looked at each other and smiled awkwardly. Finally, the Poison King bowed and said, "Master, this is a mourning hall prepared for you. The sect leader and leader of the entire southern martial arts world, I feel grateful to you.

All my kindness has come to give you a ride."

"Ah? Me?"

"Yes, Brother Feng. They all said you were dead and asked us to send you the last trip. I was almost scared to death when I heard about it. Fortunately, you were resurrected again, wuwuwu!"

At this time, Yin Tianxue ran to Yang Feng's arms crying and kept sobbing.

Yang Feng was stunned for a moment, looked up and realized that his ladies had arrived, and he suddenly realized.

So that's it. They all thought they had died, so they came to keep a guard.

It's really good. These girls are still kind to me and I don't love them in vain.

Thinking of this, Yang Feng couldn't help but grin, patted Yin Tianxue's back, and comforted: "Stop crying, isn't I okay? It's just a misunderstanding."

"What a misunderstanding, your misunderstanding is too big, and we're almost scared to death."

"That's right, you won't be allowed to die so casually in the future."

"Yes, I almost thought my child had no father."

Hearing him say this, Ji Shishi and the three girls stepped forward and scolded each other one after another. Yang Feng laughed and shook his head, not caring about it. But Yun Zhan's last words made Yang Feng's heart skip a beat and he was stunned.

Then Yang Feng looked up at the baby in Yun Zhan's arms, and felt dull and couldn't speak for a long time. After a little while, he murmured: "That...that...this child...who's?"

"What do you mean?"

Feng Mei glared, and Yun Zhan immediately became angry: "Of course this is your seed, otherwise who do you think it is? Do you doubt I am unfaithful to you?"

"Uh... no, I just didn't prepare for a moment. I already have children?"

snort!

A thick air spurted out from his nostrils, and Yun Zhan turned his head angrily, not willing to pay attention to him.

Yang Feng smacked his lips twice, looked at the baby with a longing look on his face, and was a little timid. After all, it was the first time he became a father, and it was still so suddenly, and he murmured unconsciously: "Male or female? Give me a hug."

Look, okay?"

Yun Zhan rolled his eyes and stared at him fiercely, but he still carefully handed the child in his arms.

Yang Feng took it and looked at the eyes that were exactly the same as himself. His heart felt like he was overturning. He didn't know what it felt. There were both surprises and some confusion.

He is only about twenty years old now. In his college life, he didn't even have a girlfriend, but he suddenly had a son. This...

How should I raise this son? It was too sudden and I had no experience at all.

Yang Feng was filled with nervousness. In the future, everything would have to be kept up with the child's raising and education. He had no plans, what should he do?

Once upon a time, when he was facing Qiu Xiaotian and other peerless strong men, he was calm inside. But this time, facing such a child, he was a little busy.

Just because this is his son, he doesn't know how to give him all his best.

When Ji Shishi and other women saw Yang Feng laughing and stunned at the child, they felt a little jealous and said coquettishly: "Master, we want to have a child too."

"Well, I know, everyone has a chance. But now, I want to celebrate my eldest son's birthday first, hahaha!"

Laughing to the sky, Yang Feng asked Yun Zhan: "By the way, have my son's full moon banquet been held?"

"Not yet, your father is not here, what should I do?"

"I don't know if the day is the same. Anyway, all the martial arts fellows are here today. So I'll do it today. Demolition of all the messy white silks and change them to a more festive color for me. I have a son, hahaha!"

Yang Feng raised the baby high and shouted to everyone present.

A group of martial arts colleagues bowed to him and congratulated him: "Congratulations to Master Yang, I am happy to have a noble son!"

Then, the funeral turned into a celebration, and the entire southern martial arts world celebrated the same thing, eating and drinking at the Holy Fire Sect and drinking.

Those who were with Long Xiaotian were so scared that they slipped away quickly and did not dare to stay any longer.

At the same time, in a small valley a hundred miles away, Long Xiaotian was in pain all over his body, crawling on the ground, vomiting dozens of blood from time to time, looking dying.

He wanted to use his energy to heal his wounds, but at this time, the five five elements of energy in his body kept shuttled and colliding, making him unable to control it at all. He could only let those strange forces destroy his tendons and veins and internal organs, and he could not do anything.

Even the magic pills don't work.

This is the power of the Five Elements Yin and Yang Palm. It uses the power of the five elements to restrain the opponent's body and five elements to destroy the balance of the five elements and let it collapse internally.

This palm that defies the heavens, even the leader of the five great beasts could not stand it, let alone the flesh and blood body of Long Xiaotian.

It can be said that he left a breath now and was just waiting to die.

"I can't just die like this, I'm unwilling to accept it!" Long Xiaotian gritted his teeth and his eyes were red.

call!

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared in the air and said with a wicked smile: "Are you resentful, are you angry? Sign this contract and exchange your soul for the power of revenge. I will definitely let you get your wish, hehehe!"
Chapter completed!
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