Fantasy: The opening pushes the ages

However, Zhou Mu didn't care at all.

He still had the same sneer, and said: "I will give you one last chance to hand over the heavy medicine, and I will let it go, or else..."

Speaking of this, a murderous look flashed through his pitch-black eyes.

Obviously, there is a strong murderous intent in those unfinished words, and these things, although he has received a good education in the new century in later generations, he will definitely not be able to do them.

However, for him, if someone destroys his world, then he will destroy that person's world, and repay evil with kindness. How can he repay kindness? Retribution, evil is like revenge.

Seeing Zhou Mu's murderous aura, Cao Feng couldn't help but feel a thick chill.

He only had this feeling when facing the Sword God Palace and advocating the Heavenly Sword.

But that person is already a strong man at the level of a holy king.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, with complicated eyes, he had already made the most beneficial choice for himself, and said: "Chen Yao is currently in Yihong Courtyard."

"Yihong Courtyard?" Zhou Mu raised his brows when he heard the words. Somehow he realized something, and his complexion suddenly changed. With a flash of his figure, he came in front of Cao Feng.

Although in terms of size, Cao Feng was a bit taller than Zhou Mu, but in terms of momentum, Zhou Mu was hard on Cao Feng.

Saint coercion is no fun.

"Has he ever touched Dandan?"

This is his bottom line and a red line that he must never touch.

When he knew that Zhou Dandan was trapped in the dark room, he rushed over in a hurry.

It's just that he didn't have this kind of power at the time. Coincidentally, after he rescued Zhou Dandan, Han Fei was released. With the help of the Shenyao Sword, his cultivation reached the level quasi-emperor level.

Although it is said that he borrowed the power of foreign objects, the power surging around him cannot be faked.

So he waved his hand casually, and the little spiritual power revealed from his fingers filled Zhou Mu's whole body, and his cultivation reached the level of a saint.

Then there is this scene.

The youngest saint powerhouse.

Cao Feng's face changed slightly when he heard the words. After feeling the piercing murderous aura, he immediately said: "No, absolutely not. I gave him a death order, and he dare not disobey."

Hearing Cao Feng's reassurance, Zhou Mu was relieved, but when he left, he still didn't forget to say harshly, "Remember, there are some people you can't afford to offend. If you offend me again in the future Don't blame me for being cruel."

Cao Feng shivered violently.

It was clearly a beautiful spring, but it made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Yihong Courtyard

now
In a room, there is an ambiguous sound that makes people's ears red and heartbeat, mixed with a hint of joy.

"Hate……"

The delicate little girl's voice is so crisp to the bone, it makes people feel an indescribable itching.

"What a stunner."

It was a man's voice that spoke at this moment.

Then the voice of speaking could no longer be heard.

After about an hour, the hearty battle was able to stop.

On the bed, Shen Yao had a satiated smile on his face, put his arms around the woman's fragrant shoulders, and said: "Xiaoqing, why don't you redeem yourself."

Xiaoqing curled her lips when she heard the words, and said, "That's good, but I don't have any money."

Saying that, Xiao Qing looked at Shen Yao pitifully.

Shen Yao chuckled, and in the eyes full of hope, said: "Me neither."

Xiaoqing was a little unhappy, "Then why are you talking about this, to make people happy for nothing."

The tone of his speech was already a little dissatisfied, but because the person in front of him was a God of Wealth, he didn't dare to express his dissatisfaction too clearly, so he somewhat restrained himself.

Shen Yao's eyes suddenly became complicated, she sighed deeply, and said: "In the troubled times, at least there is a caretaker in Yihong Courtyard, if you live in no fixed place like me, you may be killed one day. "

Xu heard the melancholy in Shen Yao's words, Xiaoqing noticed something was wrong, and quickly pretended to be concerned and asked: "Brother Yao, what happened, tell Xiaoqing, Maybe Xiaoqing can give you advice?"

Although Shen Yao knew that Xiao Qing was acting on the occasion and did not use his true emotions, what he wanted was nothing more than the money in his pocket.

But, for him at the moment, this is enough, after all, some people are not even willing to do hypocrisy.

He knew that he had already become an abandoned child, and Cao Feng might betray him one day, and he would have thought clearly about how he died by then.

Fortunately, his family can benefit from his existence, which is enough.

Thinking about it, his eyes suddenly wandered, his throat moved, and he rushed over again, like a hungry wolf rushing to eat, swallowing all the words that Xiaoqing had not yet spoken in the future.

Since they are going to die, they should just have fun before they die, even if they die, they have to be a full ghost.

Of course, this fullness is not the fullness of eating.

……

Another half an hour tossed.

After being exhausted, Shen Yao fell into a deep sleep.

There is everything in the dream, it is very beautiful, but it is too illusory, so that you can't touch it with your hands.

Shen Yao didn't want to wake up, compared to the cold world, the illusory dream was enough to comfort people's hearts.

When he woke up, it was already midnight, and the bed beside him was already empty, like a sliver of warmth. At this time, he must have walked a lot to make the bed so cold.

In other words, Xiaoqing left when he was just asleep. For such a profession rich in special missions, time is life, and wasting time is undoubtedly wasting life and money. It is the time when the flow of people is the most, and businessmen who are good at doing business will seize the opportunity.

For this, Shen Yao was no stranger to it.

Not waking him up and driving him away was the last kindness.

After a brief freshening up, he walked out. At this time, the voices were already full of people, the delicate voice of Yingge filled the audience, and a thick breath spread.

Shen Yao often came here, so he walked to the somewhat hidden back door, where someone was doing bad things in the corridor, seeing Shen Yao's appearance, the two of them still took it easy and were still happily playing.

Opening the door, Shen Yao walked out quickly. After leaving the quagmire-like environment, he was able to breathe. The sweat on his forehead dripped down. .

As soon as he raised his head, a figure fell into his eyes.