Fengshen: The opening spoiler of King Zhou, the plot collapsed

There is a great awareness of obliterating grievances and enmities.

He stepped forward a few steps, came to Yuan Futong's side, and patted his shoulder.

Seriously said: "Brother, you have good concentration, would you like to go to Gu's tent..."

However...

Before King Zhou finished speaking, he saw that Yuan Futong was patted lightly by him and lost his focus.

The whole person was straight and fell backwards...

bang——

There was a sound of falling to the ground.

When I looked at Yuan Futong's expression again, he still kept the same smile as before.

"This..." King Zhou was embarrassed now...

This shit, it turned out that it wasn't that he had good concentration, but that the blow of the stick had shocked him to death...

"Ah! brother!—"

When Kunpeng saw this, his face was scorched, and he quickly stepped forward to help Yuan Futong up.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Futong was overstimulated, his whole body became stiff, like a zombie

===Chapter 104 Another way to lie down and win===

King Zhou quickly couldn't help but said, "Brother Kunpeng, brother Yuan, are you okay?"

Kunpeng didn't answer, but started to check the situation around him using the formula.

It's just that this investigation made Kunpeng break out in a cold sweat.

He had to quickly take out an incense stick.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just some old problems, it's just over-scaring, let's go, let's go back and talk about it"

King Zhou and his son could only nod and follow.

However, before leaving, Yin Hong naturally did not forget to pack up the scraps of the iron rod and the fragments of magic weapons on the Qixiang cart and take them away together.

......

While having lunch, suddenly there was a howl like a pig being killed from behind a group of people.

It's heartbreaking to hear.

"Shocking!"

"This handsome cold iron is amazing!"

"Hell!"

After shouting a few times, everyone turned around and saw Yuan Futong squatting on the edge of the sea road, weeping loudly, beating his chest and stamping his feet.

It can't help but make people feel a little moved.

"What's wrong with him?" Tsing Yi asked Yin Hong's arm lightly.

"It's okay, his big stick is broken." Yin Hong pretended to be nonchalant, picked up a black stick and turned over the firewood a few times in the fire.

This time, Kunpeng's eyelids could not stop twitching.

Originally in the secret room, he thought this kid was just talking nonsense.

Unexpectedly, the Chaos Rod was actually used as a fire stick...

This time Kunpeng really punched this kid, and then picked up the Chaos Stick to pamper him.

This is a treasure, a chaos-level treasure, and it's actually used to burn firewood?

Besides, if you don't know the origin of this black stick, I can forgive you for the crime of ignorance.

But this kid is clearly clear, after all, he has already explained it very clearly in the secret room.

No, Kunpeng was so angry that he could only stare blankly.

He even began to feel that if the Chaos Demon Ape was still alive, he might die of anger if he saw this scene, right?

But how could Yin Hong have the awareness of people like Kunpeng?

In his eyes, this iron rod is a treasure, and the treasure will not be burned, since it will not be burned, why not make the best use of it?

At this time, King Zhou picked his teeth and stood up.

Obviously this is the appearance of leaving after eating, feeling the round belly.

Facing Kunpeng, he smiled and said, "Brother Kunpeng, I've eaten this meal too, so I won't bother you any more in the past few days, and I need to make some preparations when I go back, so that I can prepare for my return to court."

Seeing this, Kunpeng also got up quickly, cupped his hands, and then made a gesture of invitation.

"Okay, please, this way, since my brother is busy, then my brother will not delay my big business. Come, my brother will see you off."

As the two walked, Tsing Yi and Jiu Feng also followed.

After all, before leaving, I still need to say a few words about the important cooperation between the three clans.

Jiufeng moved his feet, came to the same side of the two, and asked: "You two, when are you going to start the construction of the trading city? My mother can go to do some work in advance."

The two bowed their hands slightly to Jiufeng, and King Zhou replied, "Don't worry, my son, his aunt, when we return to the barracks, I will immediately notify the grand master and let him use the ink unicorn, and go back to report and prepare. I guess When Gu returns to Chaoge, it should also take shape."

When Jiufeng heard this, he nodded his head first, then shook it again.

"No, no, king of men, I won't go with you to the barracks. Later, I will go directly to Zhenyuanzi's Earth Immortal Realm, and then I will go to Shebishi Country outside the East China Sea. There are still many places to visit in the future, and I will go around to find those clansmen who live in seclusion. I just don’t know how long it will take for you to plan it?”

"Is this..." King Zhou stroked his chin, thinking for a moment.

Only then did he reply: "At least one month, at most three months, the work should be almost completed. Auntie, what do you think of this time?"

"Okay! See you later then."

As soon as Jiufeng finished speaking, he cupped his hands at the two of them, and he was about to leave.

King Zhou and Tsing Yi also cupped their hands repeatedly, exchanged a few polite words, and were ready to leave.

It's just that the three of them just took off one by one, and before flying a hundred meters away, they realized that something seemed to be missing.

"Hey, auntie, did we drop something? Why does it always feel weird?"

"Did you drop something?" Jiufeng paused when he heard the words, and quickly stopped in mid-air, groping around, "No, I didn't bring many things out."

At this time, Tsing Yi chuckled, which caught the attention of the two of them.

Hearing the sound, the two of them looked at Tsing Yi at the same time.

Tsing Yi turned her head and pointed in the direction of the small island.

Just saw that Kunpeng was standing on the bank, waving at them from afar.

I didn't think there was anything wrong, but when their eyes looked in the specific direction of Tsing Yi again.

King Zhou's face almost turned green.

Jiufeng almost didn't feel unsteady, and fell directly into the sea.

No one else, because of where their eyes fell.

It was Yin Hong who was standing beside Ji Meng and Fei Lian, waving his hands to the three of them as farewell.

It seems that the host is seeing off the guests.

Especially the smile on his face, and the little hands that kept shaking rapidly.

This is the rhythm that they wish they could leave quickly.

"This..." King Zhou paused, and then the veins on his face popped up instantly, and he gritted his teeth and muttered: "This rebellious son!!!"

Looking at this appearance, Yin Hong obviously wants to settle down here.

Being noticed by King Zhou, Yin Hong who was below hurriedly dodged and hid behind Ji Meng.

Are you kidding me?

He doesn't want to go back, how comfortable it is here.

What is lying to win?

On this small island, if there is no competition with the world, isn't that a good way to lie down and win?

go back?What are you doing back home?If everything is as expected, it won't take a few months for Daji to enter the palace.

Rather than being persecuted and running away all the way, it's better to be comfortable here, to be a salted fish that can eat grilled fish every day.

But at present, how could King Zhou's fancy to Yin Hong make him hang around in this place and wait to die?

If he stays here, who will take care of his trading city?

This is a major event for the three clans, and it would not be suitable for this kid to be replaced by anyone.

Besides, how would Grand Master Wen explain?

His grandson is now his darling.

Even if his father and son fell into the river at the same time, he was sure that the old man would abandon him and save the little traitor first.

Thinking about it, King Zhou angrily headed in the direction of Yin Hong, and swooped down with a quick shot.

In the blink of an eye, Yin Hong's ears were already picked up angrily, and he lifted them up directly.

As soon as Yin Hong was in pain, he cried father and mother.

"Hey, it hurts, it hurts, father, you can go, why are you back? Are you missing Erchen just after you left? Don't worry, you have something important to do, hurry up, Erchen is here to help you Engage in diplomacy."

"Diplomacy? You ass! What are you doing here!!!"

The more angry King Zhou was, he withdrew his big hand, then raised it up again, wanting to slap a big-eared melon seed hard.

There is no news that the grand master stopped him here, and King Zhou has been wanting to smack this kid for a long time, how could he be fooled so easily?

Yin Hong quickly dodges, dodges the ear melon seeds, and comes to the edge of the fire.

Lifting the iron rod again, he laughed awkwardly.

"Look, father, my son can light a fire!"

puff--

King Zhou's mouthful of old blood flowed directly up...

This posture is obviously the rhythm for this kid to die here.

===Chapter 105 Let's show some face===

Yin Hong's subconscious forced sophistry can make King Zhou angry.

However, it was also because of Yin Hong's action at this moment.

Not far away, Kunpeng's eyes widened, and a flash of light flashed in his mind.

Seems to have realized something.

Looking back at Yuan Futong, even seeing him staring at Yin Hong.

Those red eyes seemed to swallow Yin Hong alive.

Needless to say, Kunpeng had already expected the current situation.

Who told Yuan Futong to be a stickler?

Before Yin Hong used the Chaos Stick as a fire stick, Yuan Futong was still overwhelmed with grief and didn't see it.

But now, the two father and son made such a big commotion.

How could Yuan Futong not notice?

When he saw Yin Hong with his own eyes, when he inserted the most precious chaos rod into the fire to stir it, it seemed as if it was inserted into his heart and stirred back and forth.

That is a treasure, a treasure!

With a single stick, he smashed his own Han Tian Zhen Tian stick into a chaotic treasure.

How could Yuan Futong not be angry if he didn't cherish the treasure so much?

Immediately, bursts of undead murderous aura began to appear around Yuan Futong's body.

A flash disappeared in place in an instant, and he didn't want to care about anything at this moment.