"I want to give birth to the young master." Yan Lingji's cheeks suddenly turned red, and she was extremely glamorous.

At this moment, her eyes are as charming as silk, with shyness and affection in her eyes, her pink lips like cherries are pursed, exhaling a slight fragrance, and her slender and slender fingers are tangled together.

Yan Lingji's heartbeat quickened, she was a little impulsive today, and she even said such a thing, will the young master agree?

Facing the charming and enchanting in his arms, Chen Feng paused slightly, and subconsciously looked at the rain in the sky: "Let's talk about it after the situation in this world is settled."

Yan Lingji was ready, but he was still a little uneasy.

Maybe I am not ready for the next generation.

At this time.

He suddenly lowered his head and moved from the rain in the sky to the opposite side.

Following his gaze, I saw figures appearing on the street.

Da da.

Footsteps sounded.

Surprisingly, these people were soaked in the same rain as they were, but their clothes were wet.

In the dim light, these eight people walked slowly.

The picture appears calm.

Also a little weird.

There was an imperceptible smile on the corner of Chen Feng's mouth, just like the rain on the ground dripping into the sky, it disappeared in a flash.

Crash.

The two didn't speak, only the sound of rain was left around, and the silence was terrifying.

Countless raindrops fell on the street, making circles of ripples on the surface of the stagnant water, and then converging into one.

With one foot in the standing water, he walked toward them.

The man lowered his head slightly, with the darkness covering his face, he seemed to be patient, walking neither fast nor slow, and did not rush to find a place to shelter from the rain because of the heavy rain falling on him.

Yan Lingji was startled, the shyness and tenderness on her face turned into vigilance, and she looked in the direction Chen Feng was looking at.

She saw eight people and felt the murderous intent.

The people on the opposite side were like gods of death shrouded in darkness, walking towards them quietly, and the next step was to prepare to reap life mercilessly.

A silent swordsman, a white-haired old woman, a handsome nobleman, a masked man with a beehive, a short ugly man, a seductive woman, a scarred man with six knives in his back, and a hat on his head, Barefoot little girl with freckles!

Of these eight people, if one or two appeared alone, it would not be strange, but it was not unusual for eight of them to be in the rain at the same time.

"Son."

A solemn look appeared on Yanling Jiqiao's face, and she sensed something was wrong.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Chen Feng stroked Yan Lingji's hair, stopped, and looked playfully at the person walking across, with a calm expression.

After all, Luo Wang had his eyes on him, and he hadn't made a move before, that was because he was practicing in seclusion, and when he came out now, he couldn't help it.

In three years, Xuan Ming was more than twice as powerful as before, and with the backing of South Korea, the resources he could get increased a lot, and the threat to Luo Wang was getting bigger and bigger.

Yan Lingji frowned and looked at the eight people in the rain, her pupils shrank suddenly, and she said with great fear:

"My lord, I recognize them. They are one body with different minds, one body with eight sides, Qin's famous assassin organization... Ba Linglong!"

"Ba Linglong?"

Chen Feng muttered and smiled meaningfully.

"Flame Spirit, what the naked eye sees may not be true, even what they see themselves may not be true."

Yan Lingji didn't understand, and blinked her bright pearl-like eyes, "Young Master, what you mean is that everything I saw was fake?"

"Wait a minute, and you'll understand."

Chen Feng stretched out his hand to catch a drop of rainwater, looked at the crystal clear water drop, and murmured: Does this killer organization from many years ago really exist? "

Why does the son ask this question?

Yan Lingji couldn't help but glanced at the eight people again, the latter had already come not far in front of them and stopped.

An astonishing murderous aura rose from the rain, causing the surrounding temperature to drop suddenly.

If they weren't Ba Linglong, who would these people be?

Gan Sha, who was walking in front, looked up, ignoring Yan Lingji, who was as beautiful as a goblin, and only had Chen Feng in his eyes.

From his dark eyes, Chen Feng's appearance was reflected.

Eight feet tall, tall and powerful, wearing a white robe, with a chic temperament, not even a little wet in the rain.

This is a handsome face, with a straight nose, eyes as deep and mysterious as stars, and a curve in the corner of the mouth.

There is no doubt that Chen Feng is much more handsome than when he moved the bricks. These years of practice have made his body more and more perfect, unlike ordinary people.

"The target is confirmed, very strong."

Gansha spoke, his voice was very low, his eyes condensed into two cold stars, which landed on the invisible air shield around Chen Feng.

"Qiang, that's what's interesting."

With the enchanting smile of Li Wu, they all felt that the target this time was extremely dangerous.

This is a bad thing, but for a killer, if they encounter a difficult target, it can sometimes stimulate their interest.

It is too easy to kill people usually, it is interesting to come to a powerful target.

Excluding the little girl, the remaining seven people all looked at Chen Feng, fierce murderous intent appeared in their cold eyes, their momentum changed instantly, and a strong bloody aura emanated from their bodies.

Chapter 155

The rain keeps falling.

The street fell into a cold murderous atmosphere, and the cold fog filled the air.

"Do you think I'm prey?"

Chen Feng raised his calm and deep eyes, revealing a sharp knife-like gaze. With a flick of his finger, the raindrop in his hand moved from stillness, and shot out suddenly. Because the speed was so fast, it disappeared into the air in an instant.

Gansha's pupils shrank, and he stabbed in front of him with his sword. He stabbed a drop of rain.

Rainwater is weak and invisible, but when it contains terrifying energy, it is no worse than steel.

Ding!

The sword body trembled, as if being stabbed by the same sword, a strong air wave erupted at the tip of the sword, and an astonishing force surged, forcing his body to retreat.

He slid out of the ground, and the water was pulled out a trail, rippling away, and he stopped after three feet away.

The long sword trembled and whistled non-stop, and there was still power fluctuating on it, making it seem like he couldn't hold it.

All eight of them turned pale.

The pupils contracted, extremely fearful.

How pure internal force is it that a drop of rain shocks the enemy away from the air?

This person is even more terrifying than they expected!

For the power of this drop of rain, Chen Feng was not surprised at all, as it should be.

He stood in the rain, holding Yan Lingji in his arms: "If you were alone, you would definitely die today. Fortunately, there are many of you here."

"one person?"

A puzzled look appeared on Yan Lingji's beautiful face, and she couldn't help but look at the opposite side again.

There are still eight people, why the young master said one person.

Is there someone still in ambush?

"Don't worry, you will see his true face later."

Chen Feng smiled lightly, Ba Linglong had never been eight people, nor was it the eight people I saw now.

Gan Sha obviously hid for a while: "It's amazing, a drop of rainwater that popped up at random made me feel life and death crisis. You are worthy of being the master of Xuan Ming. We all underestimated you."

"Us? Are you still deceiving yourself and others?" Chen Feng showed a playful look. In the eyes of others, there were eight people in front of him.

But in his eyes, this is just one person.

The so-called eight people are the will of the dead souls, who have been retained for some special reasons as a special disguise and amplification.

"Look who you are now!"

After Chen Feng's words fell, the raindrops gathered in the sky and quickly turned into a water mirror in front of the eight people, reflecting a real person inside.

only one!

The other seven people were even killed by Chen Feng's attack, all of them were fake, they were hallucinations under the influence of the other party's will.

The shadows of the eight people collapsed like broken glass.

"It turns out that you have discovered my true identity a long time ago."

Another strange voice sounded, with a cold and bloodthirsty meaning, a powerful black air flow gushed out and soared into the sky.

Yan Lingji's whole body tensed up, and her beautiful eyes watched solemnly. Amid the raindrops all over the sky, a complete stranger tore off one mask after another and appeared from the darkness.

In an instant, the rain in the sky seemed to be still for a moment.

She was dressed in black, with a red ribbon tied on her head, a few strands of hair falling loose, a scar on her face, and a sense of vicissitudes and loneliness.

This person held a black long sword in his hand, his eyes were cold, with a solidified killing intent, which made her feel a huge threat.

"He's stronger than Wei Zhuang!"

Yan Lingji's face changed, and she immediately judged that this person was not something she could deal with.

"Don't be afraid, a Tianzi first-class killer is nothing."

Chen Feng patted Yan Lingji on the shoulder, and looked at the opposite side with a playful look: "The Eight Swords of the King of Yue, Black and White Xuan Jian, a generation of swordsmen, became the killer of Skynet, what a pity, a pity."

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