[Quick Transmigration] Slag Attack Transformation Strategy

"division......"

Before Yan Yuheng could howl, Lin Feng grabbed his neck.The two were so close that Lin Feng could easily spot the fear in each other's eyes.

He couldn't help snorting, sighing secretly that the system is really a good thing, not only can change some obvious characteristics of his body, but also can change body odor, even dogs can't tell the difference.

"My dear apprentice, I miss you so much these days as a teacher. It's hard to see you now. Why do you look afraid of being a teacher?" Lin Feng was almost disgusted by his perverted voice, so he choked In order to catch him, Yan Yuheng was about to leave the pavilion by the neckline.

"Master!" Yan Yuheng couldn't dodge in time, was dragged down on the chair, breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly called: "Master, my brother is here."

Lin Feng grabbed Yan Yuheng's collar hand for a while, and hummed impatiently: "Whoever is here can't save you!" After speaking, he was about to take Yan Yuheng out of here.

Yan Yuheng was like a puddle of mud at this time, and he said indiscriminately: "My senior brother has a very high level of cultivation, and I have a dual-cultivation secret method here, which can..."

"Hmph! There are so many ghostly ideas at the moment of death!" Lin Feng was full of thoughts in his heart, thinking that this Yan Yuheng was really shameless, not only a scumbag, but also a scumbag!

After saying that, he knocked Yan Yuheng unconscious with a palm.

After Yan Yuheng woke up, he found himself lying on the cold ground.The sunlight came in through the cracks of the nailed windows, Yan Yuheng tried to move, and found himself bound by four iron chains into a big font.The other end of the chains sank into a place where the light of the room couldn't reach, and Yan Yuheng tried all his strength, but he couldn't shake the four chains.

"Don't bother." Suddenly the door was pushed open with a creak, and 'Master' came in, bringing a cool fragrance.

"What do you want to do!" Yan Yuheng could only barely raise his head because his limbs were bound, and glared angrily at his cheap 'master'.

"What are you doing! Hmph! What else do you need me to do now?" Lin Feng said disdainfully. His hair stood on end before he opened his mouth and said: "The Yan family in the capital has served three generations of emperors, and the current head of the family, Yan Su, has an only son who hasn't shown up for so many years..."

The fear in Yan Yuheng's eyes could no longer be concealed, his handsome face was full of pleading: "Master, I am obedient, I will be obedient, just say what you want, my family, they are just mortals."

"You?" Lin Feng seemed to have heard some joke, and laughed for a while before saying: "You trash, you have lost your value now, but well, your family has served the emperors of three dynasties, so there must be many rare treasures... ..."

"I'll give it, I'll give it all." If he hadn't been tied up and couldn't get up now, he might have kowtowed.

Lin Feng sneered, patted Yan Yuheng's face, and under his trembling expression, slowly moved his hand to Yan Yuheng's neck, "You really think I'm a vulgar thing in your family, huh?"

"Then what do you want?" Yan Yuheng was thinking about what could change his life in his mind.

"The other day you said you had a senior brother?"

Yan Yuheng nodded.

"I went to have a look, and found that he is really stunning. And his cultivation base is not low, if such a person, he will be sold to the black market." Lin Feng rubbed his chin.

Yan Yuheng's heart was shocked, in fact, he regretted that day after he said those words carelessly.But right now his own life is still in the hands of others, he asked tentatively: "What does Master want me to do?"

"You mix this into his tea." Lin Feng held a paper bag between his fingers, and handed it to Yan Yuheng.

Yan Yuheng's eyes became cross-eyed, he looked at the small paper bag in front of him, and asked with a trembling voice: "What... is this?"

"Naturally, it is a good thing to abolish cultivation." Lin Feng stood up, flicked a few fingers, and saw that the chains binding Yan Yuheng's hands and feet were untied.

Yan Yuheng quickly got up from the ground, but couldn't help feeling dizzy for a while. It turned out that he was still having a fever.Enduring the dizziness, Yan Yuheng took the small paper bag with shaking hands.

"Take it. If this matter can't be done, be careful that your Yan family's hundreds of years of foundation will be ruined in your hands!" After the harsh words, Lin Feng left like a gust of wind.

After Yan Yuheng left the dilapidated house, he found himself in a dilapidated temple.There is still a long way to go to the city, and since Yan Yuheng was 'rescued' by Lin Feng, he has been staying in the house, and at this time he was suddenly thrown into the wilderness, and he didn't know where to go for a while .

He was used to the lightness of his body when he was cultivating, but at the moment he had a fever and felt a little top-heavy, which made his skin feel even more heavy.

If there was a mirror at this time, Yan Yuheng would definitely scream when he saw the person in the mirror.Although he was wearing an excellent brocade robe when he went out, after lying on the ground for so long, it seemed that he was dragged for a while. Now the clothes on Yan Yuheng's body could barely cover his body.

It's just that Yan Yuheng always thought highly of himself, thinking that it would be no problem to stop a car on the road with his own skin, and he would just ask his senior brother when he got to the city.

Thinking about it this way, Yan Yuheng found an official road, stood on the side of the road with a big horse, and began to wait for the gorgeous and bright carriage.

After several bullock carts passed by, Yan Yuheng finally couldn't stand still.Just when he was about to condescendingly stop a simple ox cart, an extremely luxurious carriage drove up not far away.

There are hundreds of officers and soldiers guarding the car, and the owner is obviously a high-ranking person.Look at the sign on the carriage again, and there is a big word written on it.

Yan Yuheng's pupils shrank slightly, and his heart was covered with great joy.

He eagerly ran to the carriage that was driving towards him.

"Stop! Stop!" Yan Yuheng waved his hand, signaling to the driver.

Unexpectedly, the coachman didn't seem to notice, he twitched his ass and accelerated.

Yan Yuheng was taken aback for a moment, thinking that the other party hadn't seen him, so he turned his head and stood directly in the middle of the road.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" The coachman didn't dodge, but slowed down the speed of the car, and sternly shouted at Yan Yuheng: "Get out of the way, you stinky beggar!"

Not only did Yan Yuheng not move away, but he also closed his eyes.

"Looking for death!" There was a stern shout, and then Yan Yuheng was thrown to the side of the road by a burst of force, and rolled several times.

Yan Yuheng had no cultivation base, and was almost out of breath from this kick.He coughed violently, and coughed up a mouthful of blood!