Chapter 391

Feng Yuqiu's body stood still. A wisp of cold wind blew outside the window. His clothes were flying and his domineering side leaked!

You can insult me, not my wife!

The biting cold feeling in the chest completely disappeared. In the Dantian, the internal strength that had been suppressed for a long time reappeared. The strong and domineering breath seemed that even Feng Yuqiu couldn't suppress it.

Powerful internal force can overflow at any time.

Feng Yuqiu felt as if she had a very real and fearful dream, from strong to decadent and depressed, falling into the trough of life.

Another moment out of the trough.

Lost and recovered, the rest of life.

Feng Yuqiu left this experience and had a new understanding of life. No matter how powerful the martial arts cultivation is, it is still human. As long as it is human, it can't escape people's seven emotions and six desires. There is no need to suppress it suspiciously.

These days, let him see a lot of people and things. Some people are worth protecting with their lives, and some people are worth making friends for a lifetime.

Feng Yuqiu turned her head and looked softly at the ghost sister supported by scar Zi, "Junrong."

"Qiu......" ghost sister's voice is very weak. There are still blood stains on her mouth, but she has a smile on her face. "Have you really recovered?"

Feng Yuqiu's recovery exceeded everyone's expectations. Many people can't cure the congenital Yang deficiency. Unexpectedly, Jiang Wuchen cured it with a finger.

In fact, this seemingly ordinary finger consumes the vitality of Jiang Wuchen! Moreover, Feng Yuqiu's body has not been consolidated. If you want to really recover, you still need to take some pills.

If Jiang Wuchen is still in the master stage, it is very difficult to relieve Feng Yuqiu's Yang deficiency. The gap between the venerable and the master is an insurmountable gap.

One is internal strength, the other is vitality, the other is Dantian and the other is Qihai. These are two completely different concepts.

Feng Yuqiu went over, took the ghost sister from scar Zi and picked her up. "From now on, your temper will be restrained. Don't swear casually."

As a "social person", ghost sister was careless and went her own way. At this moment, she became a little woman and nodded obediently, "OK, I promise you."

"Don't worry, I won't allow anyone to bully you in this life."

"Roll your eyes?"

Feng Yuqiu was stunned and immediately nodded, "it's not good to turn your eyes!"

"Ah Qiu, Congratulations," scar said with a smile, "and congratulations to you and sister ghost."

"Thank you, black egg." Feng Yuqiu said.

Not far away, those Dongyi people ran to Wuzang Yilang who was beaten by Feng Yuqiu to check the situation. Wuzang Yilang's neck bone was crushed and his trachea was cut off. Even if he was a master, he couldn't live at this moment.

The Dongyi people looked at Feng Yuqiu angrily and shouted, "you... You killed Musashi Ichiro!"

Feng Yuqiu's confident eyes, which made him look at the world, returned and shot at these people coldly and arrogantly.

These people felt a chill for no reason.

"What if I make trouble on Chongyang island and kill him?"

"Baga, you are provoking my Musashi family!"

"How about provocation?" Feng Yuqiu said coldly.

"I'll go back to Dongyi and explain the situation to the Musashi family. The small Chongyang island is waiting to be flattened by the Musashi family..." the middle-aged Dongyi man roared loudly.

Feng Yuqiu flashed a murderous opportunity in her eyes, released her palm, and violently hit away with an internal force.

Bang.

Powerful energy immediately bombarded the middle-aged man's chest. The middle-aged man vomited blood, retreated, fell to the ground and died on the spot.

For a moment, the scene was silent.

Feng Yuqiu looked at the rest.

Just now, the young man who was also cultivating Feng Yuqiu fell on his knees with a pop, smashed his forehead on the wooden floor and kowtowed, "I'm wrong, God of war, spare my life..."

Feng Yuqiu said indifferently, "remember, this is what you should be."

Jiang Wuchen has a faint smile on his face, "is the loading force over?"

"Er?" Feng Yuqiu was embarrassed and his old face turned red. "This time, thank you... Mr. Jiang."

"You're welcome. You haven't really recovered. You still need to take some pills to send sister GUI back to Lingbao hall. I'll wait for you in the golden camp." Jiang Wuchen said.

Feng Yuqiu's body trembled and the golden camp

As early as three days ago, Miss Feng set up the gold army and set up the gold camp, which represented the camp of the gold army on Chongyang island. Feng Yuqiu was still a disabled man at that time. He thought he would be like this in his life, and it was impossible to join the gold Army. "Feng Zhanshen" will completely become history.

Unexpectedly, opportunities always appear quietly.

Let the law enforcers on Chongyang Island clean up the mess.

The so-called Dongyi Musashi family is just a master. If you kill it, you will kill it. Jiang Wuchen doesn't care.

The golden camp is located in the northeast of Chongyang island. The camp is close to the sea. The golden army formed by more than 400 martial arts teachers is gathered here, waiting for the emergence of the first generation leader of the Golden Army.

The head is actually the meaning of the boss. This title is more popular among fishermen. A fishing boat or a fishing team has a head.

This leader is experienced and the absolute leader of the team. His command must be obeyed by everyone, even if it is wrong.

This is the absolute power of the head and the team's trust in the head's decision.

It is really because the head has absolute power, so when choosing the head, it is often not an easy thing, full of cruel competition.

Soldiers who don't want to be generals are not good soldiers. They are eager to become leaders in every fishing team.

In the Golden Army, no one expected that Miss Feng would use the code head.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening. Four hundred golden soldiers gathered here for more than an hour, and their heads still didn't appear.

This made the originally excellent martial practitioners with patience a little more anxious.

"Who would it be?"

"Who knows."

"It hasn't appeared yet. It must be playing a big card."

"What about playing big cards? The head appointed by Miss Feng is definitely different."

"I heard it's this head. It's... Mr. Jiang."

"Master Jiang of Lingbao hall?"

"Well, you know, it was master Jiang who injured Huang Yuxiu when he appeared at the Dragon cutting platform that day. He was the first venerable on Chongyang island!"

"It doesn't matter who has the head. I can't lose one pill promised to me every month. I'm not here to play."

Just then, outside the barracks, Jiang Wuchen, scar Zi, Lao Shi, Liu Mu and others came together. Beside Jiang Wuchen, there were Miss Feng in sportswear and Wu Yue.

"Miss Feng is coming!" someone shouted softly.

The buzzing crowd suddenly quieted down. Four hundred people stood neatly and turned their heads to look at the people coming.

Master Jiang, it's really him!