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This was too violent. He was actually stripped naked by the six beauties without even a pair of underwear remaining!

The beauties were all laughing. They wanted to cleanse Chen Fei of the blood on his clothes, but who knew if what they said was true?

At the very least, Xiao Ru was very dishonest. She had already taken off all her clothes and was still touching Chen Fei's body, saying that she still needed to check for injuries.

It was obvious at a glance. Was there even a need to check it?

Fortunately, the farce only lasted for a few minutes before Sun Xiaomei chased the Battle Woman.

Lying alone on the bed, Chen Fei was feeling very sweet and helpless.

The clothes had been taken away, along with the phone and mission card inside the clothes. The Seal Card had also taken them away.

But it didn't matter, sooner or later, Chen Fei felt tired and could take a good rest.

Closing his eyes, he recalled the moment when he left the instance dungeon. He felt slightly regretful.

The timing was still a bit lacking. The moment he swung his sword, dust billowed in the air. Indeed, it was powerful, just like the special effect of the game. Unfortunately, there was no result.

Qiu Qianchi was too evil, forcing Little Dragon Maiden and Yang Guo to assassinate Huang Rong in the original books, forcing his daughter, Gongsun Green Fragrance, to die, and even killing many people, Chen Fei didn't like her in the first place.

If he didn't kill her with a single sword strike, she would definitely be a disaster. Little Dragon Maiden had just recovered and Yang Guo was still unconscious, no one could figure out what she would do.

It was a pity that he had used up all of his entries in the instance dungeon. Otherwise, Chen Fei would have really wanted to go back and take a look.

Little Dragon Maiden, Yang Guo, I can only help you guys with this.

Without the calamity of the Amorous Flower's poison, Yang Guo and Little Dragon Maiden wouldn't be separated anymore, right? And Yang Guo wouldn't be met with the Divine Condor and obtained the Heavy Profound Iron Sword either, right?

There's no more Divine Eagles, is this what I did right or wrong?

Other than that, there were also other questions that troubled Chen Fei — — How did I become so powerful?

The Frost Mourn was only a handicraft, although it used good steel, it was not enough to cut iron like mud. Why did it have to be chopped into metal Ring s as simple as cucumbers?

Why was I so aggressive in the instance dungeons? Why did I feel so comfortable the moment I saw the gush of blood? Why did I feel so carefree? Why did I desire to lead such an exciting life every second? Why did I desire to mince my enemies into minced meat?

Is there a murderous heart buried deep in my bones?

This deduction was not good. Chen Fei could not help but shiver and subconsciously grabbed the Frost Mourn that was lying on the bedside.

This was the first time this sword had shown its sharpness. In just a few short hours, it had killed three people, all of whom had been slaughtered.

Everyone who was struck by the Frost Mourn, no matter if it was Gongsun Zhi or Yin Xing, or even Golden Wheel-in-law, who had cultivated the Dragon Elephant Divine Arts to the Transformation Boundary and was said to be invulnerable to weapons, were all smashed into pieces. It was as if when the sword swung out, it carried the power of the Thousand Slaughter.

However, Chen Fei was 100% sure that he did not use the Thousand Slaughter.

Without using the Battle Woman's possession or summoning the kitchen knife, he would not be able to use the Thousand Slaughter!

One thing was certain, after the Frost Mourn entered the instance dungeon, it had added a few mysterious and terrifying abilities.

Chen Fei's left hand held onto the sword hilt, while his right hand traced the edge of the Frost Mourn's sword gently.

At that time when he killed Gongsun Zhi, the body of the Frost Mourn was covered with blood stains and there were even many pieces of flesh on it. But now, there was nothing.

There was no blood, no chunks of flesh, even the sword was brighter than before. Even the edge of the sword …

Suddenly, Chen Fei sat up.

The Frost Mourn was a blunt sword that had not been sharpened before, why did it suddenly become so sharp?

The special characteristics of this sword had truly been brought into the real world. Did this mean that in the real world, he could use it with sorrow and possess the same terrifying strength as when he was in instance dungeons?

Chen Fei was stunned, he stared at the Frost Mourn, somewhat excited, somewhat curious, but mostly fearful.

Facing a weak modern man, he would not turn into a murderer with a raise of his hand!

"Buzz!" Chen Fei seemed to have heard a strange sound, and a green light suddenly emerged from the Frost Mourn's sword blade.

What was going on?

Chen Fei thought that he was seeing things and immediately observed the sword blade of the Frost Mourn carefully.

"Buzz buzz …" That strange sound came again, and it didn't seem to be ringing in his ears, but directly in the depths of Chen Fei's mind.

At the same time, a green colored mist appeared on the body of the Frost Mourn. It lingered around and quickly flowed, as if it wanted to break away from the sword, but it was restrained by some kind of mysterious energy.

Was this a Sword Spirit?

Having read too many fantasy novels, Chen Fei immediately thought of a mysterious word. Not only was he not afraid, he instead observed it seriously.

No wonder this sword was so powerful. It turned out to have a sword spirit. This was a godly weapon!

It's worth it, I only bought it for a hundred thousand, if that sissy Shuang Er found out, she would probably regret it to death!

Looking at it, Chen Fei realized that the green mist seemed to have some form. It was rolling and gradually becoming clearer.

"Gongsun Zhi!" Chen Fei suddenly trembled.

In that moment just now, that ball of mist had actually condensed into the image of a person that was extremely similar to Gongsun Zhi.

The profile pic struggled, seemingly shouting in pain.

An illusion. It must be an illusion. Maybe it was the first time he had killed someone, so there was a shadow in his heart.

Chen Fei tried to console himself, but in the next second, another person's profile pic condensed into form. It was none other than Yin Xing!

Yin Xing didn't struggle, nor did he shout, but coldly looked at Chen Fei, just like a demon in the abyss, silently sending an evil aura to the outside world.

This was not an illusion; the mist could really condense an adult. Chen Fei's breathing almost stopped.

When the third person, Golden Wheel-in-law appeared, laughing sinisterly as he extended a hand, as if grabbing towards Chen Fei's chest, Chen Fei's fear reached its peak.

Chen Fei suddenly jumped up, the Frost Mourn in his hand fiercely swung out.

"Boom, hualala …" Amidst a series of loud sounds, a huge ravine that was over three meters long, seven to eight centimeters wide, and over fifteen centimeters deep appeared on the wall of the master bedroom.

A table in the corner was broken, the window nearby was broken, and a flower pot was also broken.

"Young master, what's wrong!" The door was kicked open, and Shuang Er rushed in with the Flowing Cloud Sword in hand.

"Hoodlum, did a thief come?" Sun Xiaomei immediately rushed over, with two kitchen knives in her hands, she rushed to the window and looked down: "Where are you, running so fast?"

"There's no one here, I … It's just training! " Chen Fei seemed to be exhausted.