Invincible Immortal Emperor Reborn In City

2Shen Meng originally thought that she did not have the qualifications to join in such an occasion. Chen Feng asking her to enter together was really out of her expectations.     4

    

However, this was even better. This meant that Chen Feng did not treat her as an outsider.    

    

The hall was not gorgeous. It could be seen that the furniture and decorations had been there for a long time. The style was also simple and simple.    

    

Qing Yuanzi was still wearing a green Daoist robe. He was sitting on the ground, and underneath him was a clean and brand new dark carpet.    

    

In front of him was an ancient wooden table that was only a foot tall. On the table was a set of purple sand teaware and a small stove.    

    

The teapot was placed on the stove, and was heating it up. The lid of the teapot was emitting a spiraling mist.    

    

Chen Feng and Shen Meng came to the side of the wooden table and sat down on the carpet.    

    

Qing Yuanzi sized Chen Feng up a few times. He picked up the teapot on the stove and started to make tea.    

    

"Just now, I received a phone call saying that there were two murders in Ji City. The killer's method of killing was very strange. It was done by Cultivator."    

    

Chen Feng was calm. "Did West Kunlun call you?"    

    

"So, those two murders were done by you?" Qing Yuanzi passed the cup of tea that he brewed to Chen Feng and asked casually.    

    

Chen Feng picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He frowned slightly and said, "The tea leaves are not as good as mine, and the skills to make tea are also not good."    

    

Qing Yuanzi stiffened and his face became ugly.    

    

Shen Meng hurriedly covered her small mouth, afraid that she would laugh out loud if she was not careful.    

    

"You brat, why are you so direct with your words and actions?" Qing Yuanzi put the teapot back on the stove and said with a stiff face, "A massacre. In your eyes, dozens of lives can't even be compared to a cup of tea?"    

    

"Tea can be drunk. People deserve to die." Chen Feng put down the teacup and looked at Qing Yuanzi. He said word by word, "Maybe the people here are not guilty enough to die, but I don't have time to tell which one of them deserves to die and which one should not."    

    

Besides, in places like underground bars, people smuggled, sold stolen goods, sold drugs, and gambling. What kind of good things could be found in those places?    

    

Unlike Qing Yuanzi's ashen face and terrible mood, Shen Meng deeply felt the sense of security and reliance that Chen Feng protected.    

    

Was right and wrong important? Important.    

    

But these things were not as important as her.    

    

Chen Feng had never said that before, but he did. He was ruthless and ruthless to those who wanted to hurt her.    

    

Qing Yuanzi clenched his teeth tightly. His old face stiffened, and he stared at Chen Feng with a gloomy expression.    

    

"Chen Feng, no matter how strong you are, you shouldn't have caused chaos in the secular world and slaughtered the common people of Chen Feng! Besides, this is under the feet of the Wangwu Mountain! "    

    

"So, you want to condemn me?" Chen Feng was not afraid at all, and his tone was extremely cold.    

    

The atmosphere in the hall immediately became oppressive and cold, like an active volcano that was about to erupt.    

    

"Will you die if you take a step back and endure for a while?" Qing Yuanzi gritted his teeth even harder, and his aged eyes emitted a devouring light.    

    

"Yes!" Chen Feng answered firmly.    

    

Taking a step back to open up the sea and open the sky, enduring for a moment was calm and peaceful. What he said was indeed correct.    

    

But to him, he didn't need to take a step back. He didn't need to endure. He needed to do what he wanted to do immediately. He needed to kill those he wanted to kill immediately. This was what he should do.    

    

A dignified Immortal Emperor was reborn, and he had killed a group of innocent mortals who were guilty. What was wrong with that? What was the problem?    

    

Qing Yuanzi stared at him. When he was young, his expression changed and calmed down. He stroked his beard and sighed, "Forget it. I won't do anything that I don't want to do."    

    

Chen Feng smiled faintly. "This is not what a respectable senior should say."    

    

Qing Yuanzi snorted. "Then what do you want me to do? Kill you, brat?"    

    

"You better not try." Chen Feng took out a set of tea set from his interspatial Demon Refining Pot, picked up the teapot on the stove, and began to clean the tea set.    

    

Qing Yuanzi's old face stiffened again.    

    

This was clearly because he disliked the tea that he brewed, and he had nothing to say about it.    

    

Because his skill in making tea was indeed not very good.