Chapter 938 The World of Cannibalism

Seeing Ye Feng's harmless smile, the naked man thought Ye Feng was faking it. Without any explanation, the other four men shot at Ye Feng.

His strength is not bad, he is at the peak of the fourth level of Shenwu. Unfortunately, such a state can only be regarded as the bottom in Qin City, not even the middle.

The Sword of Slaughter appeared, and when he smelled the stimulating smell of blood, Mu Bai roared excitedly. The more blood and laws he absorbed, the faster he would recover.

The reason why he can awaken quickly has a lot to do with absorbing a large amount of laws and blood.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk!"

With the mysterious sword-drawing technique, the sword light swept away, four heads flew up, and four pillars of blood shot out, dyeing the thatched house red.

The four bodies had not stopped attacking. Halfway through the attack, they suddenly fell down, and blood flowed along the ground, making a trickling sound.

The naked man shrank his eyes and took a step back in fear, with a look of horror on his face.

As if looking at a devil, he looked at Ye Feng, this harmless young man, but his killing methods were so cruel.

"Are you going to do it yourself, or do you need me to do it?"

Ye Feng still had a faint smile on his face, and the murderous intention in his body was restrained. The blade of the sword was dripping with blood. If it weren't for the four corpses lying on the ground, it would have been completely unimaginable that these four people would have died under Ye Feng's sword alone.

"You... don't come over. I'm from the Song family. If you kill me, you won't be able to leave Qincheng alive!"

The big man was scared and stepped back step by step, wanting to exit the thatched house and leave here. Ye Feng gave him a spiritual shock, and his legs began to tremble unconsciously.

"Song family?"

Ye Feng frowned. Just now, stall owner Murong thought they were from the Song family. Could it be that the Song family had a grudge against stall owner Murong, and stall owner Murong thought he was sent by the Song family?

"I don't know the Song family, but I see that you often bully men and dominate women, so it's not a pity for you all to die!"

Ye Feng was too lazy to talk, so he swiped his sword and the last person fell to the ground, completely dead.

"The blood smells so stinky, bah, bah, bah, sucking it is boring!"

After absorbing some blood, Mu Bai vomited it all out and sprayed it along the tip of the sword. The blood in this big man's body was smelly. It seemed that he had done too many bad things.

After taking care of the five people, stall owner Murong stood aside blankly and finally sighed.

"You go quickly and kill the people of the Song family. They will send people here soon. I don't want to hurt you!"

Murong stall owner stood up and said to Ye Feng and the others, hoping they would leave quickly.

"Now do you still doubt that we are members of the Song family? If you don't mind, can you tell me how you ended up in this situation?"

Ye Feng put away his killing sword and asked Murong stall owner with doubt.

"Sigh, it won't do you any good to know. The Song family has a very strong power in Qin City. It was because of my words that the family was destroyed by the Song family, and I have been living a life to this day."

Although the stall owner Murong didn't say everything, Ye Feng had already heard it. It must be the stall owner Murong who said something that made the Song family feel that they had lost face, which led to the genocide.

"So what? We are disciples of the Tang family, a small second-rate family in Qincheng. We, the Tang family, have not taken it seriously yet!"

This time it was Yan Ming who spoke. Just because he was timid did not mean he had no sense of justice.

"You two, come inside and talk!"

Five corpses were placed in the yard. No one passed by anyway, and the Murong stall owner also planned to move away. The Song family knew that his people died here, and they would definitely not let it go.

After entering the house, stall owner Murong told the story in detail.

The owner of the Murong stall, whose surname is Murong and whose full name is Murong Delan, owns a medium-sized family in Qincheng with only about a hundred people. It is considered to be in its infancy and he is usually very cautious in doing things.

But he barely survived and accumulated some family fortune.

The cause of the incident was an incident two years ago. Murong Delan wanted to buy an item at the auction house that day, and the eldest son of the Song family was also there.

Because the Song family had some status in Qin City, they actually forced the price down when purchasing items, almost trying to buy the goods for free. The auction house didn't want to offend the Song family, nor did it want to make a loss-making transaction, so things became deadlocked.

In the end, Murong Delan was so angry that he said something about the eldest son of the Song family in public, saying that such a huge family fortune still lacked such resources.

It was because of these words that the Murong family was thrown into a pit of fire. The next day, the Song family led dozens of masters to sweep away the Murong family. All men, women, and children died. Only Murong Delan and his wife survived.

It was not that he escaped, but that the eldest son of the Song family wanted to slowly torture him and make his life worse than death. The five people outside came to harass him every now and then.

Because Murong Delan's body was severely injured by a powerful member of the Song family, he was unable to recover. Even a few villains dared to come up and harass him. In the past few years, Murong Delan's life could only be described as miserable.

He hides here and there every day. If his wife hadn't been suffering from a serious illness, she would have been dead long ago.

"It's unreasonable. Just because of one word, everyone in the family will be wiped out. This Song family is simply outraged by both humans and gods!"

Yan Ming stood up angrily, with an angry look on his face. If it weren't for his strength, he would have wanted to go to the Song family to ask questions.

Ye Feng shook his head. Although this senior brother has a good heart, he lacks survival experience. The world itself is a cannibal world. If you are not strong enough, you must be prepared to eat yourself at any time.

The Song family was certainly wrong, but the Murong family was not strong enough, so they had to behave honestly and should not offend those who could not be offended. In the final analysis, Murong Delan did not consider the fate of his family at that time and whether he could withstand the anger of the Song family.

Although he thought so in his heart, Ye Feng did not say it out loud to avoid hurting Murong Delan.

"Then what are your plans in the future? Are you going to keep hiding like this?"

Ye Feng glanced sideways at Murong Delan, and could see a hint of regret in his eyes. His clan members died because of him. He had been feeling very guilty in the past two years because he ruined the entire family in a moment of impulsiveness.

"Just take it one step at a time. This place is no longer suitable for people to live in. I will move out soon!"

After saying that, Murong Delan stood up, opened the curtain again, and took out more than a dozen fragments placed inside.

Mu Bai sensed it, and found that there was no aura of immortal weapon, and Ye Feng looked disappointed.

"No, there is still a scent of fairy weapons here, and it's very strong, but it's not here, it seems to be in the inner room!"

Mu Bai suddenly jumped up and smelled the smell of fairy weapons again, but it was not the dozens of fragments that Murong Delan took out just now.

"Senior Murong, are you sure you only have these fragments at home? Are there any more in the back room?"

Ye Feng asked. From Mu Bai's tone, Ye Feng could tell that the aura of the fairy weapon inside was stronger than the one bought from Fangshi. It was probably at least the size of a plate.

"No more, that's all!"

Murong Delan shook his head. He found these things from the mysterious cave.

"Don't worry, just think about it!"

Ye Feng did not give up. If it were not for Ye Feng's pure nature, someone else would have started to snatch it away. However, Ye Feng did not do so, but hoped for an equal exchange.

"Could it be it?"

Murong Delan remembered that there was indeed room in the house because the house was bare and there was not even a decent thing. He picked out a big one from the fragments and used it as a headrest for his wife.

"Can you let me see it?"

Ye Feng's face was filled with joy. Sure enough, there was a trick, and there was indeed a fragment of an immortal weapon hidden inside.

"No, this fragment has been used as a headrest for Madam. She is used to it. If it is replaced, I'm afraid she will feel uncomfortable."

Murong Delan shook his head. He had no intention of selling the big piece.

Ye Feng had a black thread on his head and a fragment of an immortal weapon. He actually used it as a headrest. It was a waste of natural resources.

"If I'm not wrong, your condition has become more and more serious in the past two years, and there is no sign of improvement."

Ye Feng changed the topic, the fairy fragments must be obtained.

"how do you know?"

After Murong Delan finished speaking, he realized that he had made a mistake.

"If I'm not wrong, the reason why your lady's condition has not improved is because of this fragment."

Ye Feng said straightforwardly, this is well-founded. If you have a serious illness in your body, put an immortal weapon next to you. The immortal weapon will automatically absorb the essence of the human body, nourish it bit by bit, and even restore the spirit of the weapon.

Unless it is a natal weapon that is nourished by its own essence and blood, so that the immortal weapon will not absorb human essence, it is obvious that Murong Delan does not know that it is a fragment of the immortal weapon.

Only those who have seen the immortal weapon can feel the aura inside. Mubai evolved from the immortal weapon, so of course he can feel the aura of the immortal weapon.

"This is impossible, please leave quickly, I won't sell that piece!"

Murong Delan was a little impatient, thinking that Ye Feng was deliberately alarmist and wanted to buy this fragment, but he said this deliberately.

"Since you don't listen to the advice, there's nothing I can do about it. If your lady doesn't rescue her in time, I'm afraid she won't survive for three days. You must know better than me!"

Ye Feng penetrated his consciousness and saw a skinny woman lying on the bamboo bed inside, covered with a shabby quilt. Sure enough, there was a fragment under her head.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Murong Delan issued an eviction order to drive Ye Feng and the two out.

"Oh, good words are hard to hear. This sentence is absolutely true. You still can't realize your mistake. It was because of your words that the whole family was implicated. Is it possible that your lady will end her life because of you?"

Ye Feng sighed. Two years later, Murong Delan still didn't realize where his mistakes were. He was too arrogant, too stubborn, and did things based on his own whims without thinking through his brain.

Such people generally have a strong personality and are easily stimulated by external forces, making it difficult to maintain a peaceful mind. However, there is also an advantage. Such people will never betray, and they will definitely end up in trouble if they are sure of something.

In the past two years, Murong Delan has lived with guilt, but he refused to admit it. Now that Ye Feng pointed it out, he suddenly burst into tears, wanting to vent all the grievances and self-blame he had suffered for the past two years.

Yan Ming wanted to stop it, but was stopped by Ye Feng. Only by letting it out can he truly be reborn.