Chapter 653 Deliberately Making Things Difficult!

"Master, what are you going to do about Lin Feng's matter?"

Zhi Zechen stood on the top of an unknown mountain, looking at the white-robed old man in front of him respectfully, and his tone of voice was also very respectful.

The old man in white robe stood in front, his hands behind his back, his robe fluttering in the wind, looking particularly heroic and domineering. Listening to Zhi Zechen's questions, the old man frowned slightly, turned around and looked at Zhi Zechen, and said calmly. He yelled: "Don't get involved in this matter. The other party's background is beyond your imagination. It's better not to touch this bad guy."

"But, Master, don't you admire Lin Feng?" Zhi Zechen looked at the old man with a puzzled look on his face. He was very surprised in his heart. He would never have thought that Kong Zu would say such a thing.

"I admire Lin Feng, and I also ordered your senior brother Shi Lao to bring him in from a distant dimensional space at the beginning of the ninth day. I wanted him to pass on my mantle, but..."

Speaking of this, Kongzu's face suddenly became ugly, as if he was unwilling but helpless, making it difficult to understand Kongzu's inner thoughts at the moment.

Zhi Zechen has never seen his master show such a hesitant look. In the past, his master always dealt with things indifferently, took everything very lightly, and practiced the power of the Tao without paying attention to trivial matters. But now such a performance is difficult to convince Zhi Zechen. Zechen understood what happened to Kongzu.

"Always, don't ask. There are too many complications in this matter. Let's not worry about Lin Feng. If he can survive, he is lucky. If he can't survive, then destroy him."

Kongzu waved his hand and then said this to Zhi Zechen. The latter looked surprised and stared, not knowing what to say. After a long time, Zhi Zechen nodded slowly. Since Kongzu Having said that, he could only obey, but he could imagine how great the danger contained in this was, so that even a dignified intermediate god would not be able to retreat and ignore the future heir he supported...

Zhi Zechen left this mountain, but Kongzu in white robes still stood here without speaking, but looking around he could feel that this place did not belong to the scope of Sanguo, because both the prosperity and the intensity of vitality were Much more than Sanguo.

Kongzu didn't care about Lin Feng's crisis this time. Zhi Zechen finally understood that unless Lin Feng had the ability to save himself, he would not be able to survive this crisis. Zhi Zechen sighed, a good junior, a person who develops from the bottom of the small world. It is a pity that those who have risen will be destroyed in this eternal kingdom.

However, Zhi Zechen can also understand this situation, because in the eternal kingdom, there are too many such situations, they are simply countless. Countless geniuses have been destroyed in the growth period. No matter how famous the gods are, they have become the feet of future generations. The white bones can never be turned over.

Zhi Zechen could smell the chilly and tense atmosphere in the air. It was hard for him to imagine what would happen to Lin Feng in the next period of time. He really didn't want to hear the bad news that Lin Feng had died in the dungeon of Sanguo Palace. Bad news.

"That's all we can do. Other than that, what else can we do?" Zhi Zechen sighed helplessly, with a bitter expression on his face. The three superior gods wanted Lin Feng to die, so Lin Feng would not be able to survive. , this is the attitude of the strong towards the weak. The weak cannot change, because the weak do not have the strength.

This is the principle of the weak eating the strong. Lin Feng must be able to feel it now, right?

The Sanguo Palace, the dungeons, and the cold and damp environment housed countless evildoers, but in the last dungeon, even these evildoers had to be respectful, not for anything else, just because the prisoners in this dungeon killed A superior state religion.

Lin Feng was sitting in the dungeon, surrounded by rancid weeds and coagulated blood, but Lin Feng ignored it. The only thing Lin Feng was unwilling to do was to change from a champion in the country competition to a prisoner, and in the future He couldn't control things, which worried Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was not stupid. He could guess that someone was definitely targeting him, and such a person would definitely not be able to offend the leader of San Kingdom. Otherwise, a high-ranking god would not imprison him in a dungeon. As for himself and San Kingdom, There is absolutely no possibility of any grudges between the kings of the country.

But Lin Feng is very vengeful. Since the leader of the San Kingdom has obeyed those people, it means that he is his enemy, and Lin Feng will never be soft-hearted towards his enemies. Lin Feng thought, if there is I will be able to leave here if I have the opportunity. When I become stronger, I will settle this account properly.

"It's time to eat, here you go."

At this moment, there was a disciple delivering food in the corridor. This disciple stood in front of Lin Feng's dungeon with the rice in his hands. He threw the rice bowl to the ground. The rice was spilled on the ground and exuded a musty smell. This disciple He stood up and was about to leave.

"Pick up the food for me."

Lin Feng lowered his head and did not look at the disciple, but there was a hint of majesty in his tone. When the disciple heard such a cold voice, he couldn't help but turn pale. He turned back to look at Lin Feng, and then he thought Get up, this is the devil who killed the state religion just yesterday.

"You, don't be arrogant, I'm not afraid of you." The disciple forced himself to calm down and shouted at Lin Feng. Then he stared at Lin Feng coldly and prepared to leave the dungeon. He did not want to stay here for one more step, let alone face this demon.

He took a step, but found that he was fixed here and could not move out of the half meter around him. He panicked and glanced at Lin Feng. He immediately saw Lin Feng's bloodthirsty eyes looking at him. He was frightened. broken.

"I told you, pick up the food for me." Lin Feng looked at the man expressionlessly, as if he were looking at a dead man.

The man's face was pale. He was used to being arrogant, and he had a natural sense of superiority towards these prisoners, because he could insult and ridicule these villains at will, and they would not be able to get out. This gave him an unprecedented confidence, but he forgot that what was in front of him was This man in black robe is not something he can mess with.

The champion of the Sanguo Competition, what a resounding name, countless times more arrogant than the Seven Laws of the Sanguo. How could he mess around with such a person?

The man regretted a little. He looked at Lin Feng with a pleading look on his face, hoping that Lin Feng would let him leave the dungeon. However, Lin Feng was indifferent and just looked at the bowl of rice scattered on the ground. He told the man clearly that if you today If you don't pick up this bowl of rice, you don't have to go back.

Gritting his teeth, the man finally couldn't help Lin Feng's murderous aura. He walked to the iron window with his head lowered, squatted down, and picked up the rice grains one by one with his hands. In the end, there was not a drop of rice grains on the ground, and the rice bowl was gone. All filled.

"Can I leave?" The man looked overjoyed, then raised his head and looked at Lin Feng, asking with a look of longing.

Lin Feng sneered lightly, then pointed at the rice bowl and shouted in a deep voice: "Eat this bowl of rice, and you can leave."

"You, don't go too far, I...". After hearing Lin Feng's words, the man's expression suddenly changed, and then his eyes were filled with anger and ferociousness. However, Lin Feng had no time to listen to his nonsense and directly shouted in a cold voice: "If you don't eat, you don't have to leave the dungeon."

Lin Feng's words were very simple and indifferent. Although there was no harsh tone, the man's body was so frightened that he trembled. Perhaps he was angry, or perhaps he was afraid of Lin Feng's terror.

He looked at the bowl of rice on the ground. It already exuded a musty smell. Even dogs would not eat such rice. How could it be possible for him to eat it?

"Eat, give it to me, haha, you beast, you also have today, let me eat it."

"I ate this dinner for you, sir. Haha, you usually make things difficult for us with such a meal. If we don't eat, you will beat us. Haha, are you today too?"

"What? Are you feeling sick too? Do you feel this way too? You feed us this damn thing every day, but have you ever thought that one day you would have to eat like this?"

Lin Feng's making things difficult for the man attracted the support of other prisoners in the prison. Almost all the prisoners who could speak were lying in front of the bars and roared coldly at the man, their faces full of ferocity and distortion. .

They had been bullied by this man for countless years, and today they were finally able to avenge their shame and let this man have a taste of the musty rice that even dogs wouldn't eat.

The man was so frightened that his face turned pale. He wanted to vomit when he looked at the meal on the ground. Others didn't know it, but he knew very well that this meal was specially prepared by him for these prisoners. It contained his urine. After exposure to the sun, fermentation and distribution to these prisoners.

He just wants to play tricks on these prisoners, because he always thinks in his heart, are the prisoners still human? No, they are worse than beasts. Since they are worse than beasts, why should he give them good food and good food?

The man looked at the rice bowl, and finally raised his head and looked at Lin Feng with a pleading look on his face. He almost knelt on the ground and kowtowed to call grandpa, but Lin Feng remained unmoved. The man also knew that if he didn't eat the dinner today, it would be very dangerous. It may be the next state religion to die.

He gritted his teeth, scolded Lin Feng countless times in his heart, and then grabbed hold of this rotten job. He ate up the bowl of rotten rice in big gulps, endured the nausea that came out of his stomach, and ran out of the prison in large strides. Behind him were the joyous cheers of the prisoners.

"Oh, haha, long live the boss, haha, long live the boss."

"Haha, boss, we are fooling around with you."

"Boss, you have the final say from now on."