Chapter 874 Lesson

"Don't! Don't!!"

Claire's wailing didn't stop the girls from atrocities, but made them even more excited. They rushed up together and tore up her school uniform, revealing the underwear inside.

In a pond behind the warehouse, a transparent ripple flashed slightly, and at the bottom of the pond, a human figure was formed, it was Yang Feng.

"This corpse is the most suitable for my soul fluctuations. Pretending to be him, even if the Holy Spirit Warlock doesn't use the secret method, he won't be able to see my origin."

Yang Feng was at the bottom of the pond, looking at the body of a handsome boy in the uniform of Violet Higher Academy, a strange light flashed in his eyes, he stretched out his hand, and a curse mark sank into the boy's body.

A trace of blood essence and a trace of soul that hadn't dissipated turned into a curse mark and flew into Yang Feng's hands. His body blurred for a while, and he became an existence exactly like that corpse. soul breath.

The transfiguration technique used to extract the native blood essence and soul that fits one's own soul can be easily integrated into the alien plane for camouflage. In this way, it is easier to deceive the origin of the plane of the plane.

The most perfect way to deceive the original power of a plane is to divide a part of one's soul, and let a part of one's soul be reincarnated directly on the creatures of this plane. In this way, even a powerful Warlock Emperor rank will never be able to see his origin if he does not use special spells or secret treasures.

As soon as Yang Feng entered this plane, he was suppressed by the plane. Before he finished analyzing the original will of the plane, he could only exert the power of the Moonlight Warlock series. Of course, he can also extract the power of the nine small worlds in his body to unleash the terrifying combat power of the most powerful Eternal Sea, but that consumes a lot and is difficult to last.

Yang Feng pointed at the boy's corpse directly, and used the memory reading technique, easily reading out the memory of the boy's corpse.

The boy's name was George, and he was an ordinary second-year student at Viola Advanced Academy. The family is a combined family. The biological father is a policeman, the mother is a teacher, and there is an unrelated younger sister.

George confessed to Dahlia, one of the five campus beauties in the Viola Higher Academy that he had always liked. After being rejected by the other party, he came to the vicinity of the lotus pond. He was pushed into the pond by someone and forcibly drowned.

Yang Feng conveniently put George's body into a jade box, a little speechless: "What an unlucky ghost, I just confessed to being drowned. The nobles in this world are really cruel."

On Earth, Yang Feng also experienced youth. Although he has no puppy love,

I have also seen my friends being bullied by other classmates because of their cute girlfriends. But at most it was pushing and shoving, sarcasm, fighting and the like.

Only in this kind of world where the aristocrats are extremely powerful can there be those aristocratic teenagers who are so extreme and kill people at every turn. Because for those teenagers who were born in great aristocrats, killing someone is just a little troublesome.

The water in the pond suddenly churned, and Yang Feng walked out of the pond without a single drop of water on his body.

As soon as Yang Feng walked out of the pond, he heard bursts of weeping from afar.

"It seems that we have to solve the troubles on the other side."

Yang Feng turned around and took a step, and appeared behind the warehouse with an afterimage.

"Stop! Don't!!"

Claire's school uniform had been torn off, and she fell to the ground, covering her nipples tightly with both hands, crying like pear blossoms and rain, which was extremely pitiful.

The blond girl with blond hair, a sexy figure, and a quite coquettish blond girl showed a twisted and ferocious smile, with jealous flames flashing in her eyes, she took out a paper knife and slashed at Claire's face: "* ***, you stinky **** are using this face to seduce my boyfriend!! I scratched your **** face, it seems you can seduce who else!! "

Just when Claire was almost desperate, a figure she was very familiar with and not tall stood in front of her.

Snapped! !

Yang Feng slapped the alluring blond girl's face fiercely, knocking out three of her teeth, causing her entire face to be distorted and swollen.

"George, you dare to hit our big sister Bona!!"

"You little bastard, are you courting death?"

"..."

The eyes of the other five unscrupulous female students flashed fiercely, and they rushed towards Yang Feng. Although they are girls, they are not weak in fighting.

Yang Feng rushed into the five unscrupulous female students with a few steps at the speed of ordinary people, slapped each of them, knocked the teeth of the five unscrupulous female students, and kicked them directly to the ground.

Yang Feng scanned the six bad girls, a look of indifference flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Listen to me, Claire is my sister. This time it's just a small punishment. Next time, it won't be so easy to let go." Pass you, get the hell out of here. A bunch of trash!"

"You...I'll wait...for you! George, you're...dead. You...you dare to attack me. We... Qiangwei will, no...will let... you!!"

Bona, whose face was all swollen, covered her pretty face that was swollen into a pig's head. Seeing Yang Feng's eyes filled with fear, and the wind leaking from his mouth, she yelled a few times like a prodigal dog, and then brought the other five girls full of resentment. He glared at Yang Feng, and fled into the distance.

A strange light flashed in Yang Feng's eyes: "You are lucky."

If Yang Feng met these scumbags like Bo Na when he was in his prime, he would naturally crush them to death, just like crushing ants, and would not take it to heart at all.

However, in this alien plane that may have a powerful existence above Zhou Hai, Yang Feng did not want to reveal his identity for some trivial matters before he fully analyzed the original will of the plane.

"Brother, brother George, ugh...!"

Claire saw Yang Feng's appearance clearly, immediately hugged Yang Feng and burst into tears.

Yang Feng hugged Claire, and when she had cried enough, he patted her on the back and said, "Let's go! Let's go home!"

"Ok!"

Claire blushed a little, arranged her clothes, followed Yang Feng, and walked out of the campus.

While walking, Claire secretly looked at Yang Feng, two blushes unknowingly flushed on her pretty face: "When did brother George become so masculine?"

Although Yang Feng's appearance is the same as George's, his temperament and eyes have undergone earth-shaking changes, his every move is full of majesty, and at the same time, he has a feeling of being one with nature and otherworldly.

The same person, one trained in etiquette, head held high, full of confidence. One has a hunchback and a protruding belly, with a gloomy face and full of inferiority complex. Even if it is the same person, the personality charm of the person with head held high and full of self-confidence is more than ten times stronger than that of the person with hunchback and belly and full of low self-esteem.

Yang Feng is the most powerful person in Zhouhai, in charge of countless planes. The life and death of countless intelligent beings and races depend on his thoughts. His temperament is naturally not comparable to that of the humble boy George.

"George, Claire, my darlings, you're back? Our dinner today is steak, white bread and potato soup. Be happy!"

Upon returning to an ordinary single-family house, there was a tall man with purple hair, a pair of breasts that almost came out of his clothes, slightly fatter, and some crow's feet appeared in the corners of his eyes, but still charming and beautiful. A decent woman greeted her and said enthusiastically. This woman is Hannah, George and Claire's mother.

Claire cheered: "It's great to have steak. Mom's steak is the best."

Beef is expensive in this world, and George's family can only afford steak once a week or so. Every steak meal is equivalent to a small festival for this ordinary family.

Hannah stared at Claire's eyes, suddenly frowned slightly, hugged Claire, and said softly: "Honey, your eyes, are you crying? What's the matter, is someone bullying you?"

Claire said coquettishly: "No, I accidentally got sand in my eyes, so I shed tears."

Hannah glanced at Claire worriedly, and walked towards the dining table with her precious daughter in her arms: "That's good, let's go eat!"

Yang Feng followed Hannah silently and came to the restaurant.

There is a long square table in the dining room. On the long table are steaks, white bread, and potato soup. Sitting beside the table is a burly and capable middle-aged man with short blond hair. This middle-aged man is George's biological father, Wade.

After dinner, Yang Feng returned to his small room.

"The damage caused by the Holy Spirit Warlock level powerhouse is difficult to get rid of even by the Warlock King level powerhouse. Based on the information I have so far, if there are not enough natural treasures, or special healing secret treasures. He thinks It will take at least three months to recover to the point where you can escape, and half a year to recover to the point where you can fight me."

"Three months is the best time to kill the Warlock King of the Hongling Clan."

Countless curse marks appeared in Yang Feng's eyes, and his whole body exuded strange and incomparable power fluctuations, and he began to analyze the rules of the original will of this world plane.

The computing power of each of the five-level intelligent optical brains is comparable to that of a Zouhai warlock, and the computing power of the five-level intelligent optical brain network under Yang Feng's command is already comparable to the top warlock king.

The original will of the world plane was quickly analyzed by him.

Suddenly Claire knocked on the door from outside the room: "Brother, are you free?"

Yang Feng handed over the task of analyzing the original will of the face to the fifth-level intelligent optical brain network, and opened the door. (to be continued)). If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please read here. )