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129. Chapter 129 No hooligans allowed

The sharp sword tail moved quickly towards Feng Qianchen's heart, but Feng Qianchen stared at the sword flying towards him with enjoyment, with no intention of avoiding it.

When the sword was about to pierce him, a white hand suddenly appeared, intercepted the flying sword, and then used strange power to bounce the sword back.

The sword that bounced back was even faster, and it also passed through the depths of the water. Then, when it reached the shore, it did not fly out of the water.

But...

Bai Zhantang increased his vigilance and stared at the river in front of him.

He thought the sword would fly up from the water, but the sword suddenly rose from under his feet.

"Ah..." The hamstring was severely severed, and the entire sword penetrated straight from his shoe into his foot and was completely submerged.

The pain was so painful that he almost fainted, but he knew he couldn't, couldn't fall down here, so he immediately activated his soul energy to stop the pain in the soles of his feet, and then used his internal strength to force the sword out from under his feet.

He didn't dare to think of killing the child again, but he engraved this hatred deeply in his heart.

One day, he will let him save him.

Duanmu Lin smiled lazily. Although he was not full at this time, he felt a little sweet from the lick.

That's enough.

Feng Jinghua rubbed her red and swollen lips and looked at the screaming Bai Zhantang on the other side.

"Did your sword pass through the sole of his foot?" She did not see how the sword penetrated into the sole of his foot, but she saw that the man kept covering his leg, and then he was struck by silver

The wolves surrounded him.

It was even more impossible to see the sword being forced out by his internal force.

Duanmu Lin turned back, glanced at Feng Jinghua, raised his hand, put it on her neck, pulled her body into his arms, and said, "Kiss me, and I'll teach you how I do it.

"

"Don't act like a hooligan anymore." Feng Jinghua pinched his waist hard, then lowered her head, slipped out from under his arm, and hid next to her son.

Feng Qianchen didn't seem to care at all who his mother was molested by.

He was watching the "show" and eating meat at the same time.

"Yes." Duanmu Lin answered the question she just asked.

Feng Jinghua shrugged and said, "Wouldn't it be a bit cruel to do this? It feels like you and him have a deep hatred. This is not the first time you two have met."

"Haha! No, it's the first time I've met him, but I have a grudge against him, a life-or-death grudge." Duanmu Lin said with a smile. No matter how you heard his tone, you couldn't tell that he had a grudge against Bai Zhantang, but it seemed that he had a grudge against Bai Zhantang.

He was joking with Feng Jinghua.

But this is indeed the case.

Feng Jinghua made a 'cut' sound and said: "If you have a grudge, just kill him. It will be settled once and for all."

"You are wrong. The most beautiful way of revenge is not to kill with one sword. Revenge is a kind of enjoyment, enjoying the painful screams of the enemy and watching his face twisted in pain."

"Some enemies don't deserve to die. They only deserve to live in pain, like a disabled person, dragging his disabled body slowly over the long years."

"I like this method of revenge, cutting off the flesh of the enemy with one sword after another, breaking the meridians of his limbs, crushing his most desired dream, and making him miserable."

He smiled and confided his true feelings to her, which made people's heads tingle.

"What kind of grudge do you have against him? It's as if he killed your parents." Feng Jinghua shook his body and said.
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