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Lin Peng was so startled that he took several steps back. He saw the body of the Palace Master of Jitian Palace slowly falling down, sweating profusely.
I was too complacent, if the Mistress of Jitian Palace wanted to kill him, he would be dead now.
In addition to being frightened, he felt a little emotional in his heart.
What a powerful person the Mistress of Jitian Palace is, to have ended up like this.
Thinking about it, I couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
He completely forgot that the death of the Mistress of Jitian Palace was almost caused by him alone.
Soon, Lin Peng put away the sadness in his heart, and his eyes fell on the head of the Wandu Sect.
The leader's mood was the most complicated. In just a few minutes, the ups and downs were really exciting.
"You brought Yang Jiyun here to deal with Brother Fei, right?"
Lin Peng called the owner of Jitian Palace by his first name, and he was very filial.
The head of the Wandu Sect shook his head like a rattle, and he argued: "No! There is no such thing at all.
We brought Yang Qian...Yang Jiyun to tell him to recognize the situation, give up illusions, and stop unnecessary fights. "
Poor Wan Poison Sect's head is so old, but he still has to keep his voice low and show the most humble posture.
Unfortunately, Lin Peng didn't believe his words at all.
"Are you telling a joke?"
He squinted at the head of the Wandu Sect, feeling that his IQ had been insulted.
The acting skills of the head of the Wan Poison Sect were superb. He was surprised at first, then confused, and finally said with a little puzzlement: "I'm telling the truth..."
"Are you still insulting my IQ?
Do you think I'm a stupid pig? "
After finishing speaking, Lin Peng turned his head to look at Gao Fei, "Brother Fei, what should we do with him?"
Gao Fei stroked his invisible beard, and said solemnly: "This person must not be kept."
"Understood, leave it to me."
The spiritual power in Lin Peng's body surged up, and the dharma body condensed out, attacking the head of the Wan Poison Sect.
The head of the Wan Poison Sect was forced to fight back, his face was full of sorrow, and he said repeatedly: "Why is this... why is this..."
"Fight against Brother Fei, that's the end!"
Lin Peng's offensive was even more fierce, and the head of the Wandu Sect was defeated steadily.
After all, it is Tianjiao, who broke through the late stage of Tianzun not long ago, and was able to fight Wan Dumen back and forth, and was even slightly better.
"Teacher, this Lin Peng is insidious and cunning, he is a capricious villain!"
Chen Lang was very worried, afraid that Gao Fei would be deceived.
"That's what's interesting."
"What's the point?
If such a person stays by his side, isn't the teacher afraid of being bitten by him? "
Gao Fei smiled, "Has he done this kind of thing too often?
I just love destroying other people's hopes, how fun that is. "
Chen Lang heard the strong self-confidence, and completely played with Lin Peng in his hands, no matter how many thoughts he had.
Only with incomparably powerful strength can one have such confidence!
"Teacher, I have learned!"
After speaking, Chen Lang took out his notebook and began to write quickly.
"What did you learn again?"
Gao Fei squinted at him, eager to hear what this disciple had to say.
"To deal with the enemy, just defeating him is the best choice, destroying his hope again and again, and letting him fall into the abyss of despair is the best choice.
Especially the kind of enemy with deep-rooted hatred, the moment of killing him is indeed very pleasant, but what about after?
It is endless emptiness.
After all, revenge is not something that can be done overnight, it takes a long time to prepare.
When a person spends a long time and finally completes this task, the emptiness afterwards is difficult to resolve.
So, what if it is to give the enemy hope again and again, and then destroy it again and again?
It's the constant pleasure. "
Gao Fei made a "tsk tsk" sound, "I just said a few words casually, and you enlightened so much, you are really beautiful."
Chen Lang shook his head and said: "Teacher, you are being modest. Although your words are simple, they point to the essence. I am just expanding on this basis."
Gao Fei patted him on the shoulder, "Come on, you will be the chief writer of the future "Gao Yan Gao Yu."