Ninth Netherworld Celestial Emperor

Chapter 322 Orient Standing

"Ben Shao is Shi Feng!" Shi Feng said coldly, looking at everyone in the Oriental family.

"Feng ... Feng Shao's life!"

"Feng Shao's life, the enemy should solve it or not, and Dong Fang Bo, who has little resentment with Feng, both the Dongfang Jun and his son are dead. I also hope Feng Shao's compassion and forgive me for my life."

"Feng Shao, I am willing to leave the home of the East. From now on, I will follow Feng Shao and make cows and horses for Feng Shao.

"Feng Shao, I am also willing to leave the Oriental House and recognize you as the master! Master!"

"Song Feng, please spare me this fate!"

Everyone in the Dongfang family showed pity or determination, and begged Shi Feng to beg for mercy, but there were also a few hard bones, and he insulted those who are greedy for life and feared death, and they said to Shi Feng what to kill and to kill, even if it changed Cheng Ligui will not let go of his words.

Shi Feng's face kept sneer, and facing these captives of the Oriental family, Youyou said: "Today, the people who decide the fate of you are not the less!"

"Can't Feng Shao? Who is that?"

After listening to Shi Feng's words, many people in the Oriental family turned their eyes to King Kirin and asked for mercy to King Kirin: "Master Kirin, you have always been my idol, and the person I admire most in my life is you ! "

"Master Kirin, me too! I admire you, like the rushing river, endless, and like the Yellow River flooding, it is out of control!"

"Master Kirin, from now on, I would like to be a domestic slave in the royal palace of Kirin! Now, in the future, I would like to change my family name to purple. Later I will be named Zi Jin, a dog slave in the royal palace of Kirin. , On call! "

After listening to Shi Feng's words, King Kirin was also somewhat unclear, so he looked at Shi Feng in doubt.

Shi Feng said that the person who determines the fate of the Oriental family is naturally not the King of Kirin. Mind moving, then, the blood flashed in front of Shi Feng, a black figure appeared in front of Shi Feng.

Wu Xiaoyun was wearing a black samurai suit, sitting cross-legged on the ground to practice. Suddenly, the surrounding vitality disappeared, his frowns slightly, his eyes slowly opened.

When Wu Xiaoyun opened his eyes and saw the person standing in front of him, he shouted respectfully and quickly: "Master!"

Shi Feng nodded to Wu Xiaoyun, then pointed behind him and said, "Look at these people."

"Huh?" Wu Xiaoyun's face was full of puzzlement when he heard Shi Feng's words, but since Shi Feng asked him to see, he naturally wouldn't go against Shi Feng's will and slowly turned his head, looking backwards.

When Wu Xiaoyun's line of sight, from the figure dressed by the iron chain, looking at the familiar and strange faces, Wu Xiaoyun's burly body suddenly shocked.

"Master!" Wu Xiaoyun turned his head, looked up, and looked at Shi Feng. At this moment, his face was full of gratitude and excitement, and his body shivered involuntarily.

"Master, in this life, Xiaoyun's life is yours. Xiaoyun is willing to be a cow and a horse for the master, in order to repay the host's kindness to Xiaoyun!"

When Wu Xiaoyun was talking, her cross-knee legs quickly loosened, and she sat down on her knees, kneeling in front of Shi Feng, her head hitting the ground heavily, "嘭! 嘭! 嘭!"

Wu Xiaoyun struck Shi Feng three times in a row!

"Well, you go." Shi Feng said to Wu Xiaoyun.

"Huh!" Wu Xiaoyun looked up at Shi Feng, nodded heavily at Shi Feng, suddenly got up and turned away!

After Wu Xiaoyun appeared, the talents of the Oriental families came to their senses, and Shi Feng said that the person who decided to die in the East was not the King Qilin, but the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared.

"My lord! My lord! I'm Dongfang Gou, and I would like to follow you in the future, to be a cow and a horse for you!"

Knowing that Wu Xiaoyun was the absolute life and death of the Oriental family, the cartilage of the Oriental family began to ask Wu Xiaoyun for mercy.

Wu Xiaoyun was totally indifferent to these begging for mercy, and walked all the way forward, with a soothing cold face, as he moved forward one step at a time, gradually surfaced with fierceness, alas.

"My lord, my lord, I am standing in the east, and I am willing to be a dog for you in the future!" A young man from the East, wearing a Jinyi robe, with a beautiful and handsome face, saw Wu Xiaoyun approaching himself step by step, lying on the ground, His head was facing the ground again and again and said: "My lord, I am Oriental, and I will be loyal to you in the future! I am Oriental, and will be your obedient dog in the future!"

Looking at the young man who bowed to his knees, Wu Xiaoyun's face twisted, becoming more and more fierce, and more and more hesitant, like a angry beast, roaring loudly: "Oriental standing! You are not even a dog!"

The sound of thunder was rolling, as if the thunderous thundered loudly in the square.

"Ah! My lord!" Looking at his countenance, his face was murderous, as if Wu Xiaoyun, who was going to swallow himself up, stood up in the east, begging for the man's angry roar, looking at the man's expression , As if there is a vengeance between them.

Wu Xiaoyun took a step forward, stretched out his right hand and grabbed Dongfangli's hair, and pulled Dongfangli's body down.

"Ah!" Dongfangli yelled, not knowing if it hurt or was scared.

Immediately, Wu Xiaoyun grabbed Dongfangli's hair, put his face in his own face, and said fiercely: "You beast, take a closer look, who is Lao Tzu!"

"Ah! You! It's you! How could it be you! How could it be!" Looking at this fierce face that was near him, Dongfang Li was shocked in his heart, shocked and recognized. Eyes widened, Dongfangli's face was full of incredible and shocking.

The one who pinched his hair and determined the fate of the entire Orient family was actually the man who had played with his wife, Yamanomura, who could pinch himself with a finger.

"How is it! How is it!" Dongfang Li was grasped by Wu Xiaoyun's head in his hair, and shook his head vigorously, feeling whether he had hallucinations and misread it. How could such a ant-like person be the one who decides the fate of one of the four major families, the Oriental family.

"This is not true. This is not true. Dreaming must be dreaming!" Dongfangli felt that the whole world had become extremely unreal.

Until Wu Xiaoyun raised his left hand, he slapped his palm suddenly on Dongfangli's face, "snapped" with a crisp sound, echoing between heaven and earth.

Dongfangli's right face, under Wu Xiaoyun's sudden slap, suddenly became red and swollen, swollen like a bun, and left a deep five-fingerprint.

Wu Xiaoyun's slap also immediately awakened Dongfang Lifan. pain! The severe pain on his face let Dongfangli know that he was not dreaming, but it was happening in real life.

The fate of his oriental family, his life and death in the east, are in the hands of the man who he once believed could have been pinched to death.

(End of this chapter)