That's weird, why do I keep feeling a chill in my lower body? Duan Lingfeng looked down and realized that he wasn't wearing pants. It turned out that at the last moment, Du Feng had taken off his belt.
This kid was really flirtatious. He was wearing a pair of boots and an expensive belt. Because of this, when his feet were sucked in, he couldn't pull them out no matter what. Because his feet were wearing boots, the boots were connected to pants, and the pants were tied with a belt.
Actually, at the most critical moment, Du Feng had thought of using the Blood Breaking Flying Sword to cut off Duan Lingfeng's calf at the knee. That way, he could escape the sucking of the spatial storm. At least it was better than losing his life.
But just as Du Feng was about to cut off his legs, he realized that this kid was actually wearing a pair of boots. In other words, it wasn't his legs that were being sucked in by the spatial storm, but his boots. This kid really didn't care about his life in order to act cool.
Thus, Du Feng secretly took off his belt, and then his pants and boots were pulled away by the spatial storm.
This was why Duan Lingfeng felt a chill in his lower body and realized that he was saved. Most importantly, he didn't have any underwear. So when he reached the other side, everyone looked at him.
"Tsk tsk tsk … How's your capital? You keep saying that you want to get some money, and I thought you were very powerful. "
The female Meditation Cultivator took a look and expressed her dissatisfaction with Duan Lingfeng's capital.
"Tsk, it's none of your business."
Duan Lingfeng wasn't angry at the female Meditation Cultivator for not saving him before, but he was very bothered by the woman saying that his capital was small. His brain circuit was really strange. But this was how it was in the Netherworld, everyone cared about their own lives.
It was okay to play together, but it definitely wasn't okay for them to take risks for you. Only Du Feng was a little strange.
"Little handsome, are you really a Meditation Cultivator?"
The female Meditation Cultivator who was smiling just now suddenly became serious and sized up Du Feng with a vigilant expression. Because in Meditation Cultivators, especially those who could reach the Minor Asura Realm, no one would be as kind as Du Feng.
Damn it, could it be that I've been discovered? Seeing Sorceress's scrutinizing gaze, Du Feng was slightly nervous. If his identity as a human warrior was exposed, then the meditation cultivators in front of him would become his enemies. After all, the hatred between the Meditation Cultivators and the Human Warriors stemmed from their race.
Not only that, everyone was now in Mojia City. There were countless experts in Moka City. If Du Feng exposed his identity now, he would definitely be surrounded and attacked.
"Aiya, my belt, all my belongings are in there."
Just as Sorceress was suspecting Du Feng, Duan Lingfeng suddenly shouted, attracting everyone's attention. His belt was not suitable for ordinary belts. Instead, it was a storage belt. Basically, all the treasures were inside. Others usually wore a storage ring, but he liked to show off by wearing a belt. Now he was in trouble.
"Don't be nervous, the belt is here."
As if performing a magic trick, Du Feng took out Duan Lingfeng's belt. But he really wanted to throw the belt away, because it was a bit difficult to remove it from his pants. But as an array master, he immediately realized that it was a storage belt, so he kept it for Duan Lingfeng.
"Brother Feng, you're like my second parent. I can't repay you for saving my life, so I can only repay you with my body. "
Duan Lingfeng hugged Du Feng excitedly, at the same time looking at the female meditation cultivator. His meaning was clear: This is my friend, you better not touch her.
"Uh … can you put on your pants first, or else you'll freeze."
Du Feng was also speechless, but he understood what Duan Lingfeng meant.
"Did he shrink? Did he really shrink?"
Duan Lingfeng looked down, and sure enough, he had shrunk into a walnut. He quickly put on his pants.
"Handsome, your wings are very special. Don't tell me you're Blood Armored Shura's disciple?"
The female meditation cultivator saw that there were traces of blood on Du Feng's wings, similar to Blood Armored Shura's, so she asked. She asked this because she didn't trust Du Feng. If there was something wrong with Du Feng's answer, she would definitely be able to use it against him.
"No!"
Du Feng wouldn't be fooled so easily. If he randomly gave himself an identity, he could easily fall into the other party's trap.
"That's quite a pity. With your talent, you should learn from Blood Armored Shura. He has a disciple called Zhan Batian, and we're quite close. "
The female meditation cultivator saw that Du Feng wasn't fooled, so she couldn't do anything about it. But the last sentence caught Du Feng's attention. What the hell? You know Zhan Batian, and you're quite close. And this Zhan Batian is Blood Armored Shura's disciple?
Didn't that mean that if the female meditation cultivator described him to Zhan Batian, it was very likely that his identity would be exposed?
Du Feng didn't say anything, but in his heart, he had already put the female meditation cultivator on his death list. Of course, it was not convenient to make a move here, but it didn't matter. There would be plenty of opportunities later. Because the purpose of everyone was to go to the Thunder Fall Forest, which was not under the jurisdiction of any realm.
At that time, Monster Cultivators, Devil Cultivators, Human Martial Artists, and even the members of the Dragons and Phoenix Clan may encounter them. Du Feng wanted to find an opportunity to kill the female meditation cultivator, which was very easy. The only problem was that the female meditation cultivator was very strong, and it would take some effort to fight her.
Du Feng had a trump card, such as the Skeleton Warrior, which was now at the level of the Devil King, could come out to help. In addition, the meditation cultivation method taught by the male ghost cultivator of Blossom City was also good. During the time he was waiting in Lan Ruo City, he had been practicing it. It was because of practicing that set of cultivation method that his wings were bloodshot.
Du Feng walked while running the cultivation method, and a layer of Devil Qi rose from his body, and his face looked a little hideous. The purpose of doing this was to make himself look different from before, but there was no need to wear a fake face.
Everyone present was a master, and wearing a fake face was not very useful. It was better to directly change the shape of his facial muscles, so that it was not easy to distinguish his appearance.
"Yo, little handsome brother, don't be angry, you won't look good if you are angry."
The female meditation cultivator thought that Du Feng was angry, because meditation cultivators often had such a hideous expression when they were angry. As a Little Asura, of course, he didn't like to be suspected.
"It's all your fault for provoking Brother Feng. I think you'd better not team up with us this time."
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