Chapter 392
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The old man's pupils constricted as the aura of death enveloped him. His heart leapt into his throat. He wanted to scream, but it was as if his throat was tightly gripped by a pair of hands. He was unable to make a single sound.
The Golden Core cultivator didn't touch him. Instead, he opened his hand and controlled his spiritual power. Then, the crisp sound of bones breaking could be heard.
"Kacha!"
The head was surrounded by a visible aura. Following the Golden Core cultivator's hand movement, brain matter burst out and splattered all over the ground. It was bloody and shocking …
"Ah!"
When the other old man saw this scene, his face turned deathly pale. He madly rushed forward, wanting to escape from their range. However, in just an instant, three figures had already blocked his path. The fear and shock that came from the depths of his heart made his legs tremble. His legs went soft, and with a plop, he knelt down.
"Don't, don't kill me …"
The higher one's cultivation, the more one feared death. They had a longer lifespan than ordinary people, and they were stronger than ordinary cultivators. Their status was superior, and they could get whatever they wanted. He hadn't enjoyed enough of what strength had brought them. He didn't want to die … he didn't want to die …
"Eldest young miss Feng, eldest young miss Feng, spare me, spare me …"
He suddenly turned around and kowtowed to Fengjiu, who was slowly walking over. A dignified peak Martial Ancestor expert was crying and begging on the ground like a coward. It was not that he did not want to fight, but the opponent was too strong. As long as she exerted pressure, he would not even be able to move. How could he fight?
If they knew that the Feng manor was still hiding such a strong power, they would not have dared to have any ideas about Feng Xiao! Now that he had gotten himself into trouble, his mind was completely blank. He could only think of how to continue living.
However, knowing the Feng manor's hidden power, how could she let him leave alive?
Fengjiu did not get too close. She looked at the old man kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy. Her gaze was cold and indifferent: "Spare you? If I spare you, who will spare my Feng family? If it wasn't for my father's luck, he would have died in your hands. How can I spare you? "
Hearing this, the old man was shocked: "Miss Feng, it wasn't us, it really wasn't us, we were just following Murong Bo's orders, we didn't want to kill General Feng, really, we really didn't want to, we were forced …"
Before he could finish his words, Fengjiu had already turned around. At the same time, a pair of hands slapped the top of the old man's head. With a bang, the old man's entire body collapsed, ending his life …
"Return to Peach Blossom Cove first after cleaning up the corpses." Fengjiu mounted his horse and carried Qiuqiu towards the city.
After a few days of horse riding, he lured them out and ended their lives. Tomorrow, he could finally sleep in.
When the housekeeper saw that Fengjiu had returned so early today, he stepped forward and bowed. He smiled and said, "Eldest Miss, you're back so early today?"
"Yes." She replied with a smile and placed the small pet in her arms on the ground. She then said to the housekeeper: "Help me prepare a good meal for old Bai and Qiuqiu."
"Yes, eldest Miss, do not worry. This old servant will go arrange it immediately." The housekeeper replied with a smile. After bowing, he left with old Bai and Qiuqiu.
Seeing this, she went towards the main courtyard. Arriving in the courtyard, she saw that her father's old Feng guards were standing guard, so she nodded to them and entered the room.
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