Chapter 215 People Who Shouldn’t Be Killed

Tang Chuxue's mind was so sharp that she immediately seized this opportunity. The seven-colored divine light defeated Han Lun's yellow mental light like a broken bamboo and disappeared into the top of his head. Situ Reading

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"puff!"

Han Lun's eyes were distracted and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"Done? Huh? He's not dead yet? Haha, Tang Chuxue, why are you so stupid that you can't even kill someone?"

Seeing that Han Lun's body was still twitching, Ye Feng stepped forward nonchalantly. Without saying a word, he inspired a burst of Qian Yuan Qi in his hand, which directly penetrated the back of Han Lun's head. Then he touched Han Lun's storage ring neatly. Throw the body to the Flame Lion King.

"Don't kill..."

It wasn't until the sound of "crack, bang, bang, bang" was heard that the stunned Tang Chuxue exclaimed.

Too bad it's obviously more than a beat late.

And in an instant, a black energy flashed through, and there seemed to be something more in Ye Feng's sea of ​​consciousness, which made him feel that something was wrong.

Tang Chuxue stared at him coldly, with astonishment in her eyes.

"Haha...why are you looking at me like this? I have flowers on my face?" Ye Feng said with a pretending nonchalant smile.

"I told you not to kill him, why did you just kill him..." Tang Chuxue was speechless.

"When you said not to kill him, I already killed him." Ye Feng replied, seeing the strange expression on Tang Chuxue's face when he looked at him, "Okay, I'll kill him anyway. The body has been destroyed and no traces are left. At worst, he is in the storage ring." I'll just share it with you."

"You..." After hearing Ye Feng's words, Tang Chuxue's chest rose and fell violently, and she said angrily, "Do you think I want something from him?"

"Don't you want it? Ha... That's the best. But why don't you let me kill him? Didn't the president say, don't show mercy to people from the Northern Han Dynasty." Ye Feng smiled and took out half of the storage The ring was put back.

"I didn't let you kill him, but not in this way." Tang Chuxue glanced at him, shook her head, and said, "Do you have a feeling now, as if someone is entangled in the sea of ​​consciousness? Plant something?”

"Hey, how do you know?" Ye Feng was surprised.

"Of course I know." Tang Chuxue said angrily, "This person has a spiritual mark left by the inscription master. Whoever kills him, the spiritual mark will be marked in the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness. If there is more in your sea of ​​consciousness, I don’t need to say more about what it is, right?”

"This..." Ye Feng's expression changed, "Then what kind of spiritual imprint is left in my sea of ​​consciousness? What problems will it cause? Are there any negative effects?"

"It won't have a negative effect, but the spiritual imprint on you means that you killed this person. The grandmaster who left the imprint must be Yang Jiuqiao, the president of the Northern Han Empire. Since this person attaches great importance to Yang Jiuqiao, Jiu Qiao separated a trace of spiritual identity, and his status is absolutely extraordinary." Tang Chuxue looked at Ye Feng pitifully and said a few words: "You are finished, Yang Jiu Qiao will not let you go."

"How did you know this?" Ye Feng was startled and asked quickly.

"It's very simple, because I have a similar mark on my body. If someone kills me, the mark on my body will leave an imprint on the other party's consciousness. As long as it comes within a hundred miles, the president will be able to sense it. ..." Tang Chuxue said lightly.

Tang Chuxue's words made Ye Feng frown. Yang Jiuqiao, like Ding Rushan, was a martial arts master and a master of inscriptions. If he deliberately wanted to kill himself, he might be able to kill him a hundred times with a flick of his hand.

This time, it seemed that he was really reckless.

"Is there any way to eliminate this mark?" After thinking for a while, Ye Feng asked the last question.

"Of course there is a way. But you definitely can't do it." Seeing Ye Feng looking at her expectantly, Tang Chuxue shook her head and sighed, "The president's grandpa said when he planted the mark for me, only mental power can Only those who are stronger than him can eliminate this mark. Yang Jiuqiao's spiritual cultivation is only half as good as the president's grandfather, so unless you find someone with a higher mental strength than the president's grandfather, there is no other. Method."

Hearing her explanation, Ye Feng was about to cry.

If Tang Chuxue had explained earlier, he would definitely not have taken action rashly.

After all, Han Lun had lost consciousness just now. Feeding him to monsters, or even throwing him into a crack in the void could completely eliminate him, but now, he has become a mess...

"That's it. Damn it." Ye Feng stamped his feet hard.

Now we can only place our hope on President Ding. Didn't the four presidents make an explanation when they came in? No matter what the commotion was inside, they couldn't act randomly after they came out.

I hope that this guy who died in his own hands is not important enough to make Yang Jiuqiao tear his face.

After a while, Ye Feng regained his composure. He ignored Tang Chuxue and took out Han Lun and Zhang Biao's storage rings, pouring spiritual power into them to check them.

There are about 400,000 low-grade spiritual stones inside, and there are also a few bottles of pills, but there are not many things.

However, in the storage ring obtained from Han Lun, there is a long sword. Judging from the spirituality inspired by it, the grade reaches the yellow level.

"Hey, what is this?"

At the bottom of the storage ring, Ye Feng took out a leather bag.

It looked like a storage bag, but there was nothing inside.

"This is a spirit beast bag. It has its own space inside, and you can put tamed monsters, such as your flaming lion king, in it." Tang Chuxue said.

She also has one in her hand. Not only does she have one, but every leader from the four major countries has a spirit beast bag in their hands, and the purpose is of course to store void beasts.

Storage rings can only store dead objects, but spirit beast bags can carry living monsters, so their value is naturally ten times more expensive than storage rings.

Now it is cheaper for Ye Feng.

Having said that, Ye Feng immediately took out the bag and swung it at the Flame Lion King in the air, and the big guy in front of him with flames all over his body disappeared immediately.

Originally, Ye Feng was still worried about what to do if a mysterious monster followed him after he went out.

That would definitely cause a sensation in the entire capital.

Moreover, the Flame Lion King was on fire all over, and a snort could spray out a series of sparks, which would cause a fire if touched. With this spirit beast bag, there is no such trouble, how could Ye Feng not be surprised?

After he packed up everything, Tang Chuxue looked at him and asked, "Ye Feng, there are still many days before the entrance opens. What should we do next?"

Ye Feng smiled faintly and said, "Of course, we will pack away all the useful things in this space."

He glanced at the humble grass all over the canyon, shouted happily, and said, "Come on, pull the grass first."