The Man from Hell

"No ... impossible !!"

At this moment, looking at the dozen or so clay figures in front of Yefeng, the young Wei Changfeng screamed, his eyes almost protruded!

Staring at the night breeze desperately:

"Boy, this ... is this all you did?"

incredible!

Not only him!

The old man also stared at Yefeng, wondering if he was presbyopic!

The girl Xiaoxuan covered her mouth in amazement!

the first time!

This is definitely the first time she has seen such a real clay figure with the female emperor Huanger!

The expression, the charm, as if the clay figurines would come to life at any time!

how can that be!

Only at this moment, Yefeng seems to have long forgotten the existence of the three!

All his mind and body were completely immersed in Huanger's clay figure!

He grabbed a handful of colorful mud again, his fingers as if wearing flowers to attract butterflies, constantly pinching!

this moment!

The old man is even more horrified:

"Xuan Miao artistic conception! He ... he just started to make clay figurines and entered Xuan Miao artistic conception! This ... how could it be !!!"

The old man's face is incredible!

The young girl Xiaoxuan asked the old man:

"Grandpa, what is mysterious mood?"

Not only her, but also Wei Changfeng next to him turned to look at the old man in doubt!

And looking at the confused look of the two, the old man could only explain stubbornly:

"The mysterious mood is a state that our clay figurines can only enter into!"

"In my mind, all kinds of pasts of the clay figurines will emerge! Bit by bit, these stories are all integrated into the clay figurines in my hands, giving it a little more divine!

"If this mysterious artistic conception reaches a very deep place, even the clay figurine can transform into an adult and bear life!"

boom!

Figurines?

Bear life?

This ... how is this possible!

Listening to the words of the old man, the girl Xiao Xuan and Wei Changfeng simply suspected that they had heard it wrong!

It's just more than that!

The old man looked at the night breeze, as if he saw a peerless treasure, and sighed:

"It's unbelievable that this little guy just entered the clay figurine and entered a mysterious state of mind. This is definitely the talent of a generation of clay figurines!"

Figurine giant!

Hey!

Listening to the admiration of the old man, the girl Xiao Xuan on the side was ecstatic, looking at the night wind, full of little stars, full of worship!

And Wei Changfeng is jealous and crazy!

He hasn't received a compliment from the old man for so long at the clay figurine shop, but now, the old man admires Ye Feng, this gap makes his face gloomy!

In particular, when he saw that the girl Xiao Xuan looked at Ye Feng's worship, Wei Changfeng was jealous!

"Let's go! Don't disturb the young man's artistic conception! Such a artistic conception is once in a lifetime! Once it is forcibly broken, it is likely to be badly hit!"

After speaking, the old man greeted the girl Xiao Xuan and Wei Changfeng, and they wanted to leave with them!

Just at this moment!

"Ahem !!"

Wei Changfeng's coughing sound suddenly sounded, making the old man and girl Xiao Xuan look greatly changed!

"not good!"

The old man and the girl Xiao Xuan looked at the night breeze!

Suddenly, Ye Feng's body trembled fiercely, a trace of blood stains spilled from the corner of his mouth!

The whole person opened his eyes instantly!

boom!

It ’s terrible, the endless death crisis, locks Wei Changfeng!

"Damn!"

Wei Changfeng's face changed greatly, and he just felt as if he had been stared at by death, and then he hid!

Just at this moment!

Ye Feng reached out with a big hand, grabbed his neck, and lifted him like a chick!

Now, I want to pinch to death!

"No !!!!"

The old man and the girl Xiao Xuan were horrified, and hurriedly stopped to stop:

"Young man, I apologize to you for Changfeng! Please look on the old face and spare him!"

"Little brother, I apologize for Changfeng brother, please, let him go!"

Said, one old and one young, he knelt on the ground in front of Yefeng, begging for mercy for Wei Changfeng!

This moment!

Wei Changfeng almost scared the gall!

He is a powerful God King, several levels higher than Yefeng, but at this moment, he finds himself in Yefeng's hands, as weak as an ant!

Not even the power to fight back!

how can that be!

"I ... I didn't mean it! Let me go ... Please don't kill me ..."

Wei Changfeng was completely scared and looked at Yefeng in horror, as if looking at a devil!

This scene makes Ye Feng look dark!

To him, Wei Changfeng is naturally only one hand to kill, but killing this person hurts the old man and the girl!

Think of it here!

"You are guilty of death, but you cannot escape the crime of living!"

Sen Leng's words came, and Yefeng fist waved and smashed it against Wei Changfeng!

Hey!

Hey!

When Ye Feng's punch hit Zhong Changfeng, his veins burst.

The whole person was like a fly, and was blown away by a punch!

He fell **** the ground and coughed up blood!

"You ... you even ruined me !!!"

Wei Changfeng was terrified!

He just felt that every vein on and around him was broken by the night wind ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Divine power was scurrying, as if he had been drained of all his strength, and he couldn't make the slightest divine power!

This……

Spicy!

tyrannical!

Even the old men and girls next to them were shocked by the fierceness of Yefeng!

They have a feeling that if it was not for the two of them to plead, Wei Changfeng would surely be crushed by this tyrannical monster!

"Waste you?"

Yefeng's mouth was full of murderous power, staring at Wei Changfeng, said coldly:

"Muff, you want me to kill you!"

boom!

With this sentence, Wei Changfeng excited Lingling with a chill, and quickly lowered his head, afraid to say more!

Seeing this, the old man quickly said:

"Okay! Young man, Changfeng is unintentional! Now that he has been punished, you can forget the villain and let him go!"

"Yeah! Brother, let's forget this time!" Maid Xiaoxuan also persuaded to Yefeng!

Hear this!

The night breeze shrugged lightly!

Then he didn't bother, just sat down and started making clay figures again!

One by one, they are made in his hands!

Every one is Phoenix!

A smile, a move, as if coming alive!

And this scene, let the three old men next to it even more shocking!

"Mysterious mood !!!!"

The three can clearly feel that the night breeze has once again entered that magical mood, and the clay figures squeezed out in their hands are like living creatures and lively!

This!

Shock!

The three knew, however, that such a mysterious mood was rare for an ordinary clay figure craftsman, and it is likely to be only once in a lifetime!

But now, it seems that Yefeng can enter that realm at any time if he wants to!

It's incredible!

(End of this chapter)