1137: C1137 Please Save My Master

C1137 Please Save My Master

At this moment, only Yue Feng and Yang Jun were safe and sound. They stood in the middle of the crowd and looked at them coldly.

Situ Changqi squatted on the ground and slowly raised his head.

The current him no longer had that cold and arrogant appearance from before.

On the contrary, he was like a frightened bird. His expression was one of fear and despair, as if he was worried that he would die in the next second.

"Master!" Master! "

Fann Ni's panicked voice sounded from behind him.

At this moment, Smith had fallen to the ground.

Not only that, his mouth was constantly spitting out white foam, and his body was also convulsing non-stop.

"Master! How are you! "Master …"

Fann Ni hugged her master's body as tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Now, you all should believe me, right?"

Yue Feng said.

That indifferent voice sounded in everyone's ears.

Everyone's body froze for a moment before they finally came back to their senses.

So it turned out that the Demonic Knife had already recognized him as its master.

Moreover, the owner was Yue Feng.

Even if they could not accept it, it would be useless.

Reality is reality.

Everyone felt like they had fallen into a bottomless pit.

The scene of Smith using his secret technique was still fresh in their minds.

In fact, they even thought that it was a miracle that was rarely seen even once every hundred years.

Moreover, it was something that could only be encountered by luck and not sought after.

However, even this kind of miracle was useless against Demonic Knife.

Instead, it was Yue Feng who did nothing. With just a wave of his hand, the Demonic Knife could fly into his hands.

This...

Compared to that, it was ridiculous!

Furthermore, the moment Yue Feng waved his Demonic Knife, they felt like they were in hell.

Although it was only a few seconds, it was as if they had experienced a lifetime.

The demons were waving to them, and hell was opening its mouth to them.

All of this was like a dream, yet so real.

"Situ Changqi, do you still remember our bet?"2

Yue Feng's voice sounded in everyone's ears.

Situ Changqi's body froze. He raised his head and saw Yue Feng's pair of cold and emotionless eyes.

Before Situ Changqi could say anything, a burst of wails came from behind him.

"No, Yue Feng!" Can you save my master first! "Please, save my master …"

Fann Ni's tears were already flowing down her face. That pained and regretful expression made one's heart ache as they looked at her.

"Don't worry, your master won't die." He would wake up in an hour. However, he will only become an ordinary person who has no power to tie up a chicken. "

Yue Feng said.

This was also because the Demonic Knife had already recognized him as its master.

Because the Demonic Knife had a master, the energy within was naturally not that tyrannical.

Therefore, when Smith was forced to recognize his master, the Demonic Knife did not do much damage to Smith.

If that was the case, Fann Ni and the others were thankful that Yue Feng had already acknowledged them as master.

Hearing that, Fann Ni picked up Smith again and looked him up and down.

She knew that they had brought this upon themselves.

Now, even if he wanted to regret, it would be useless.

Fortunately, his master was still able to wake up, and he had only become an ordinary person.

It was good that he didn't die, it was good that he didn't die.

She comforted herself.

However, Situ Changqi felt very uncomfortable.

Now, not only did he lose face for his Situ Family in front of everyone, he also had to fulfill the terms of the bet and gift everything he bought to Yue Feng free of charge.

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