Looking at the boy from drawing a knife to stabbing himself, he could say to Wang Ting calmly, "I am injured, please treat the Taoist priest." He even added, "Master, at this point, don't tell me that you can only use this magical power once a day. Otherwise, don't blame me for being disobedient."

The words seemed light and had no weight. But the face showed coldness, and a fierceness appeared from its bones, like a wild wolf.

Everyone present was shocked and took a breath of air conditioning, feeling that they seemed to be exposed in the cold wind and were trembling.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Wu Zheng reacted first. He quickly tore open his clothes and bandaged Wu Feng's wound. Then, he red eyes and roared at Wang Ting: "Bad Taoist, if you can't heal my elder brother's injury, I will let you go out sideways, believe it or not."

After saying that, Wu Zheng also touched his waist and found a short knife of similar shape to Wu Feng. He pointed directly at Wang Ting with the knife, as if he was disagreeing. He seemed to be about to scrape Wang Ting alive if he had a disagreement.

At this time, Wu Zheng was really angry to the limit. He admired Wu Feng since he was a child, and even begged someone to beat him.

In his heart, Wu Feng is the eldest brother. If anyone dares to touch his eldest brother, I will chop whom I will make into meat sauce.

This young man also has the same fierceness as Wu Feng and is even more loyal.

"This kid doesn't love him in vain." Wu Feng's heart flashed with warmth in his heart for Wu Zheng's protection, and he smiled in his heart, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"This small mountain village is going to go against the will of heaven, and a hero has emerged?" Wang Ting's confidence was gone and he could no longer remain calm. He looked at Wu Feng with a faint smile, and looked at Wu Zheng's fierceness as if he was a scholar. He had studied and was considered a scholar, but he didn't know why he thought of a word.

Heroes.

Didn’t this ancient hero pay attention to someone who is extremely brave and brave? Assassin Jing Ke, general Long Ju, and overlord Xiang Yu.

Especially the hero who is not brave enough to see his brothers and sisters. Such people are either powerful generals or thieves. To be honest, Wang Ting doesn't think he can provoke such people.

At this moment, Wang Ting no longer despises Wu Feng, nor dares to despise Wu Feng.

Because he no longer had no idea, there was even a fine cold sweat on Wang Ting's forehead. His thoughts quickly turned and he wanted to get out.

"I know this kid is fierce, but I didn't expect to be so fierce. He cut himself off without blinking." Wang Ting, who had been through the battlefield for a long time, became weaker, let alone Chen Xiao. When he thought of the consequences of the expose, he immediately trembled all over and was frightened.

Unlike these two people with complex thoughts, including the old village chief, they were all very angry at Wu Feng's nonsense.

But after all, we were from the same village who had been with each other for more than ten years, and almost everyone present was the one who grew up watching Wu Feng grow up. The care for the younger generation swept everything.

"Boy, if you have something to say, how can you hurt your body?" The old village chief knocked Wu Feng's foot with a crutch and said with a complaining look on his face.

"Yes, if you have something to say, what's the point of hurting your body?" Uncle You also looked sore and complained.

"Don't worry, if the Taoist priest dares to say that he won't cure you, the uncles will make the decision for you." The uncles, who were simple-minded and more impulsive, believed Wu Feng's words. In their opinion, their children and nephews were self-harm. If you can't cure them, they would be liars. While speaking, these uncles all glared at Wang Ting.

"Compared with outsiders, they are from the same village." Wu Feng felt very warm when he saw so many concerned eyes and said to himself.

Seeing that the scene fell one side, Wang Ting's face was filled with cold sweat.

Can he have any way to resist? No, none of them. They have been self-inflicted and they have even said ugly things in front of them. If you tell me that you can only use them once a day, don't blame the knife in my hand.

Wang Ting’s magical powers are originally a scam, and if you can’t use them, how can you deal with them? How can you deal with them?

"Young man, I'm tired today, can I talk about it tomorrow?" In the end, Wang Ting forced a smile and said this. In the past, this was a great excuse for Wang Ting to escape.

Those believers will naturally not be embarrassed.

But what about this? Wu Feng's harsh words were placed in front of him.

"You kid is really a liar?" Suddenly, the villagers glared at Wang Ting as if a volcano erupted.

Suddenly, Wang Ting's face turned pale, and the two Yellow Turban Taoists beside him were trembling. They could not imagine what the consequences would be to anger the villagers in such a mountain village.

"And you boy, the land in the village has raised you for decades, but he has joined hands with outsiders to deceive the villagers. It's simply a wolf-hearted person."

The villagers did not let Chen Xiao go, and they immediately cursed and went to Chen Xiao.

"It's over, it's over." Chen Xiao no longer had the arrogant attitude he had just now, his face was pale and blue, and he said straight, it's over, it's over, he knows that he's over.

There is no light ahead.

"Village Chief, what should I do? Did you cut them alive?" Someone even made a decision for the old village chief, with a fierce look on his face.

This is unprecedented. In such a mountain village, people in villages all have their own set of criminal laws. There are many foreign thieves or liars who are beaten to death.

This Wang Ting, Chen Xiao and his gang are even more hated, and no one cares if they are cut alive.

Not only were some people who had the idea to cut them alive, but some people who had the idea to bury them alive. What was even more vicious was that some people said it was for Lingchi. The men in the mountains were angry, but they could do anything.

After being stimulated by so many ideas, the old village chief even had a headache.

"Okay, okay." The old village chief took the crutch and knocked hard on the ground a few times, screaming twice, which made the surroundings quiet.

"Let me hear what Wu Feng thinks." Seeing that the villagers were quiet, the old village chief finally turned his head, looked at Wu Feng, and said.

"What, let the junior make an idea?"

Someone was surprised.

"So what about juniors? If it weren't for Xiaofeng, we would have been kept in the dark." A villager helped Wu Feng speak, and the person who was shocked before suddenly stopped talking.

Because this is the fact.

Wu Zheng looked at the uncles in the village and asked the elder brother to make up his mind. He immediately grinned and felt very happy.

In any case, Wu Feng took advantage of this wave of scams from the Yellow Turbans as a stepping stone to bring his prestige to his goal.

Wu Feng was very happy about this change.

Survival in this troubled time is difficult, and it is even more difficult to make a comeback. A large number of people means great power. I have the support of the children of the same village and the same sex, so I have a small capital.

You can also taste the taste of heroes in troubled times.

However, after a moment of happiness, Wu Feng calmed down again and set his eyes on Wang Ting.
Chapter completed!