"We don't know anything about Hidden Gate."

In the afternoon, Chen Yang and Lao Feng returned home to discuss their actions tonight after dinner.

However, Lao Feng meant that it was best not to kill anyone again.

"If you continue to kill these six people, will anyone come out of the Hidden Sect? Will there be stronger people appear?"

"Is there any stronger ones he will have? Who knows we killed?"

"Don't underestimate the people of the world, and don't underestimate the practitioners."

Feng Siyu thought for a while and said, "The reason why they are called practitioners is because they have many methods and have endless magical techniques."

"As far as I know, in ancient Taoist sects, there was actually a kind of ability called tracking, and there was also a kind of spiritual witch technique, etc."

"If someone in the Hidden Sect can do such a magic trick, then they will definitely be able to find out if they want to investigate the murderer."

"They may not do anything to you by then. You have many methods, but have you ever wondered if they will take their anger on others?"

"For example, Xue'er? Or your real girlfriend? Or her grandfather, your friends around you, etc."

"You have to consider all these."

"Don't kill people impulsively if they try to be quick."

"Then Ying Zheng died, and then six came. If these six died again, how many would they come?"

"And this identity of Win Dasha is definitely not simple, so consider whether to kill it!"

"Of course, if you really want to continue killing, I will be with you."

After Feng Siyu finished speaking, she looked at Chen Yang. She would accompany Chen Yang whatever she wanted.

However, she had to say what she deserved.

No matter what, Chen Yang is still a young man, no better than her old demon.

"But I want the pills and spirit stones on them."

"You don't practice, why do you want so many spirit stones? Sell them? Do you believe that if these six people die, Zhao Wanliang will not dare to meet you again, let alone buy the spirit stones in your hands."

"No, I'm useful, it's really useful."

Chen Yang shook his head, a spirit stone is 500 million, and three hundred is 150 billion.

How could he let such a huge fortune go?

Besides, he had already become a grudge with Hidden Sect.

"Then think of a solution to both sides. I'll take the initiative to meet Ying Dasha."

Feng Siyu said lightly: "It just happened to be a mess of words from him. I believe that after meeting him, we will have the clearest understanding of everything about the Hidden Sect."

Chen Yang said with a stern face: "Then Ying Dasha is not kind."

Feng Siyu gently tied her hair: "Then do you think I am not as good as a fool?"

"I don't like to let my women seduce other men. This is not my style, so pass!"

"Who is your woman?"

Feng Siyu blushed and said, "Can you chat seriously?"

Chen Yangteng stood up and said, "You are my woman, do you like it anyway."

Feng Siyu couldn't laugh or cry, but she also felt a warm and sweet feeling in her heart.

Chen Yang is like a tiger protecting his calf, domineering and unreasonable.

"What do you think of?" she looked at Chen Yang and said.

"I'll go."

"Where are you going?" Feng Siyu was puzzled.

"I'll pretend you're going to date him..."

"puff……"

Feng Siyu almost vomited blood. Master, can you stop making trouble? You are the big and thick ones. You are dating Ying Dasha. Ying Dasha won’t hit the wall.

"Why, don't believe me? Let you witness the miracle again..."

Feng Siyu looked at him seriously with a strange look.

Chen Yang also blushed and said, "You can't laugh later. This is the first time for me, so you have to endure it, I'll see if it's OK!"

As he said that, he took a deep breath, then turned his back to Feng Siyu.

Then, his neck and hands were twisting!

Old Feng was confused, Chen Yang could also reduce his bones, which shortened a little!

"Hmm? No..."

Just as Old Feng was amazed, she suddenly realized that Chen Yang's hands had changed, becoming thin and tender!

The body is extremely thin.

Chen Yang said again: "Don't laugh, I'm not a woman. In order to prevent you from being taken advantage of by that bastard, there is nothing I can do about it..."

As he said that, he turned his head gently...

Feng Siyu looked at Chen Yang with a side face, and then she stopped moving.

She felt like she was struck by lightning.

In front of her, a 'she' who looked exactly the same as her appeared, with no difference in figure, appearance, expression, etc.!

However, as soon as Chen Yang opened his mouth, Feng Siyu thrust under the sofa.

"How is Lao Feng?"

This voice...this voice...this manly, it is Chen Yang's voice.

People have changed, everything has changed, but the voice has not changed.

At this time, Feng Siyu subconsciously glanced at Chen Yang...!

Chen Yang glared: "I just changed my face, the thing is still there, if you don't believe me, look..."

As he said that, this guy was shameless and wanted to show Lao Feng.

Old Feng immediately closed his eyes: "I'm convinced, really convinced."

Old Feng instantly withered, and she was convinced now.

What is Chen Yang weird?

Is he Sun Wuzi? He also knows the technique of seventy-two transformations?

"I'm really convinced?"

"I'm really convinced."

Feng Siyu closed her eyes and didn't dare to open it at all.

Of course, she mainly obeyed Chen Yang's ability to turn into a woman.

"Call good brother."

“It’s so good.”

"Come again, right?"

"Good brother, I'm really convinced, stop making trouble..."

Feng Siyu blushed.

"Ha ha."

Chen Yang laughed loudly, and he was completely successful.

Feng Siyu quietly opened her eyes and found that Chen Yang didn't know where he got a small mirror, which was so beautiful.

"So beautiful, Sister Feng..."

This guy swung an orchid finger with his throat.

Feng Siyu shivered and felt a chill. She had the urge to kick Chen Yang to death.

She curiously said, "How did you do it?"

"Don't ask, I don't even know how I did it myself. Just ask if you can just use the fake to make it real."

"It would be nice if the sound was a little thinner."

"Then I'll try it, sister..."

"Very~"

Old Feng finally got nauseous and felt nauseous and wanted to vomit!

Chen Yang's face turned dark and he cursed in anger: "If I hadn't been for you, would you think I would have become like this? Do you dare to vomit?"
To be continued...