The two of them sat very close to each other while eating, and gradually, the atmosphere began to change.
Soon, the meal took on a different flavor.
Slowly, from the dining table to the kitchen, from the kitchen to the living room, from the living room to the room, the entire villa was filled with the aroma of food.
At this time, Mu Wange was lying on the bed and soon fell into a dream.
Qin Heng, who was about to go to sleep, suddenly opened his eyes because he found that there was a breath belonging to a cultivator approaching quietly, and the owner of this breath was very familiar to Qin Heng, it was Feng Yun.
At this time, Feng Yun's face was extremely gloomy. He rushed towards Qin Heng with a copper coin sword in his hand.
Feng Yun, holding a copper coin sword, stood in the greenery of the villa. Looking at the villa in front of him, Feng Yun's face showed an extremely cruel and ferocious smile. Tonight, Feng Yun not only wanted the jade pendant, but also the life of Qin Heng!!!
As long as anyone or anything has anything to do with Qin Heng, he will personally kill them all!!!
Feng Yun couldn't bear it anymore. Whenever he thought of Qin Heng's face, his mind would be in turmoil and it would be difficult for him to make any progress in his cultivation. He knew very well in his heart that Qin Heng was a demon in his heart. Whenever he closed his eyes while practicing, the image of Qin Heng would appear in his mind. Sometimes he even almost went astray.
Even if the system is added, as long as Qin Heng is alive, the system will be of no use to him, so Qin Heng must die tonight.
After thinking about this, Fengyun had already made the decision to end everything, and it was also to resolve his inner demons.
Murderous intent gradually arose, Fengyun held the copper coin sword in his hand, and his eyes suddenly became cold.
Then, he jumped and appeared in the yard of the villa.
"snort!!!"
After Feng Yun came in, he found that there was nothing unusual, and he couldn't help but sneer in contempt in his heart.
What does it matter if you have background and status? What does it matter if you have a lot of money?
Isn't it destined that you will become a ghost under my sword?
In the bedroom, Qin Heng lay on the bed with his eyes open. Although he had sensed the approaching breath of an immortal cultivator, there was still no trace of panic on Qin Heng's face.
Qin Heng's mouth curled up into a disdainful smile, and then a powerful pressure emanated from Qin Heng's body.
In an instant, the entire villa was wrapped in it.
brush----
A powerful pressure suddenly descended upon him, and Feng Yun instantly felt as if he was carrying a heavy weight. His entire body could not move at all, as if it was filled with lead. He could only stand there blankly, unable to move an inch.
"What...what's going on? I...why can't I move?"
At this moment, Feng Yun was extremely shocked and didn't know what had happened.
"Haha... I'll play with you like this for one night."
Qin Heng chuckled, regained his composure, and fell asleep.
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The next day, early morning.
The fiery red and dazzling sun hangs in the sky. The light repels the darkness, allowing the earth to welcome light again and adding vitality to all things.
It was already seven o'clock in the morning. Qin Heng slowly opened his eyes and turned to look at Mu Wange. He found that she was still sleeping soundly because she was too tired.
Qin Heng did not disturb her. He got out of bed, washed and put on his clothes. Then he opened the door and walked out.
Standing at the door, Qin Heng stretched slightly, feeling the fresh morning air and gentle sunshine.
Suddenly, Qin Heng felt relaxed.
Just at this moment, a figure came into view. This person was none other than Feng Yun.
Feng Yun was seen holding a copper coin sword, standing there motionless. He looked as if he had been acupunctured, as if he was carrying Mount Tai on his back, and cold sweat was pouring down his face.
Qin Heng just looked at him indifferently, and gradually his eyes became interested.
At this moment, Feng Yun's face was extremely pale, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. The pressure on him had lasted for the entire night and had reached the limit of what he could bear.
A sense of fear arose in his heart, so strong! ! ! !
He knew in his heart that it was a force that he could not resist at all. Facing this force, he was like a newborn baby, without any strength at all.
At this moment, feeling the oppression of that powerful force, Feng Yun's heart gradually became desperate. In front of that power, he was as small as an ant.
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Qin Heng walked over slowly with a playful look on his face.
Tap tap tap.....................
With every step Qin Heng took forward, Feng Yun felt the power on his body double. At this time, although Feng Yun still didn't want to face this reality, he also knew that the power from last night came from Qin Heng.
Qin Heng was a perfect-looking man with a powerful family background. But now, his identity as an immortal cultivator, which he had always been proud of, was ruthlessly trampled under Qin Heng's feet. Feng Yun felt extremely unwilling.
He kept asking God in his heart, why is this happening?!
Why give yourself hope, but then drag yourself into the abyss of despair, unable to look up?
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