A Kongsang's daily life

"Everything, open—!"

A gust of wind blew up, flying sand and rocks, and a ray of light reached from the ground to the sky.

"Has it finally started? Been waiting for you for a long time—"

"Let's bow down at the feet of this young master!"

"Meng Lang, you are so abrupt and beautiful—"

"Let's attack together!"

"Since it's a big fuss, let's fire a dozen or so salutes—!"

The soul eaters who lost their sanity were quickly suppressed by Kongsang's reinforcements——

"I purify you in the name of the God of Cookery—"

The black aura on the soul eaters gradually faded, and finally ended——

Suddenly I felt dizzy, and I couldn't stand still, so I fell forward.

"Little Lord!"

Dezhou hugged me quickly, and everyone surrounded me immediately.

"Let me take his pulse." Shili Ginkgo walked over from the crowd and pressed her fingers gently on my wrist.

"He's fine. Maybe he just purified the ogre. His spiritual power was exhausted and his physical strength was exhausted." Shi Li Yinxing said to everyone.

"In this case, let us finish the Confucian Mansion." Buddha Tiaoqiang said, "Dezhou, take good care of him."

Dezhou nodded and said, "Okay."

"Okay, don't worry everyone, we'll go back to—"

Suddenly, there was an unnatural gust of wind, and everyone immediately entered a state of alert.

A Fu loaded the bullet and fired a shot into the sky. "What monsters and monsters! Get out—!"

"Young Master Kongsang, long time no see..."

The space was distorted suddenly, a burst of golden light exploded, another Vientiane formation suddenly opened, and the two walked out of the formation slowly——

I widened my eyes. Isn't the cold-tempered person next to Yi Ya the wandering chef I met in Huizhou Shangshu Mansion that day? !

"Lu Huaifang?! You are actually from the Immortal Banquet!?"

"Bold! Master Peng's name, but you called it at will!" Yi Ya scolded.

"You are Peng Keng!? You are my father's old friend Peng Keng from Jiuchongtian!?"

"A friend from the past? Hah." Peng Keng sneered, "He has long been a man who cut off his robes and judged righteousness, so it's not worth mentioning."

"If you see him again, you don't need to mention my existence, no..." He looked at me as if he was looking at a dead person.

"You will never see him again, today, you will die here."

The Soul Eaters came out of the Vientiane Formation of the Immortal Feast Altar one after another.

"Hahahaha!" Yi Ya smiled with a distorted face, "Now that everyone is here, stop talking nonsense and let's go together—!"

"All soul eaters! Fight now—!"

We had previously fought against the soul-eating spirits of the Confucian Mansion, but now we faced the Immortal Feast Altar, and we were beaten back again and again.

"This won't work, if this continues, everyone will die!"

"Young master, why don't we call the other soul-eating souls who stayed behind in Kongsang?" Dezhou Braised Chicken said.

"No! If the Immortal Feast Altar has a backhand, then Kongsang will definitely fall."

"Listen to me, Dezhou, you and A Fu, Guobaorou, stop them with guns and arrows, and the others retreat immediately—!"

"it is good!"

Texas braised chicken rushed to the battlefield, and at this moment, a voice sounded behind me——

"Young Master Kongsang, do you still want to leave?"

"ah--!"

A dagger pierced through the heart from the back, and the piercing pain spread instantly——

"Do you still remember what you did to me last time?" The dagger pierced in the flesh turned half a circle again, "I must let you..."

"Return a thousand times——!"

The dagger was pulled out suddenly, and blood gushed out.

"Yi...tooth..."