CH 52.2

Chapter 52: It’s a pity that you don’t have a chance to know! (2/3)

Wang Feng smiled a few times and said, “Let’s talk about it then.”

The three of them didn’t know that Wang Feng had reached level 20.

“That’s fine.”

“By the way, Lao Hei, what do you think is the strength of this old servant of Lin Shan?” Wang Feng asked casually.

“It should be similar to ours.” Lao Hei shook his head and said, “Take care of him so much, what do you do?” Anyway, our employer is this noble lady.”

Wang Feng smiled.

But I felt a little weird in my heart.

This noble lady Lin Shan and the old servants beside him were a bit weird. But Wang Feng couldn’t say it again.

Wang Feng guessed that the old servant next to Lin Shan might be much stronger than the three of Sirong.

There may be a strength of about forty levels!

But the strangeness is here. If this old servant has more than forty levels, it stands to reason that there is no need to hire them to hunt soul beasts.

Also give such a high price of golden soul coins?

Could it be for some insurance?

In the past year or so, Wang Feng and Sirong have also received a lot of commissions to hunt soul beasts.

Some aristocratic children have a lot of commissions, even if they have servants, there is no such thing as this!

A soul master of more than forty levels is enough to possess the ability to kill a thousand-year-old soul beast, not to mention the kind of three or four thousand years.

But if it is for insurance, it makes sense.

With doubts, Wang Feng walked into the set-up tent and practiced meditation. Although his soul power reached a bottleneck and his soul power could not be improved, this seemed to have become a habit.

The bright moon hangs high, and the silent night is silent…

Suddenly!! A scream suddenly sounded!

As soon as the sound sounded, Wang Feng opened his eyes abruptly and rushed out quickly!

I saw two people lying outside the tent at the moment, and the screams came from their mouths!

“Old Hei and Ling Blade!”

Looking at the two of them, Wang Feng’s pupils shrank suddenly.

The hands of the two of them seemed to have been cut off by sharp weapons. What was even weirder was that the two of them seemed to have just awakened from their sleep, and there was still blank horror on their faces at this time.

Beside the two of them stood an old servant and the noble lady Lin Shan.

Behind Lin Shan, Sirong was bound, as if she had just woken up, with a look of horror on her face, wondering what happened?

“You did it?”

There was a cloud of flames burning in Wang Feng’s heart, like a volcano that had erupted several times, and his chest was undulating.

“Teacher Mo, why doesn’t he seem to be affected by your soul skills?”

However, Lin Shan, the noble lady, did not answer, but frowned and looked at Wang Feng, as if a little puzzled.

“Impossible.”

Teacher Mo also looked at Wang Feng strangely, “This kid is just an auxiliary soul master. My soul skills and nightmares can temporarily incapacitate people in their sleep, unless his level is higher than mine, but all three of them are only more than 30 levels. This kid is just a recovery soul master, who has survived for more than 20 levels…”

“It’s impossible to be immune to my nightmare. However, if he hadn’t fallen asleep, my nightmare wouldn’t have worked.”

Hearing this, Lin Shan couldn’t help sighing, and looked at Wang Feng, a little speechless: “Boy, are you really lucky? I didn’t even fall asleep…”

Wang Feng looked at the two of them coldly, walked up to Lao Hei and Ling Blade, looked at the two of them who were in pain at the moment, and cursed himself as an idiot in his heart.

For these two people, he was a little aware that something was wrong, and he should have terminated the commission early if he had known it.

Wang Feng drew the dagger next to Ling Blade, stood up, and looked at Lin Shan and the old servant coldly. The murderous intent bred by anger in his heart began to spread.…

“XiaoMie, run away… He is a soul sect with four soul rings…! And his… soul skills are very weird… I was at the vigil just now, and I only took a nap. He didn’t know the ghost, and the ghost cut off my hands…”

Ling Blade gritted his teeth, and after saying these words intermittently, he fainted to death.

The four of them have been fighting for more than a year and have received many commissions, but they didn’t expect to be planted here today!

“Hurry…escape…”

Old Hei’s pupils shrank for a while, and he passed out.

Wang Feng clasped his hands tightly and wanted to use the Golden lotus. The golden lotus with healing power would definitely be able to treat the situation of the two of them at this time, but in this way, he would put himself in a dangerous state without soul power.

“Boy, don’t you still want to do something to us?”

Lin Shan watched Wang Feng pick up the dagger and couldn’t help feeling amused, “Don’t struggle, you are an auxiliary soul teacher, no matter how strong you are, you can’t beat Teacher Mo. Follow us obediently.”

Finished.

The old servant beside Lin Shan suddenly exuded a powerful aura.

The four soul rings rose from under the feet of the old servant.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple!