Chapter 149.2
Feng Shao nodded calmly, “These are your last words? Are you done?”
“Not yet!” the man looked ferocious and stern, “Do you know how happy we are these days? We have enjoyed everything we have never enjoyed in the past few years! Look at these female disciples under your feet. With eyes above the top, why don’t we bully others now? I tell you, Feng Shao, even if we are asked to do it again, we will make the same choice!”
“I don’t know what to say about your attitude!” Feng Shao said coldly, “Since you are so steadfast, then I will help you!”
As soon as the words fell, the man felt his arms suddenly go cold, and then he felt a sharp pain. He screamed miserably, and cursed at the same time, “Feng Shao, you must die! I curse you! Even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go!”
“Then I’ll wait for you to seek revenge after you turn into a ghost,” Feng Shao waved his hand casually, and a small piece of tongue fell to the ground.
Amidst the screams, Feng Shao’s calm expression looked particularly terrifying. As Feng Shao moved forward step by step, the traitors involuntarily retreated step by step.
But unfortunately, there is an end to the retreat. And what awaits them is destined to be an extremely miserable end.
A moment later, Feng Shao put his sword back into its sheath and let out a long breath. And under his feet, there are more than a dozen fresh “human pigs.” He didn’t look at those people anymore, but turned his eyes to other disciples, with a hint of pain in his eyes.
He stepped forward quickly and untied the disciples one by one. The disciples were all in a dream, until now they couldn’t believe that they had been rescued.