Strange World Little Cooking Saint - 542. Chapter 537 Pickled Fish (6)

“Okay. Then I won’t bother you.” The four beautiful maids next to Patriarch Han glanced at them and stepped back.

After he left, Mr. Sheng hugged the girls. Then when he wanted to do something, he suddenly raised his head and looked up at the sky, and then pushed the maids beside him, rolled his robe, broke through the roof, and flew up to the sky, leaving behind a broken wall. The rustling falling water smashed into a lot of water splashes.

The maids were already ready to dedicate themselves. This sudden change made them scream and retreat to the side.

And above the roof, Mr. Sheng had already tied his robes loosely on him at this time, looking into the distance with deep eyebrows.

Han Feng did not go far, hearing the movement, he hurriedly followed.

“Mr. Sheng, what happened?”

“They are here.”

“Who?” Han Feng frowned, and suddenly understood.

Not long after they appeared in the sky, a few figures appeared in the distant sky. They were very fast, but a few breaths and reasons were magnified little by little, and they soon stopped a few hundred steps ahead of them. Come down.

Shi Yu looked at the two people standing in mid-air with some alert eyes.

They wanted to stop the people from the Han family on the road, but because they had never seen them all the way, they could only search all the way with their spirits.

And now the two people who were stopped in front of them have reached the state of form and spirit, and at the same time, one of the men is a little dazzling in the sun. If nothing else, it is probably them.

“Who is Han Feng?” Shi Yu said. As soon as her words were uttered, her voice spread throughout the town, and almost everyone in every corner here heard her questioning.

In that instant, a dozen figures flashed in the sky quickly, appearing behind Han Feng on the opposite side.

Now Han Feng, who was opposite her, heard her questioning, and suddenly laughed in anger. There has never been a junior who would be so presumptuous in front of him.

“You are the one who killed my son?” Han Feng said with a sullen face, but in his heart he was trying to estimate the strength of the opponent.

It’s just a pity that his perception seems to have failed in front of this group of people.

“It turns out you are Han Feng. Han Ziyi is right. Lin Fan chased him and let him get away with it. Now I have my own revenge.”

Han Feng’s heart suddenly shuddered, and his eyes narrowed: “Who are you?”

“Shiyu.”

As soon as Shi Yu’s family reported himself, Han Feng on the opposite side did not have any expressions, but the elder of the Promise Sword Sect and Murong’s family beside her was surprised.

“Huh? Your Excellency wouldn’t be the one who died in the Immortal Mansion of the Illusory Master.” If this is the case, then their trip can be said to be a great harvest.

Lin Fan was to avenge her back then, but he was stained with a lot of blood along the way to achieve his fierce reputation.

Beginning with the unpredictable Elder Illusion, if this is really the Shi girl, then they can say that they have made a good deal of these at the same time.

“It’s a junior.”

When Shiyu said this, the two felt at ease in an instant.

How could Han Feng think of such a change, a person who had been dead for so long suddenly came back to life. This is not the same as what he thought before. When Huan Mo was there, his prestige and the entire Eighth Heaven’s power dared not move, but now that others are gone, his apprentice is alive again… Now it makes him a little embarrassed.

If this woman is really killed, what if Elder Magic comes to the door in the future? He can run, but his family can’t.

And when Han Feng was silent, Mr. Sheng next to him asked Shiyu with interest: “Are you the so-called disciple of the so-called Elder Illusion? Do anyone dare to cheat the world?”

Shi Yu raised his eyes, “What do you mean by this?”

“I have walked for so many years, but I have never heard of an illusionist named Huan Mo. He can be respected in the eighth heaven, but that is because there are no illusions in the eighth heaven.” Mr. Sheng thought he could see through. After all this, “There are so many swindlers like this, it’s ridiculous that there are still people fooled.”

Shi Yu understood, “You said my master is a liar?”

“Otherwise? Can he dare to come out and fight me now?”

There was a hint of contempt in the voice of the opposite person, which gave Shi Yu the urge to smash his face with a fist. But at this moment, Chu Jinhuan next to Shi Yu walked out and looked at him and said, “Han Sheng? I didn’t expect you to be so arrogant after years of absence.”

As soon as Han Sheng saw Chu Jinhuan, the expression on his face suddenly stiffened, and his eyes were full of resentment, “Chu-Jin-fantasy -” He gritted his teeth and said, “You are still alive!”

“You who wanted to kill me didn’t die, how could I die willingly. Han Sheng, Han Sheng, I really looked down on you at the beginning.” Chu Jinhuan’s expression was relatively calmer, “We Lan Cangzong has been looking for you for so long, but he didn’t think you were in the eighth heaven. This time we met, and that just ended the previous things.”

“You have become like this now, and still want to kill me? What about Lancang Sect! Since I dared to attack you at the beginning, I am not afraid of your revenge!” Han Sheng said, forming a palm print in his hand, moving towards Chu Jinhuan hacked.

Shi Yu immediately stopped and flew towards him.

But when Shi Yu approached him within ten steps, Han Sheng in front of him was suddenly pierced with a sword from behind, vomiting blood and fell back. Watching Han Cheng slowly fall, when Shi Yu saw him behind him, Lin Fan’s figure quietly appeared.

“I’m not late.” He looked at her worriedly, frowned slightly, his expression very worried.

“Why are you here?” Shi Yu asked, seeing no one behind him again, “Where is Su Fanyin? Haven’t you already gone to the seventh heaven.”

Lin Fan’s expression turned melancholy upon hearing her question, “I just want to come and see you. It depends on how well you are.”

Shi Yu closed his eyes, “You are an illusion. It is impossible for the real Lin Fanjue to be like this.”

He would not be so indecisive, since he chose to leave, he would leave decisively.

But she knew in her heart what kind of person Lin Fan was, but she still fell into this illusion.

“How do you know that the me you see is the real me?” Lin Fan continued, “Why are you sure of my mind. In fact, you still think about me.”

As soon as he said this, Shi Yu felt a pain in his heart, and his whole mood surged.

How can one forget someone casually.

Shi Yu opened his eyes and looked at Lin Fan in front of him. She knew that this person was an illusion and did not exist. At this moment, maybe he is talking to Su Fanyin, you and me, and he will put all the good things he had done to her on Su Fanyin’s body.