Belief?

After blinking his confused eyes, Huo Yanfeng was confused, so: "What does faith mean?"

"It means believing, believing from the bottom of your heart, believing what I say, believing the way I pointed you, and not having any doubts.

Boy, do you believe in my ancestors?”

"Of course, of course I believe in my ancestors.

If you don’t even believe your ancestors, who else can you believe?”

With a thrust, Huo Yanfeng shouted loudly with great firmness.

Yang Feng nodded in his heart and laughed.

In fact, Yang Feng lied to this kid just now, and he said that he could find someone to possess him at will, which is impossible.

Because with his current weak soul power, he must be supported by the possessor, otherwise it will have an exclusion effect.

Even the possessed person must believe him unconditionally.

But in this world, he has no temple or believers, why can he make people believe that he is a ghost?

Even if some people are lured by him and are willing to possess them, they still won’t trust him completely in their hearts, which will lead to repulsion.

Fortunately, this boy named Huo regarded him as his ancestor, which established a natural relationship of faith.

The descendants believe in their ancestors and bless their descendants. There is no more suitable possession condition in the world than this.

Therefore, Yang Feng can basically possess this Huo family boy, and he cannot even point out his identity.

Otherwise, if this kid knew that he was not their ancestor of the Huo family, even if he didn't say anything, his trust in his heart would definitely be greatly reduced, and it would be difficult for him to possess it.

Huh! He let out a long breath of turbid air, and Yang Feng thought to himself that he owed another favor to the Huo family.

"Boy, I'm ready. I'm going to get on with you. Don't reject me!"

"Come on, ancestor!"

Huo Yanfeng raised his head proudly, and then saw a faint white light flashing from the ancestral tablet, instantly entering his body.

Huo Yanfeng's body shook and touched his body, as if nothing had changed: "Ancestor, have you come in?"

"I'm here, it's pretty good, without any repulsion, it means you are still very filial to your ancestors, very good, hahaha!"

"But why do I feel nothing?"

With a deep frown, Huo Yanfeng shook his hands and feet and murmured: "Hand is still my hands, my feet are still my feet, and there is no feeling of being out of control.

People say that people who are possessed will find it difficult to control their bodies."

"Please, I just set up a nest in your body and stay for a while, and I am not going to take over you, why should I control your body?

Don't think too much, I won't interfere with you without any need."

"I see!"

Leran nodded, Huo Yanfeng smiled and said, "By the way, ancestors, are you the only ancestors in this entire ancestral hall?

What about other ancestors?”

"Do you still have the face to say it?

I haven't come to worship for three years, and my ancestors have not received incense and have run away from hunger.

Only I still stick to my position and believe that you are filial and will definitely come back, otherwise I would have run away long ago.

I won’t stay in this ruin, thinking about taking care of my grandchildren.”

"run?

Where to go?"

"It's impossible to be hungry when you go to reincarnation, right?"

"Is that so, that kid is really sorry to his ancestors."

Huo Yanfeng smiled awkwardly, and at the same time he was even more grateful to Yang Feng.

The ancestors of the entire ancestral hall have passed away, and this ancestor is the only one who is still thinking about the safety of future generations and descendants. It is so loyal.

Boom! Suddenly, at this moment, an explosion sounded, and a middle-aged man wearing a big red suit and a tiger-backed and bear-waisted waist walked in swaggeringly, his eyes were like thunder, and he suddenly stared at Huo Yanfeng in front of him.

Huo Yanfeng's body was shocked, and he was immediately scared and his whole body was trembling, and he started to sweat: "Liao... Liao... Head of the Liao family, Liao Weilong?"

"What's wrong?

Isn't this your family... uh no, is it our enemy?

Why did you see him like a mouse meeting a cat?

Stand up your chest and your head and legs and stretch out your strength, and take out some courage!"

"Uh no no no no, ancestor.

You don’t know that Liao Weilong is a peak powerhouse at the first level of Wuling. I am just a warrior in the late stage of the second level, so I can’t beat him.”

Huo Yanfeng shivered, his face turned blue with nervousness.

Yang Feng stumbled on his words and thought to himself that the strength level of this plane is the same as the spiritual world managed by my wife? I am afraid that when the main god designed human civilization, let's copy each other.

Then, Yang Feng said indifferently: "What's the relationship between two levels higher than you?"

You are all a person with the halo of the protagonist and cheating, what are you afraid of?

Listening to the ancestor, he walked over and slapped him, it was okay."

"Give him a slap?

I was afraid that as soon as I walked over, he would slap my head to pieces."

Gudu! He swallowed his mouth hard, and Huo Yanfeng said tremblingly: "There is also the ancestor, what aura you mentioned, and where are you talking about?

Is it a ancestral magic weapon?

Give it to me quickly!”

"Silly child, ancestor, I am your halo and hang.

If there is an ancestor here, are you afraid of?

He raised his chest and walked up, pointed at the old guy's nose, and said to me..." Yang Feng shouted loudly in Huo Yanfeng's body. Huo Yanfeng took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and then took an angry step and approached Liao Weilong in front of him with a few steps, staring at him fiercely.

Liao Weilong looked at him with a squinted eyes, his eyes full of suspicion: "What are you looking at?"

"Thirty years from Hedong, thirty years from Hexi, don't bully the young man..." Bang! With a crisp sound, Liao Weilong slapped Huo Yanfeng back twice, his head was dizzy, his eyes were filled with stars, and he almost fainted, and he didn't give him a chance to show off.

"Boy, I led my men to destroy your whole family back then.

If you want to take revenge, go straight, what nonsense are you talking about?"

The corner of his mouth sagged, and Huo Yanfeng suddenly stopped talking and murmured in his heart: "Old ancestor, he won't let me finish."

"Hey, this is strange.

In general, the operation process of fighting should not be a harsh conversation before taking action. The villain raises hatred in this process, and the protagonist pretends to behave in this process. Those authors write this way. Why don’t he follow the rules?”

Yang Feng muttered, and Huo Yanfeng felt his face twitching and rolled his eyes.

If you do it, how can you tell me so much?

What are these rules? Ancestor, were the ancient rules?

It's obviously outdated now.

When Liao Weilong saw Huo Yanfeng slapped him, he stood still and was still talking to himself. He immediately stared at him and said arrogantly: "Boy, I heard that your Huo family's ancestral hall is very evil. There is a ghost of the Huo family to help you, right?

Even my son was injured in your hands.

Then I will come to meet the old ghosts of your Huo family this time to see if these ghosts can protect you, the only seed of the Huo family, hum!"

"Is that right? Then there's no need to say it, just go up and smoke him."
Chapter completed!