When Feng Wuchen returned to the Seventy-two Mountains of Zhenmoyuan, he heard a series of calls before he arrived at Yuanshang Palace.
"Master!"
Feng Wuchen nodded and took a look, only to see outside the Seventy-Two Mountains, in a narrow valley somewhere, the three thousand female relatives of Yuan Shang Palace, including the men and horses he had distributed in various mountains before, were all here.
Seeing this, Feng Wuchen's face darkened slightly and he quickly sank into the valley.
Seeing Feng Wuchen, sisters Leng Shuang and Leng Ning were the first to stand up and express their grievances: "Master... after you left, Feng Baiyi, the ninth master of the Feng family, bared his fangs and personally snatched Yuan Shang from me.
There are twelve hills in the palace, including...including the place where Yuanshang Palace is located!"
As he spoke, the faces of the ladies in Yuan Shang Palace were filled with anger and humiliation.
It’s okay to lose the rest of the mountains.
Yuanshang Palace is the seat of their orthodoxy, and even their headquarters was robbed. How is this any different from the annihilation of their clan?
Moreover, just a few days after the establishment of Yuanshang Palace, such a big thing happened. If we don't come back, I'm afraid it will become a joke in this holy land in the future!
After listening to Leng Shuang's words, Feng Wuchen's face became even more ugly.
Although he had known that Feng Baiyi would seize the mountain while he was gone, he did not expect that the other party would be so ugly and would not even leave them with the bottom line of Yuanshang Palace.
Feng Wuchen was silent for a moment and then asked: "Are there any casualties this time?"
"There are no major casualties, just..."
At this point, Sister Leng Shuang suddenly paused, as if she didn't know whether she should say the rest of the words.
Feng Wuchen raised his eyebrows: "Just what?"
At this time, Yu Xin's eyes dodge and she quickly changes the subject: "Nothing...you should think about how we should be settled, right?"
Feng Wuchen noticed something strange, and with a slightly colder tone, he said to Sister Leng Shuang, "Speak!"
Sister Leng Shuang pursed her red lips, bent down and said: "Although the ninth master of the Feng family is overbearing, from the beginning to the end, he only seizes the mountain. For us, he mainly suppresses, and does not kill... but in
When we were driven out of Yuanshang Palace, sister Xin'er had a quarrel with Na Yunmengyao. When the two argued, the other party was unable to explain, so Feng Baiyi took action personally, slapped sister Xin'er in the face, and humiliated her.
One pass, saying she is a shameless maidservant..."
Hearing this, Feng Wuchen's energy became even colder, and he suddenly turned around, focusing entirely on Yu Xin.
Being so concerned about by Feng Wuchen, Yu Xin felt a little uncomfortable: "I'm not that fragile, you don't have to be so nervous..."
After confirming that Yu Xin was fine, Feng Wuchen smiled coldly and murmured to himself: "Haha... Feng Baiyi, Feng Baiyi! You claim to be smart all your life, but why are you so confused at this moment? Why don't you dare to kill?
Aren’t I, the people in Yuan Shang Palace, just afraid that I will fight you tooth and nail when I come back? I will remember this debt..."
Although she said she didn't care, after hearing Feng Wuchen's words, Yu Xin felt happy in her heart, and her cheeks also turned red.
"Sir, what should we do now? In addition to Feng Baiyi, the Feng family seems to have two other Yuanshen realm masters. With our strength, it might not be appropriate to go head-to-head with them."
"Head-on confrontation? No matter what, he didn't hurt your lives. It can be regarded as keeping this last bottom line. If I come up and fight with him, it will seem to be my fault!"
After saying that, he looked at the three women beside him.
"You three come with me! The rest of you will stay where you are!"
"yes!"
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Although I don’t know what kind of medicine is sold in Feng Wuchen’s gourd.
But they all know how powerful this young man is, and now that he is back, they will definitely not let the disciples of Yuanshang Palace suffer any more bullying.
At this moment, at the center of the twelve hills that originally belonged to the Yuanshang Palace, a luxurious palace has been built using the great supernatural powers of the civil engineering system.
In the palace, a large number of elites gathered together, changing cups and cups, and it was very lively.
In the upper position, there sat a handsome young man in rich clothes, with an unruly and arrogant look on his face. He was none other than the ninth master of the Feng family, Feng Baiyi.
Beside him, Yun Mengyao was pouring wine for him. Seeing his ninth master looking at the door with concern, he asked: "Ninth master has won twelve mountains for the family this time. It is a great achievement."
One thing, you should be happy, why are you looking so sad?"
Feng Baiyi glanced at the woman ambiguously, then immediately held her in his arms and said dotingly: "You... still like to ask questions knowingly."
After being revealed by her master, the woman's cheeks turned red: "I'm not worried about Master Jiu, but he is just getting more troubled by some irrelevant people! The thirty-sixth city of Zhenmoyuan is not an ordinary place. If he really goes to find him,
The old blood demon fought hard, fearing that there would be no return, and maybe both sides would be injured and both would die together, but it eliminated two serious worries in the young master's heart at once."
Feng Baiyi shook his head: "He will not die... If the treasure is really on his body, then he will never die."
When mentioning that treasure, Yun Mengyao suddenly became interested: "Everyone says that treasure is incredible, but what is that treasure?"
Feng Baiyi shook his head: "I don't know... Twenty years ago, I was still in seclusion to warm up the Dharma. At that time, I was not involved in that treasure.
The struggle! But to have that guy counterattack from the lower planes here within twenty years is probably not an ordinary thing."
Yun Mengyao said again: "But the statement that the treasure is on him is just a guess, right?"
Hearing this, Feng Baiyi's palm around Yun Mengyao's slender waist suddenly moved upwards, and the latter's cheeks suddenly turned red, and he couldn't even hold back his anger for a while.
"Well... Master Jiu..."
"Uncle Thirteen is the youngest of the previous generation of the Feng family. Although I call him Uncle Thirteen, he is not much older than me. His son with that woman has a lot of plans, but he is still only twenty years old. Even though
I started practicing at the age of three, and it has only been more than ten years. That is in the lower plane. After more than ten years of cultivation to this point, do you think I can do it? In other words, who do you think the Feng family is?
Can it be done?"
Yun Mengyao was startled and did not dare to speak.
To say that someone can do it is to tell lies with open eyes.
After all, Feng Baiyi is more than a hundred years old! After more than a hundred years, he has cultivated to the realm of Yuanshen. He is already a rare genius in the Feng family! Who can be more talented than him?
But it would be even more inappropriate to say that no one can do it.
Doesn't that mean that the Feng family, a group of geniuses who have accumulated countless resources, are worse than a wild boy living outside?
Feng Baiyi remained calm on the surface, but his palms kept moving around the woman's body, while saying: "So...the rumors from the outside world are definitely not groundless! The reason why he has reached this point is definitely because of that treasure!"
Speaking of this, Feng Baiyi's eyes became a little more greedy and ambitious: "But that treasure has been with him for twenty years, but it was a bit wasted... If it were in my hands, haha, he would be the heir apparent of the Feng family.
Chapter completed!