"You bastard, villain!"

"Hmph! Feng Lang, as a fifth-level monk, you should have a bright future, but you insist on meddling in other people's affairs and have repeatedly made enemies of the seven sects. Today's evil consequences were all planted by you. No wonder I admire you

Bai, you can’t blame anyone else! Stop talking nonsense, you can either commit suicide or watch your sister die in front of your eyes!"

"Okay, okay! I can die! But I swear to God, if you dare to break your promise, even if I die, the evil spirit will never let you go!"

"Humph!" Mu Bai sneered, stretched out his hand, took out his sword, and threw it in front of Feng Lang.

Feng Lang picked up the sword with a trembling body, and was about to kill himself with the sword, when Feng Yong suddenly let out a very sad cry: "No! No!!" [

Feng Lang's hand holding the sword trembled, and his tiger eyes were filled with heroic tears. He looked at Feng Yong with full of sorrow and pity, and said in a painful voice, "Yong'er, it's all because of your brother's incompetence that you have suffered..."

"No! Brother, I won't let you die!" Feng Yong's heart was already hurting like a knife, but after hearing Feng Lang's words, she couldn't control herself and kept crying.

"Remember your brother's words. After you leave here, immediately go to Brother Qin Dong and ask him to continue taking care of you for your brother!" After saying this, Feng Lang suddenly turned his body around, with his back to Feng Yong. He didn't want Feng Yong to let him go.

Yong saw his own death state.

"Feng Lang, why are you nagging? The time for half a cup of tea is coming soon. You don't want to delay your sister's time, right?" Mu Bai shouted anxiously, wishing that Feng Lang would die in front of his eyes.

When things got to this point, Feng Lang had no other choice. He sighed sadly and was about to wipe his sword across his neck. Suddenly, a fearful cry came from the distance, "Help, help!"

Everyone was startled by the ghostly roar, and turned their heads to look around, only to see Wen Xingfan, who had just left, with disheveled hair, blood bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and running back like a madman with fear on his face.

It looked like he had seen a ghost. Before he could reach him, he fell to the ground with a thud. Even his front teeth were knocked out, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

Although Mu Bai said that he did not think highly of Wen Xingfan, he did not expect that Wen Xingfan would be in such a mess. You must know that Wen Xingfan is the leader of the Seven Star Sect and can be regarded as a man of influence in the Tianyun Empire.

, and his cultivation level is also very strong. To be scared like this, no matter how you put it, is a bit weird.

Mu Bai frowned, stepped forward to help him up, and asked, "Wen Xingfan, what's wrong with you?"

"Save me, save me!" I don't know what happened to Wen Xingfan. His eyes, which were originally quite majestic, were now like dead fish, without any sparkle. Except for the deep fear.

Nothing can be seen outside.

"Save you? What happened?" Mu Bai's heart suddenly sank, and he knew very well that someone or something that could frighten Wen Xingfan to such a degree was definitely unusual.

Mu Bai kept asking questions, but Wen Xingfan couldn't say anything else except asking for help. Mu Bai anxiously wanted to ask other disciples of the Seven Star Sect, but found that Wen Xingfan was originally following Wen Xingfan.
Chapter completed!