Five hundred and sixtieth IX: Someone from the Ye Family
"Brother Lan, you are injured." Feng Hanqing looked at him, and stepped forward to Lan Feng with his little feet, helped him, and said with concern.
"I'm fine. I'll look like Xiaoyao in two days. I've been in the sect these days. You can restoring the sect's formation with confidence." Lan Feng said, "Fatty, take me to the secret room."
When Jin Mang heard this, he wrapped his body around and swung Lanfeng, he walked through the crowd and disappeared under the eyes of everyone.
In the next two days, Xuanqing Gate spent the sadness of the formation. White banners were hung everywhere in the gate. The supreme strong men in the gate were headed by Feng Hanqing, and were busy repairing the sect-protecting formation.
On the third day, Lan Feng walked out of the secret room. He was not injured. He was just infected and heartache in the crying of a group of people. The heart was unstable and the killing surged all over his body. He forced his suppression, causing the spiritual power to be messy for a moment, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
Meng Gai Chang's daughter was buried in the back mountain of Xuanqing Gate, while his eldest son's body was smashed and could not be found. He could only use the clothes he had worn tomb.
Meng Yao knelt alone in front of the tomb, staring at the three tombs that lined up side by side with a dull look. Half a glance, Lan Feng walked up to the top half a stick of incense, and then quietly walked away. At this moment, he suddenly thought of Beimingtian far away, and his heart became sad.
On the sixth day, Xuanqing Gate welcomed a group of guests. The appearance of these guests made all the supreme powerhouses of Xuanqing Gate come out to greet them.
"Dad, you are here. My daughter misses you so much." When Feng Hanqing saw a middle-aged Confucian scholar among the crowd, she got up happily like a little girl, and rushed into the arms of the middle-aged Confucian scholar and acted coquettishly.
On the ninth day, Lan Feng walked out of the secret room again, Xuanqing Gate was refreshed, and there was a red cloth sticking to the door, which made Lan Feng stunned.
He came to the Zhengqi Square of Xuanqing Gate with a wave of doubt. From a distance, a staircase of a slight height of half a meter was built at the deepest point. There were several stern master chairs on the steps. Usually, the leader of the Xuanqing Gate and the elder guardian sat on his stern master chair to issue instructions to Xuanqing Gate.
Or if there is a small competition for Xuanqing Gate, here is a rostrum. The sect leader is sitting on the highest and largest sage chair in the middle of the steps.
However, the person sitting on the chair of the highest and largest priest was Meng Yao, a girl with a sad expression. However, at this moment, her eyes showed a sense of stubbornness and decisiveness, accepting the worship of thousands of disciples from Xuanqing Sect. Feng Hanqing and others stood on both sides with a few strangers. They were following Meng Yao. And Jin Mang turned into a human form and mixed it.
"Damn Feng Hanqing..." Lan Feng knew at a glance that this must be the idea of Feng Hanqing and his group. He suddenly became angry and rays of blood were emitted uncontrollably, which shocked some of the disciples of Xuanqing Sect who were approaching.
"Ahh..." The disciples shouted a few times, and saw that Lan Feng was standing there with silver hair, so he quickly stopped the sound.
Lan Feng walked slowly forward with his big feet. All the Xuanqing Sect disciples looked at him and consciously gave him a way. They were both admiring and terrifying.
"Xiao Lanfeng..." When everyone saw Lanfeng walking up in anger, they closed their mouths tactfully. Standing aside and not daring to speak, Meng Yao forced herself to smile and said softly.
"I know they are forcing you. As long as you say, I want them to die." Lan Feng said with anger.
Hearing this, everyone started trembling unconsciously. They believed that as long as Meng Yao nodded slightly, Xuanqing Gate would be a bloody battlefield again.
"I think you are the Lanfeng that the niece Feng said. Young man, you are too full of words, and you are not afraid of fanning your tongue." A woman dressed in an old woman walked out of the supreme and looked at Lanfeng with a contemptuous look. It was obvious that the other party was very unhappy with Lanfeng's words.
Upon hearing this, Lanfeng raised his head and half-squinted his eyes to the old woman. He saw that the other party was actually a martial artist who had gathered spiritual thoughts, but he was just a first concentration of spiritual thoughts. Lanfeng was not afraid of anything else.
However, in the end, Lan Feng's eyes fell on the crowd and saw several young people who had just concentrated their minds and accompanied Feng Hanqing, and a middle-aged man dressed in Confucianism, who was actually a martial artist who had become a great spiritual master, which made him stunned.
"Oh, it seems that you are the supporters behind Xuanqing Sect and people from the ancient Ye clan." Lan Feng said.
After hearing this, several people from the ancient Ye clan showed a proud look on their faces, a look that you know is good.
"Brother Lan Dao, this is also the family rule. It is said that Senior Brother Meng has been taking care of Xuanqing Sect. At this time, people from their lineage sacrificed to protect the sect. Wouldn't it be great to let their little daughter inherit it?" Feng Hanqing walked up and said in a low voice.
"I don't think I have to take Meng Yao away. This place is meaningless to her, and I'm very worried about her." Lan Feng refused, "I'm also troubled by Fairy Hanqing to take me to the altar teleportation array and lie down."
"Xiao Yao, let's go." Lan Feng said without waiting for Feng Hanqing to say anything more, and then looked back and pulled Meng Yao down from the Grand Master's chair.
"Xiao Lanfeng... I won't leave, I won't leave..." Meng Yao struggled out Lanfeng's hand, turned around, and his petite figure showed a sense of stubbornness.
"Don't leave? Didn't you do well two days ago? Why is that? But in order to control Xuanqing Sect, they forced you to die..." Lan Feng said coldly.
"I have said young man, don't be too full of words. This is Xuanqing Sect, a sect supported by our ancient Ye clan." The old woman said coldly.
"Get out of here." Lan Feng snorted, and as he spoke, his big hand raised, and his hand continued to grow bigger and slapped the old woman.
The old woman's face suddenly turned pale, and she raised her hand to block it, but Lan Feng's power was too strong and she couldn't stop it, but she was shot out with a "pop".
"You can try it. I mind killing you like the Nether Ghost Sect and leaving." Seeing that the Confucian scholar dressed up as a middle-aged man was about to take action, Lan Feng stared at the other party with his eyes swept, and at this moment, Lan Feng's eyes instantly turned into a charming blood red.
No one dared to say that Lan Feng's words were false. Feng Hanqing became anxious and hurriedly pulled his old man with his little hand. Feng Yuncheng shouted, "Dad..."
"Since that's the case, Brother Lan will take Niece Meng away, and Feng will not force anything else, just as you thought. We let Xiaoyao be the leader of this sect, and she has better control over Xuanqing Sect. This is the sect supported by my ancient Ye clan. There is nothing wrong with it. Even Meng Gaichang is still there, it is also the same." Feng Yuncheng said coldly.
"This is the best." Lan Feng snorted, walked towards Meng Yao again, grabbing her little hand, "Xiao Yao, let's go."
"Lanfeng, I said I will not go with you, and I will never go." Meng Yao turned around and refused to let Lanfeng catch her, and said with a certain word.
"I know, you are following me for revenge. I will take revenge on your behalf and get up with the Nether Ghost Sect and even the Demon Family. Now you have to follow me, and I will not leave you alone here." Lan Feng stretched out his big hand again and grabbed Meng Yao toughly.
"Let me go, let me go... I won't leave, I won't..." Meng Yao roared, and her face was cold. Lan Feng had never seen Meng Yao like this before.
"Why, please give me a reason to not leave. Do you want to practice? I can teach you. Just by their group of trash, what they can give you, what I can teach you, and what I can teach you, I, Lan Feng, can also..." Lan Feng screamed almost madly. As for the sarcasm of the ancient Ye clan, they ignored them at all. If there is any dissatisfaction, they would just slap their hands to destroy them.
"There are my senior sisters and my senior brothers here. They need me..." Meng Yao said coldly, and did not continue.
When she heard this, Lan Feng was stunned for a moment. Jin Mang quietly came to his side and whispered, "Lan Feng, Xiao Yao, she has her words, I think it's up to her to choose. We cannot control a person's life. The moment her father, sister and brother left, I think all this was settled."