They believed that if they said yes, or remain silent, the next moment, the tribe would flow blood in the river, and Lan Feng would not change. No matter how powerful his cultivation was, he would still be so impulsive, and he would draw his sword and kill him if he had a disagreement.
But the worst thing is that they found that they could not speak under Lan Feng's spirit, which made them lose hope of living.
Yao Qing stood aside in a daze. During the whole process, she rarely didn't stand up to stop Lan Feng, but was stunned and silently thought about something.
Lan Feng took the steps of the god of death and walked towards Long Xiaotian and others step by step. In his eyes, these so-called venerables were already dead.
"Lanfeng, don't... we didn't kill Nanqing's sister. When the beast tide appeared, I still escaped from Freedom City with Nanqing." Long Yuyan hugged Lanfeng in her hand and shouted loudly. She was afraid that she would be slow and could not save the lives of the seven venerables.
Hearing this, Lan Feng stopped and stopped. At the same time, the spiritual pressure on his body also dissipated. Tian'er seemed to suddenly become enlightened at this moment, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The younger generation of Bei Mingtian who had met Lan Feng once, stared at Lan Feng with a disbelief.
It is hard for them to imagine that Lan Feng, who had been shouting for waste, was already standing above his own domain lord, and the world changed color with anger.
"Who can take me to see her?" After Lan Feng's bloody eyes slowly faded and recovered, Lan Feng asked softly.
Lan Feng's words fell, and the scene suddenly became silent again. Everyone present lowered their heads and showed a hint of embarrassment on their faces. No one dared to answer.
"Let me take you there." A crisp female voice suddenly rang out in the crowd.
Hearing it, everyone's eyes turned back and looked over to the source of the sound. Mo Xiaoniang, the former school beauty of Beiming Academy, fell into everyone's eyes. She walked with a lonely step and landed in front of Lan Feng.
"Let me take you to see Sister Nan Qing. I think she will be very happy to see you care about her so much." Nan Qing said with a little resentment.
After saying that, Mo Xiaoniang turned around and walked out of the crowd, looking very reluctant to see Lan Feng.
"Xiao Madam, you..." Lan Feng was stunned for a moment. He muttered a few times, trying to say something to Mo Xiao Madam, but suddenly found that Mo Xiao Madam had gone away.
"Miss, please stay here and ask them about the invasion of monsters for me. I'll ask you again when I come back. I can't control myself when I'm with them, so I want to kill someone if I take action." Lan Feng's words made everyone tremble. They felt that they were standing with a killing god. They were full of panic.
The most hateful thing is that they are not allowed to be with this killing god, because only this killing god has hope of giving themselves light.
"Little Mom... wait for me..." Lan Feng shouted twice, and then chased Mo Xiaoniang like an anxious child.
Yao Qing was stunned for a moment, looked at Lan Yufeng, then looked at the others, and followed her to Lanfeng.
The others in Beimingtian seemed to suddenly realize that Yao Qing, a delicate beauty, were attracted by her beauty for a moment, and stared at each other straight. Yao Qing was so beautiful that she compared this heaven, and she felt a sense of stubbornness when she stood in front of the other side.
Lan Yufeng looked at Yao Qing's beautiful figure who was leaving from afar. She shook her head with helplessness, but did not stop her.
Although everyone was shocked by Yao Qing's beauty and wanted to take a look, under Lan Feng's murderous gaze, no one dared to take a step forward. They could only watch Yao Qing walk away with a reluctant gaze.
When Lan Feng and the other three were lost in the crowd bit by bit, the scene returned to the tranquility that had once been. After a moment, the people led by the seven venerables looked at each other and instantly turned their eyes to Lan Yufeng.
At this moment, they seemed to have caught something in the dark and wanted to start from Lan Yufeng.
Outside the distant valley of the tribe is a loess high slope, a bamboo layer made of bamboo, which falls lonely on the loess high slope by wind and rain.
The one who fell in front of the bamboo house was a gray-haired old lady. The old lady had a sense of elegance, her face showed a slight look at the world and the introverted sadness revealed in her eyes.
The old lady lived here a year ago and had never left. She seemed to be protecting something and was reluctant to leave.
Today, the old lady suddenly felt her eyelids twitching violently, and she felt an inexplicable excitement inside. She sat alone in front of the bamboo layer, suddenly felt something, and looked back and looked down at the loess high slope.
On the far and winding path under the loess high slope, three figures slowly appeared. A man and a woman were arguing fiercely in front of her. The woman was reluctant to pay much attention to the boy. The woman behind was just walking quietly. She walked very slowly, but she remained not far behind the two people in front.
Seeing these three people, the old lady frowned so hard. She remembered that she had been here for a year and few people had been here, as if she had forgotten it.
"Xiao Madam, are you doing well over the years?" Lan Feng asked with a sad look that he had no choice but to deal with Mo Xiao Madam.
"Your sister Nan Qing, just be there, go and see her." Mo Xiaoniang said coldly, then turned around and ran away like a trot, and ran to Yao Qing. She suddenly paused for a moment and whispered in a low voice like a chewing, "He is a good person. I hope that after he has seen Nan Qing, you can treat him well and don't make him sad."
After saying that, Mo Xiaoniang ran away without looking back. She felt that she was not worthy of Lan Feng. She used to be like this, but now she is even more like this. She doesn't want to contact Lan Feng anymore. Although this is not what she wants, she forces herself to do so.
Yao Qing felt something strange and wanted to explain something to Mo Xiaoniang, but after opening her mouth, she didn't know what to say, so she could only look at Mo Xiaoniang leaving behind a lonely figure.
"Feng'er, is it you?" The old lady in front of the bamboo house had already stood up and called out with a hint of joy.
Lan Feng stared at the old lady with his eyes. He couldn't recognize who the old lady in front of him was. The old lady was too old.
"Feng'er, is it me? Come here quickly, what made your hair like this..." The old lady said charitable, as if she had endless things to say as soon as she saw Lan Feng.
"It's Aunt Ruoxi, you're Aunt Ruoxi..." Lan Feng was stunned and screamed, "Aunt Ruoxi, I'm Feng'er, Feng'er..."
Lan Feng recognized that the old lady in front of him was one of the only seven surviving women beside his mother. Ruoxi rushed over and hugged her and said.
At this moment, Lan Feng was like a child, hugging Ruoxi and complaining, as if he was seeing his mother, crying and making a fuss about Ruoxi.
Yao Qing's beautiful big eyes were wide open, with a look of incredible expression on her face. She had never seen such a scene in the past.
"Auntie..." Yao Qing was stunned for a long time, then walked up a little hesitantly, calling out softly as she felt that the aunt was extremely awkward.
Aunt Ruoxi raised her head and stared at Yao Qing for a long time. Suddenly, she seemed to find something, so she pushed Lan Feng away. Her old big hand grabbed Yao Qing tightly, with a smile on her face, constantly lit up Yao Qing.
Yao Qing frowned very hard, but she didn't care much when she saw that Ruo Xi was charitable in her face. However, what Ruo Xi continued to say was so shocked that Yao Qing wanted to push Aunt Ruo Xi away.
"This must be a daughter-in-law, what a beautiful beauty, Feng'er, you have a good attitude..." The more Ruo Xi looked at Yao Qing, the more he liked Yao Qing's hand, he held Yao Qing's hand tightly and didn't want to put it down again.
"Ah..." Yao Qing was startled, "Aunt Ruoxi, you..."
Lanfeng also became bigger and hurriedly went up to explain to Ruoxi, but Ruoxi kicked Lanfeng and smiled and said, "You boy, don't disturb me talking to my daughter-in-law."
Ruoxi pulled Yao Qing out of the bamboo house with a happy look on his face, took out the good things he had treasured to explain to Yao Qing, and completely offered Yao Qing. Ah Hu was in his palm, afraid of freezing her.
Lan Feng could only stand there, and was speechless for a while. Is there such an aunt? (To be continued)