Just like a storm, everything that happened in Fanyang City swept through the entire Southern God Kingdom in an instant.

Everyone who has followed this conflict can't help but gasp.

Shocking!

Originally, a mere midstream family, whether it was extinction or survival, was insignificant to many high-flying behemoths. It's just that this time it involves the Qing family of the Northern God Kingdom, and the open and secret battles at the top of the God Kingdom, so everyone pays more attention to it.

But even then, this attention is limited. After all, there will be no accidents in the war between an ant and an elephant, and since the outcome is already doomed, then the rest is only a matter of time.

What people never dreamed of was that such a small family would give the Yan family a slap in the face with their backhand!

Fengjin killed Shin Jinkang.

Feng Shangxue forced back the three Tianzun with one sword!

There is also the Jing family, which is actually the Feng family, who not only secretly attacked and killed Mu Lingjiang, but also slaughtered the entire Mu family!

The Yan family came violently, gathered more than ten families, and before they could do what they wanted to do, the Feng family made the first move.

It's called a ruthless and arrogant man!

And now, with the lock of the Star Curtain City, the Nine Emperor Sons Yan Ran, the Qing family brothers and sisters, together with many children of the Southern God Kingdom family and the young Jun Yan of the Northern God Kingdom, are all trapped in Fanyang City and have become hostages in the hands of the Feng family. It's a shocking bloody case!

"The Feng family is crazy enough!"

"It's so rampant, they're playing with their lives!"

"Nonsense, people's knives are all on their necks, why don't you play with your life?! According to me, the Feng family has done a good job!

"Damn, it's easy to say, if it's really on you and me, who would dare?!"

Public opinion was in an uproar for a while.

Now, everyone is waiting for the final result.

The Feng family had already made a move, and there was not the slightest politeness at all. Now it is they who put the knife on the necks of the Yan family and the Qing family, and it depends on the decision of these two families.

How to solve the dilemma of Fanyang City?

Are the Yan family and the Qing family fighting, retreating, willing to lose face or carrying it? Did the Feng family finally have the courage to kill the killer?

And the old prince, what is his attitude at the moment?

Countless eyes were cast on the Yan family's royal family, and also on the closed palace.

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In the garden pavilion, Yan Hong quietly looked at the book.

It is the end of summer, the heat has not subsided, the autumn wind has not cooled, but the branches are becoming more and more remnants. Occasionally, a dark cloud obscures the sun, and the light suddenly dims, becoming quiet and cold. Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the trees swayed and rustled like waves, and a few fallen leaves flew down.

In the gazebo, there are two beautiful maids. One person is changing incense pills, and the other is kneeling and cooking tea.

Outside the pavilion, a cyan source power barrier covered the entire pavilion, and the four old men in green shirts stood silently, holding their breath and closing their eyes, like wood carvings. Outside, hundreds of brightly clad and fiercely armored guards stood tall or marched in formation.

Yan Hong is quiet. Especially when reading a book, I don't like to be disturbed the most. Therefore, although the garden of this mansion is full of flowers, fish and cicadas are singing, and servants are passing back and forth, hundreds of guards and a barrier are centered on Yan Ran, isolating a quiet world.

However, at this moment, a middle-aged scribe walked slowly from the garden gate.

Without seeing how he moved, his figure passed through the strict defense of the guards, and also passed through the barrier laid by the four old men in green shirts with the strength of the Heavenly Realm, and appeared in front of Yan Hong.

"Your Highness. The middle-aged scribe sat down cross-legged.

Yan Hong, who was reading a book and was fascinated, raised his head and smiled slightly: "Da Sima is here." ”

Yan Hong's skin is fair, his appearance is handsome, he is wearing a white shirt at the moment, holding a scroll in his hand, and smiling, which is even more elegant and elegant, which makes people's hearts break.

"Your Majesty asked me to ask, how should Fan Yangcheng deal with it?" said the middle-aged scribe.

This middle-aged scribe was one of the three princes of the Yan family's royal family, and was named after his official position. The three words of Da Sima are all over the world.

Seeing Da Sima in person, the four old men in green shirts and many guards all showed awe in their eyes.

"I didn't expect that Da Sima would come in person," Yan Hong smiled indifferently and said, "Why should this matter be considered." Naturally, he withdrew from Fanyang City first, and then planned for the future. ”

"Oh?" Da Sima and the four old men in green shirts all looked a little surprised.

You must know that this matter is related to the face of the Yan family.

Originally, Yan Hong laid out this game, and he used it to establish his authority. But now, being forced by the Feng family's backhand, the Yan family withdrew from Fanyang City in a gloomy manner, not to mention Liwei, even if it was to lose face.

didn't expect the second prince to be so simple.

Say withdraw, withdraw.

Under the gaze of Da Sima, Yan Hong poured him a cup of tea with his own hands and said, "This matter is not mine." I was too arrogant and conceited before, and I didn't take a mere midstream family in my eyes at all, but I didn't expect that this Feng family would be so rampant!"

He put down the teapot and looked at Da Sima calmly: "Now, in front of face and the overall situation, I naturally choose the overall situation. If you lose face, you can get it back in the future, but once the Feng family jumps over the wall in a hurry, the ninth brother and the Qing family brothers and sisters are worried about their lives. ”

His eyes narrowed slightly: "And if the brothers and sisters of the Qing family died in my Southern Divine Kingdom, how could Qing Zhicang give up, and how would he look at our Yan family." So...... I have already ordered someone to pass on Fan Yang. I can't take this risk, and I don't dare to take it!"

Da Sima had a calm face and nodded.

Picking up the tea poured by Yan Hong, he took a sip, and then said slowly: "Your Majesty, I'll just go back like this." If you do a bad job this time, there must be a lesson, and you must be clear in your heart. ”

"Yes. Yan Hong said respectfully.

The eighteen princes of the Yan family, no one does not know his father's character and methods. No one doesn't know the rules of the Yan family.

There are rewards for doing a good job, and punishment for doing wrong things is the iron law of the Yan family.

No one is exempt.

These princes of the Yan family, including Yan Hong, have been here since they were young.

It's just that even if he was used to it, but thinking about it at this moment, Yan Hong couldn't help but feel a little frightened, and the smile on his face became a lot stiffer.

Da Sima drank tea and was silent for a while before putting down the teacup, looking at Yan Ran, who had recovered his breeziness, and said, "Your Majesty's words have been asked." Now let me ask you, what do you do about the situation in Fanyang City?"

Yan Hong served tea for Da Sima, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared. He put down the teapot, sat up straight, and said, "I don't believe it!"

He didn't believe that the Feng family dared to risk the world's condemnation and attack the star-picking downstairs!

"Really don't believe it or fake it?" Da Sima stared into his eyes.

"True or false?" Yan Hong's eyes were clear, without half a dodge, nor a trace of emotion, as calm as a lake.

The four old men in green shirts outside the pavilion couldn't help but feel shocked.

Everyone knows that many children of the family in the Star Picking Building are now being put on their necks by the Feng family with knives. In case the Feng family really jumps over the wall in a hurry, the fish dies and the net breaks, and the consequences are unimaginable.

However, in Yan Hong's mouth, he only understated the three words "I don't believe it".

Behind these three words, how ruthless and confident is it? Obviously, this is the truest view in his heart.

Suddenly, the four old men became more and more silent.

One by one, they looked at their noses and noses, as if they were deaf to them.

Da Sima looked at Yan Hong, was silent for a while, and said, "Let's talk about it." ”

"First of all, on the surface of this matter, it seems that my Yan family and the Qing family of the Northern God Kingdom were put on their necks by the Feng family," Yan Hong said slowly, "But in fact, they were forced to do it, this knife seems to be on our necks, but why is it not on their own neck......s?"

He looked at Da Sima and said with a smile: "...... So, if we are afraid, aren't they afraid? Their hands with knives may still be trembling at the moment!"

Da Sima nodded.

A mere midstream family could do such a bold thing, which was originally beyond his expectations. But to say that this Feng family is not afraid at all, no one will believe it.

It's like a desperate bandit kidnapping a hostage and yelling "get out of the way, get out of the way", the purpose of which is to survive, not die.

Since you want to live, you are afraid of death.

Fear of death is fear.

Feng Shangxue may be desperate and bold, but the Feng family is not afraid?

Yan Hong said, stood up, paced back and forth in the pavilion for a few steps, and said, "So, this is a stalemate. It's not just us who are anxious, but also the Feng family. ”

He stopped and looked at Da Sima Dao: "But since the Feng family is in a hurry, since they have such a means, why didn't they use it before? You know, the ninth brother, they have arrived in Fanyang, and it has been the third day so far.

Moreover, tomorrow is the time of the gambling fight, and they only play this hand at this time, don't they feel that the time is too rushed? and more importantly, ......"

Yan Hong said word by word: "Until now, the Feng family has never said a word about coercing us to withdraw from Fanyang. ”

Da Sima looked at Yan Hong's eyes, left a trace of approval, and nodded, "Go on." ”

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