In the Star Temple, people couldn't help but hold their breath.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Feng Shangxue's body.

Since the outbreak of the war, no, it should be said that since the Feng family suffered this disaster, the head of the Feng family has become the object of many people's attempts to interpret it.

The same thing, if it were applied to any person, even those families who were far more powerful than the Feng family would panic. After all, they were not only facing a behemoth like the Yan family, but they were also abandoned by their own camp.

In the Heavenly Dao Continent, once he fell into such a situation, he was almost doomed to a hellish disaster. Most of the family will die, and the few survivors will have to survive in some dark and remote corner downstream. The glory of the past, the wealth of the past, exists only in the memory of hunger, cold and hardship. And sadly, over time, even these will be forgotten.

For a family that has worked hard for a hundred years to finally get to this position, this is hell.

And now, the Feng family stands at the gates of hell.

The Feng family is undoubtedly pathetic, because speaking of which, they have done nothing wrong. Even in Fanyang City, they are deeply respected and loved by the people, and their reputation is excellent.

The only thing they did wrong may be that they are on the wrong team and with the wrong people. And the bigger mistake was that they were unlucky and were chosen by the Yan family.

It makes a lot of sense.

But this kind of thing is unreasonable in the first place.

Regardless of whether Fengchen was framed or not, whether it was an excuse or not, being selected is being chosen. Even if they were just a prince of the Yan family, and they didn't have much to do with the God Emperor Yan Xi, they were powerless to struggle.

They are not even qualified to beg for mercy.

It's like a fish on a chopping board. No one cares what it thinks. No one is going to reason with it.

Changing places, people feel that if they are the head of the Feng family, they should be angry, aggrieved, run with all their might, and even kneel on the ground to beg for mercy in order to fight for a glimmer of life.

However, Feng Shangxue did nothing.

This handsome and elegant middle-aged man has been silent, as calm as a bottomless lake. No one knew what he was thinking, and no one knew what he was going to do.

Even now that the outside is upside down, it is difficult for people to see him.

But today, he finally appeared. finally sat in the position designated for him by Yan Hong...... Looking at the wind and snow, people have different expressions, some regret, some curious, some pity, and some sarcasm.

Many people are thinking that this war is finally time to end.

In fact, the word war is not accurate. Because in terms of scale and intensity, this can only be regarded as a conflict and vendetta between some midstream families in the north of Nawon State. Not to mention that it is not ranked in the war of the Heavenly Dao Continent, even in the history of the local family conflict in Luoyuan Prefecture, it is not a big scene.

And from the outbreak of the war to the present, it is only two or three days. It is no exaggeration to say that the flames of war have not yet been burned, and they are already about to be extinguished.

So it would be more accurate to say that the Feng family is over.

After struggling and fighting back without self-control, and even with some frantic frenzy. After destroying the three families who tried to attack them, cutting Shen Zhenkang's throat, and forcefully smashing a mess of mud on the Yan family's face. The Feng family is a little stronger than those families who have disappeared into the long river of history, and they should stay in people's memories and discussions for a longer period of time.

will be forgotten more slowly.

However, this is what Feng Shangxue wants?

In the silence, a chuckle rang out.

People turned their heads to look and were surprised to see that Mrs. Yu was smiling and saying to Qingshiyu: "Man, after all, it is still more mature and tasteful." Although Yan Hong is good, sitting with our master, he can't help but look a little young. ”

Can this woman still laugh, and is she in the mood to judge this?

Everyone looked at each other in amazement.

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Qing Wenyan turned his head to look at Wen Xuqian, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Wen, does the Feng family still have a trick?"

Ever since he entered the Star God Temple, Wen Xuqian has been an old god on the ground, not knowing what to think. Everything that happened in the crystal ball, and the news that came from all over the world one after another, didn't seem to have any effect on him.

Until Feng Shangxue appeared at this moment, Qing Wenyan clearly saw that Wen Xuqian's back couldn't help but straighten up a lot.

"Let's watch...... Wen Xuqian's eyes narrowed slightly, "What we need is the result, not the process." ”

Harufumiko nodded.

Wen Xuqian didn't give him a definite answer, not even answer his question. But from Wen Xuqian's words, he has already got what he wants.

Because he knows that Mr. Wen never likes to waste time.

If there is nothing to see, then, Mr. Wen doesn't even bother to look at it.

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The children of the family looked at Madame Rain like madmen.

The formation of a prodigal and unscrupulous gentleman is usually inevitably pampered and arrogant by his parents, and among Fengchen's parents, it is this eldest lady of the Yu family who plays this role.

If this woman said this kind of thing a few months ago, everyone would only think that she had been pampered since she was a child, and she didn't know how thick the sky was. And at this moment, hearing her laughter and judgment, everyone only thinks that this woman is only afraid that her brain is sick.

The Feng family has already stepped into the grave with one foot, and even the Yu family is about to be implicated, and she can still laugh.

And is in the mood to judge His Highness or Feng Shangxue, whose temperament is more outstanding?

Doesn't she know that this game of chess is already a dead game. His Royal Highness the Second Prince sat there, not as a gamer, but as a winner.

If Feng Shangxue had been invited to sit in front of His Royal Highness the Second Prince on the day the gambling battle began, he might still have a chance to land one or two pieces on the chessboard. But now, countless pieces of information have been collected to show that the Feng family has reached a desperate situation. Especially the participation of the Zhou family and the Luo family, it was a thunderbolt that His Royal Highness the Second Prince slapped down on the chessboard in a silent place!

Feng Shangxue was obviously shaken out by this thunder. That's why he will appear, and he will honestly sit in the position designated for him by His Royal Highness the Second Prince.

But does that mean he's still qualified to play chess?

"Is this woman stupid or crazy?" Hong Haijiao snorted coldly, "You can still laugh at this time?"

"Taste?" Ju Rui, who was at home, sneered, "One is a nobleman from the sky, and the other is a country turtle who has never seen the real world." Who gave her the courage to say such things?"

"My second brother doesn't want to compare his temperament with anyone......" Yan Ran smiled faintly, "If she feels better like this, we don't have to wake her up and let her live happily for a while." ”

"The so-called mother must have a son," Mu Tianyang smiled happily, "I now understand why Fengchen is so unashamed and so ignorant." ”

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The people of the Feng family were just silent.

Everyone's eyes were a little confused. Although many people stared at the crystal ball and looked at the familiar head of the house, their eyes were not focused.

The situation has worsened.

In other words, the Feng family has already walked into a desperate situation where no matter how they look, they can't see a little light.

They didn't know what the head of the house was planning before, and they don't know now. So, they had to wait. And in this world, the most painful thing may be waiting.

Wait for a person, wait for a message, wait for a result......

And what is more tormenting than this is waiting for your own fate.

Feng Rui and other Feng family children, who had been standing at the forefront of the battle with the children of the family, seemed to realize something and became silent. Let the children of the family sneer and provoke, and ignore it.

Their faces were a little pale.

After all, they are only teenagers, and they don't know much about the world, and they can't use their knowledge and vision to understand what is going on.

But from the faces of the elders in the clan, from the silent and gloomy eyes, they understood that the Feng family had reached the point of life and death, and everything was developing in a direction that was very unfavorable to the Feng family.

"Brother Rui, give me a piece of candy!" Feng Yan spread his little hand, and his voice was crisp.

The surrounding Feng family members all looked at it.

"Are you still in the mood to eat?" Feng Rui glanced at the elders around him, shrunk his neck, or took out a piece of candy and slapped it on Feng Yan's hand, and complained in a low voice.

As a fat man, Feng Rui always has endless snacks on his body. The kraft candy of Mi Ji in Fanyang City is his favorite with Fengyan.

Fengyan untied the paper bag, took a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, and suddenly smiled: "Why are you not in the mood? We haven't lost! The head of the family must have a way!"

Everyone looked at each other and smiled wryly and shook their heads.

However, for some reason, everyone's mood has become much lighter.

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Shang Qiyu stared at Feng Shangxue in the crystal ball with a complicated expression.

Even as a competitor of the first family in Luoyuan Prefecture, Shang Qiyu has always admired Feng Shangxue.

It is not an exaggeration to be able to single-handedly bring the Fengjia from the downstream to the midstream, and in just over 20 years, it has grown to the point where it is now.

The Shang family has a very careful investigation and understanding of Feng Shangxue.

The wind and snow in his youth, and the calm and elegant wind and snow now, are not touched at all.

At that time, he was straightforward, impulsive, and unruly. Chivalrous and domineering. Never be wronged, unwilling to suffer. But if anyone provokes him, without saying a word, they will meet each other in life and death.

Because of this temper, he doesn't know how many troubles he has caused and how many ridiculous things he has done. Even when he entered the Changhe Gate, his temperament did not restrain at all. From being an outer disciple to becoming an inner disciple, and then from an inner disciple to becoming a personal disciple of the elders of the Battle Hall......

It wasn't until Feng Yuanhao was seriously injured by someone that Feng Shangxue had to take over the position of head of the family and take responsibility, which gradually changed.

Shang Qiyu has always believed that juvenile years have the greatest impact on people's lives. People will become mature, sleek, and forbearing, but in their bones, some things will not change after all.

Therefore, when the sound of rain Xunni sounded in his ears, Shang Qiyu looked at Feng Shangxue's eyes very seriously.

Then his eyes narrowed slightly.

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In the huge crystal ball, Feng Shangxue took a sip of tea, reached out and picked up a chess piece with a relaxed expression, and said while playing: "Let Your Highness wait for a long time." ”

Yan Hong smiled and said, "It's good that Master Feng is here, is there a game of Yaxing hand talk?"

Feng Shangxue shook his head: "Yaxing doesn't, I think this chess game is actually the most vulgar thing in the world." ”

"Oh?" Yan Hong said, "Why?"

"Chess is just a game. If it's just for fun, it's naturally not elegant. But if you talk about its connotation, it is actually nothing more than a 'fight' word and a 'calculation' word," Feng Shangxue said indifferently, "In the name of beauty, this is a clash of tricks, and it is the world, but in essence, no matter how elegant your posture is, in the end, you can't avoid a baht that must be ......."

As he spoke, he looked up at Yan Hong and smiled slightly: "So although I also like to play chess, I always feel that since it is a vulgar thing, it should be open to a vulgar way." What I hate is those who play chess, but also want to be elegant, find a pine tree and put on a elegant style. ”

He finally held the teacup and looked at Yan Hong's young face: "I'm talking about you." ”

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