This sculpture has been carved for seven days. It was a woman with a plump body and a noble aura in her nobility. Her overall appearance has been completed, and now Feng Qingxiu is perfecting some minor details with a beveled knife.

As the wood carving gradually took shape, Feng Qingxiu's vision gradually blurred, and the heart seemed to be held fiercely in his hand, and an indescribable sour and painful pain emerged. At some point, a tear crossed his cheek and dripped onto the wood carving, wetting the woman's face. He put the wood carving against his forehead, and tears flowed down like a flood.

"Ao, isn't this Senior Brother Qingxiu, why did you cry again?"

"He looks like a girl, maybe he's a woman. Since she is a woman, of course, she doesn't need a reason to cry. ”

"Woman? So there's no more work under him? It's pathetic, can any of you help him. ”

"How can I help? Is it to sleep with his bride and help him have a bunch of children? ”

"Trendy, that's how you want to be a stallion?"

"If Senior Brother has no opinion, I should still be determined about this kind of horse. However, even if the senior brother is really unhappy, I am afraid that he will not have the courage to say it, maybe I will have to keep the door for his bride every day in the future. ”

In front of the Zizhao Tower is a tall purple tree that has grown for hundreds of years, and its thick and straight trunk is covered with thick and fat purple leaves, covering almost the entire courtyard in it.

The wind surged and shattered a few fallen purple leaves, and walked towards the wind with a smile on his face. Behind him were three kamikaze court disciples of the same age, who laughed unbridled as they joked promiscuously.

Feng Yong stopped in front of Feng Qingxiu, half-squatted down, and the wood carving in Feng Qingxiu's hand had already appeared in his hand. After carefully examining the woodcarved woman, Feng Yong ignored Feng Qingxiu's protests, casually threw the woodcarving behind him, and was picked up by one of them.

"Woman? Look, our elder brother actually carved a woman, and he is still such a beautiful and moving woman, it seems that it is time for him to think about women. ”

"But a wood carving woman, what can the senior brother carve for her, is it to warm the quilt for him, or let him vent?"

"Maybe this woman is the woman he has seen in a certain red lane flower building, and he lost his soul after looking at it, and he has no work under him, so he can only carve wood carvings for his thoughts. What our poor brother didn't know was that while he was still thinking about someone, the girl didn't know which man had already let out a sweet moan. ”

Feng Qingxiu raised her head, the tears in her eyes had disappeared, and all that was left in her pupils was burning anger. "Give me back the wood carving." There was a hint of non-rejection in his angry tone.

"Behold, this worm in everyone's mouth is actually angry, I can't imagine it, has he broken out of his cocoon into a butterfly?"

"Fenghua, you are too naïve. Even if he becomes an eagle, he is still a worm that can be crushed at any time in our eyes. ”

"Fengshan, I think you better return the wood carving to Qingxiu! In case the little girl is made to cry and the pavilion master learns, it will be better for us. ”

"By the way, I forgot. Even if he is a wild species, after all, he is still surnamed Feng. It is really not worth it to be sent to the torture hall by the pavilion master for the sake of an illegitimate child. Feng Shan said as he threw the wood carving in his hand.

Feng Qingxiu's face was already cold and expressionless, and his eyes exuded a fierce gaze like a fierce beast. Without any emotion, he said again: "Give me back the wooden carving." ”

Feng Yong grabbed Feng Qingxiu's neck, pressed him down on the steps, and said in an extremely unkind tone: "Wild seed, I hate it when people talk to me like this, especially you. You're not trying to get back that stinky made of wood. Son? Then kneel down and beg me, maybe I'll let Fengshan return it to you as soon as I'm happy. ”

"What did you just say she was?" Feng Qingxiu's body trembled suddenly, and a purple light crossed his eyes.

The wind surged Feng Qingxiu's cheeks, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. "Didn't I just say it, I hate it when people talk to me in this tone, are you an idiot? It's just a piece of broken wood, I want to call it a stinky bitch, it's a stinky bitch. Have you forgotten that I made you kneel down and beg me? You've completely me off now, though. He swung his fist and hit Feng Qingxiu's jaw hard, and Feng Qingxiu flew out upside down and hit the pillar in front of the door of Zizhaolou.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead, I'll teach you a lesson this time. Let you know that in our eyes, you, the so-called elder brother, are actually nothing. ”

Feng Qingxiu slowly stood up, his entire jaw had been seriously distorted, but he didn't seem to care, he looked coldly at the four people below, and a killing intent surged out of his body.

"Your eyes make me very unhappy, it seems that I still haven't learned a lesson......" Feng Yong didn't finish speaking, Feng Qingxiu suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. He will never forget the look in Feng Qingxiu's eyes when he looked at him for the rest of his life, there was no emotion in it, there was just death, death...... Death.

In a trance, he found that he was no longer conscious, his soul seemed to be separated from his body, and his whole person froze in place, unable to move at all. The feeling of suffocation as if he had fallen into a cliff made his heart beat faster, and there was only one thought in his heart - I was going to be killed until the holy qi from Feng Qingxiu's fingertips touched his neck.

Feng Qingxiu slowly lowered her fingers, and did not move forward another inch (otherwise Feng Yong would definitely die), but slowly lowered her arms, knelt in front of Feng Yong, and prayed: "Please give me back the wood carving...... The breath of death gradually disappeared, Feng Yong slowly returned to his senses, and when he looked at Feng Qingxiu again, his eyes were full of jealousy. But in order to hide his cowardice just now, he raised his foot and kicked Feng Qingxiu's chest, and the huge momentum made Feng Qingxiu fly upside down dozens of feet before falling to the ground. But in the process, he kept a smile on his face and tears welled up in his eyes. "Mom, did you see that? I've been able to control myself from killing people casually, do you see? Did you see that? Mommy ......"

"Feng Yong, are we a little too much......" Feng Hua was first timid, if Feng Qingxiu was seriously injured, they would not be able to get out of it. The rules of the pavilion clearly stipulate that no disciples can be harmed at will, and those who violate it will be sent to the torture hall. Although he didn't personally experience the "wonderful" in the torture hall, he was also familiar with it, and every time he saw his brother who had violated the rules of the court being carried out of it, the pain seemed to be contagious, and they couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Feng Yong said sharply: "You shut up for me, as long as we don't talk about this matter, with that waste character, we won't complain to the pavilion master at all." Give me that rotten piece of wood, and I'll crush it with my own hands. ”

Feng Shan stupidly handed over the wood carving to Feng Yong. "Worm, I want you to remember, as a bed bug, you should honestly lie on the ground and eat and wait for death. Angering me will only make you die faster. He was about to crush the carving, but his wrist was firmly clamped by a hand, and he did not expect that the carving fell from his hand and was caught in his hand in the process of falling.

"Whose dog broke free from the chain and barked innocently here. There are three flies around him, and I plan to use you to clean his teeth after he eats! ”

Feng Yong looked up slightly at Twilight Jun who was standing in front of him, and sneered: "Who was I at the time, isn't this the new 'Pig Stomach King'?" You don't stay in your own pigsty, what are you doing here? I don't like a pig touching my body, why don't you let go? ”

There was no trace of gloom on Twilight's face, and it was still an innocent smile. "I refuse."

Feng Yong frowned, and said angrily, "You are looking for death." ”

"Someone is looking for death, but it's not me. Tonight's dog meat will be delicious with Jinglin's fruit wine. ”

"Looking for the dead boy......" Before Feng Yong finished speaking, the whole person suddenly froze in place, and the feeling of the soul being separated from the body was staged on him again. However, this time it was not because of the breath of death, but because Twilight Jun launched the first form of the Soul Control Death Technique, Soul Sealing and Soul Transfer. Then Twilight Jun's left arm suddenly erupted with countless phantom immortal wind patterns, and his left palm turned into a fist, carrying a powerful blow like a volcano that burst into the stomach. With the blood spurting from his mouth, the wind surged like a crossbow arrow and flew out, crashing through two walls in quick succession before stopping.

In the smoke and dust, the three of them vaguely saw that Feng Yong was really lying in a pile of rocks like a dead dog. When they looked at Twilight again, they had long since lost their previous arrogance, and they were only full of fear.

"If you don't get out of here with this dead dog, do you really plan to die with him?" Seeing the backs of the three of them hurriedly lifting Feng Yong up and hurriedly leaving, the anger in Twilight's eyes slowly disappeared.

"Senior brother, this will be back for you." Twilight Jun handed the wood carving to Feng Qingxiu, who immediately took it. He broke free from Twilight's support, left a thank you, and hobbled into the distance. No one knew where he was going.

Inside a mysterious and huge palace in the Eastern Continent.

Mu Feng's hands and feet were chained, his body was covered with scars, and blood was still spilling out. But he was unresponsive, pale, his eyes closed, and was escorted to a black stone chair by two guards in purple armor and armed with giant axes.

On the stone chair sat a man dressed in black, with a slender body and a handsome face. He raised the glass of Yixin's specialty, and the crimson liquid slid into his mouth as his throat swelled.

"Uncle Xie, what time is it now?" The voice of the man in black is very soft and clean, like a beautiful tune chanted by a singer, which makes people feel happy both physically and mentally. Xie Tianyu, who was respectfully standing on the side of the stone chair, refilled the wine glass for the man in black, "Back to the Lord, the Yaksha bats in the Broken Spirit Cave have just come out to feed, and the annoying howl of the alien wolf has also come from the Fallen God Cliff, and it is already midnight. ”

The man in black shook his glass slightly, and the red liquor became more and more dazzling in the darkness like blood. "Xiaofeng, Redtail hasn't been close to you for a long time!" His voice seemed to have a mysterious power, which made Mu Feng, who was still in a coma, wake up in an instant.

"Lord......" Mu Feng's mouth was still smearing with blood, and when he looked at the man in black, he showed a look of both respect and fear on his face. Lord Redtail doesn't bother to eat my flesh at all, so please choose another punishment. ”

The man in black smiled very gently on his fair face, and he put his finger into the wine glass, and the crimson spirit disappeared in an instant. "It's okay if a few imps in the Spirit Habitat haven't been eradicated, after all, the original point of the entire plan was not Donglu. However, why didn't you even bring it back, could it be that you couldn't even lift a coffin after a few days of leisure? His voice was still so calm, without a hint of excitement. But when the sound wave reached Mu Feng's surroundings, his chest sank deeply as if it had been hit by a violently impacting fist.

The moonlight illuminated Mu Feng's face, which was as pale as ashes, and danced wildly on the blood.

"In the spiritual habitat, a dimensional space has been opened? What a strange boy. The man in black said silently, "His name is ...... Twilight, right? It couldn't be more interesting if he had the same last name as you. ”

Mu Feng said fiercely: "If the surname is really 'Mu', I will give him a happy next time we meet." ”

"Jiulin." As soon as the man in black finished speaking, a figure fell from the darkness above. The dark green cloak enveloped him all over it, and his face was hard to see in the darkness.

"Lord." Jiulin's words were direct, without dragging his feet at all.

"Lutai will paint a portrait called 'Twilight-kun'. From now on, the Blood Dove Group will be led by you, and according to the portrait, look for the boy named 'Twilight Jun' throughout the Eastern Continent, and then invite him to the Emperor Demon Palace. Remember, it's an invitation. I don't want to dine at the same table as the dead. ”

"Yes, Lord." Jiulin Road.

"Uncle Xie, is Longyan back?"

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Our plan in the Qianyu Country has been in full swing, and now it has reached the final stage. The mission of the dragon eye has been completed and is now on standby. ”

"Tell Long Jing that no matter what means are used, you must find out the origin of the 'Shogun', and I will let him stand in front of me naked." The glass in the black-clothed man's hand began to petrify, and at the same time, the bodies of the two guards escorting Mu Feng were slowly petrifying, and finally completely became two stone statues.

"Your blood stained my beloved floor, they shouldn't have brought you here."

Kamikaze Pavilion, inside the Beast Riding Square.

"Zizhaolou can't find you anywhere, I thought you sneaked away, it turned out to be here!" Feng Qing'er looked a little out of breath, her proud chest rose and fell slightly, and her beautiful eyes were slightly angry and coquettish.

Maku-kun stared intently at the stone platform in the center of the field, his long blue hair lifted high by the night wind. "I won't leave the Kamikaze Pavilion until I get the Ice Biji Peak Vine. Is there anything that Senior Sister Qing'er is looking for me? ”

"You injured Feng Yong, and the three elders have already found my father, and I have asked my father to imprison you in the torture hall with a strong attitude."

"Three Elders? What is the relationship between him and Feng Yong. Maku-kun chuckled.

Feng Qing'er said, "The three elders have a total of two personal disciples. One is Feng Jue, who is known as the gardener, and the other is Feng Yong, the green mastiff - his beast is a star thunder green mastiff that has reached the white level of spirit beasts. ”

"Green mastiff?" Maku-kun sneered: "Sure enough, it's a mad dog that can only bite people indiscriminately." But I'm curious, why is Feng Jue called a gardener? Could it be that Uncle Feng handed over the back garden of Kamikaze Pavilion to him to manage? ”