"Uncle Thirteen, why are there so many Deadpools along the way?" The air was filled with the smell of blood, although Feng Yuan was a child, his spiritual power was profound, and he could see the strangeness in this way.

"It's not good, Master is in danger. May we go back quickly. Feng Qingyu thought for a moment, no wonder he felt the miasma of black smoke on this mountain just after going up the mountain, and quickly picked up Feng Yuan and flew into the air.

"Fengyun, I didn't expect that you old thing is still alive, so many years, and you have lived until now, when did you become so weak, you used to look like you were always high, but now you have become like this, do you think you can protect her forever, as long as you hand over the holy woman, I will let you live, if you resist, I will raze this place to the ground, to be your burial place, how about it. "This person's spiritual power is so powerful, he looks like a demon, even Fengyun Zhenren has an opponent that he is afraid of, who is it.

"Xiao Yu, eight years ago, the saintess had already died. Since then, there has been no saint in Yuling Villa. Fengyun Zhenren had been beaten by these people at this time, and his spiritual power had been damaged, he supported his hands on the ground, looking at this person who had been fighting with him for many years with disdain, thinking in his heart, I hope that I will not come back.

"Fengyun, although the saint is dead, she gave birth to a child, isn't it? "This person, with his left hand, turns the ring on the index finger of his right hand, this thing is called the Magic Ring, and it is an extremely powerful thing.

"Since you don't tell the truth, then I'll see how long you can last. The man smiled wickedly and looked at Fengyun Zhenren. Suddenly, the magic ring on the index finger emitted a black black light. When the black light dissipated, Fengyun Zhenren was already lying on the ground dying, covered in blood.

Behind the rockery at this time, Feng Qingyu and Feng Yuan saw this scene.

"Tai ......" Feng Yuan cried and wanted to call Master Tai, but Feng Qingyu quickly covered her mouth and didn't let her make a sound.

Feng Qingyu didn't know what to do, but just now the master told that person that there was no more saint in the villa, and he just didn't want to hand over the wish, and at this time he couldn't let the wish be discovered by that person, otherwise, ......

"Shhhh You must protect yourself, my wish is the most obedient and brave, promise the thirteenth master, take care of yourself, and when this side is dealt with, I will go to find the wish and buy sugar gourds for the wish to eat. Okay?" Feng Qingyu held Feng Yuan's weak shoulders and told her that at this time, she must leave.

"Thirteen masters, but the master and the uncles...... , I'm not leaving, I'm staying. After speaking, Feng Yuan's small hand clenched the Qingyue fan and wanted to go out to compete with that person.

"Yuan'er, be obedient, we are not his opponents, you listen to your uncle's words, go quickly. As soon as Feng Yuan wanted to speak, he used his spiritual power to protect her outside the villa, in order to give Yuan'er more time to escape, he could only hope that he could hold this person for a while. May the children escape from here safely, and let the senior brother bring someone to save them.