Feng Qingcheng's old face was flushed, and wrinkles floated, "Presumptuous." The blade of the sword in his hand faintly glowed red, and the murderous aura was bound to appear.

"Dare to talk to the deity like this, look for death." Yan Yeming sneered, but he didn't mean to make a move.

The Shenao Continent is just the world, and he doesn't care about the small realm at all, let alone a small Fengqing City.

"You, what the hell is going on?" Feng Qingcheng glanced at him, and then at the mysterious woman in red wearing a hat.

Both of these people are shrouded in an inhuman noble temperament, above all ten thousand.

There was a little more worry in his heart, and his hand was clenched tightly.

Even he wasn't sure he could defeat these two. No matter how smart he was, he still couldn't guess that the mysterious woman was his eldest daughter, Feng Ranshu.

"You don't deserve to ask the deity, get out of here, get out of here, don't blame the deity for being polite." A cold and hard breath, a proud and long figure.

He didn't have any weapon in his hand, but he slowly condensed an ice blade in the palm of his hand.

How many people in the world dare to become Venerable, with purple eyes and silver hair, their eyes wide open, and fear spreading in their pupils.

This peerless, shocking man was the Demon Venerable who threatened one side at that time?

It was sealed fifty years ago, but he didn't expect that fifty years later, it would appear in front of him again.

Then the woman standing beside him must not be an ordinary person.

Is that prophecy true?

Cold sweat gradually broke out in his palms, and Feng Qingcheng was so frightened that he almost collapsed to the ground, only a hard force swam in his body, allowing him to maintain his standing posture.

"What? Haven't heard what the deity said? , or the deity doesn't mind letting the deity's hands get bloody. With a bloodthirsty smile on his lips, his terrifying eyes met Fengqing City.

Feng Qingcheng was so frightened that he sat on the ground, and a stream of yellow liquid flowed out from below.

This scene stunned everyone, and all eyes were focused on Feng Qingcheng's body.

The head of the Feng family, the emperor's relatives were actually by a man?

"Wow, Ha Luha, you see, Feng Qingcheng is so scared that he pees his pants."

"Ha Lu Ha...... It's really true, I used to look at him with a serious face, and it turned out that there would be such a messy time. ”

"Wow, that's funny."

"Who the hell is that man? Why is it so powerful? A man noticed that Yan Yeming and pointed curiously.

But he was stopped by another person and warned with his eyes, "You don't want to live, the person who even the Feng family master is scared of must not be an ordinary person, maybe we don't even have a small life, he is not something we can judge." ”

"I didn't expect that you would have this day in Fengqing City." Wen Sixia looked disgusted, strode forward, and kicked under Fengqing City.

Feng Qingcheng, who was in pain, screamed.

"Fengqingcheng, you killed my most precious daughter, and now you want to kill my son, Fengqingcheng, you and I will be inseparable in the future, one day I want you Fengqingcheng to pay the due price." She said word by word, her expression cold.

Everything will be understood, and her hard-working child has not even died.

Fengqing City damn it!!

Originally, Wen Sixia wanted to make up for it, but was stopped by Feng Jiutian, "Grandma, if you kick it again, you will die." At that time, the Situ family will be in trouble. ”

The Situ family is also considered a prominent party, but it is far from being able to resist the Feng family, if the Feng family master is killed, the Situ family will also suffer.

And Fengqing City was afraid of Yan Yeming, even if he wanted to deal with the Situ family, he didn't dare to make a rash move. Yan Ye Ming had this idea.

Feng Jiutian cast a grateful look at Yan Yeming, but saw that he still had that cold face.

Annoyed, he said goodbye, even if she really appreciated him, he wouldn't appreciate it.

Wen Sixia took Feng Jiutian and Yan Yeming home, and as soon as she entered the door, Wen Sixia went straight to the main room, "Master, master, who do you think I will bring here?" ”

Wen Sixia enthusiastically took Feng Jiutian's hand and approached a white-haired man.

"Si'er, what strange people have you brought back again." The man coughed, then got up from the chair on crutches, Wen Sixia hurriedly stepped forward enthusiastically, and helped him to Feng Jiutian.

In my memory, Situ Ernan, the grandfather of the wind and dyeing Shu, the head of the Situ family, is just a man in his forties, how can he actually give an opinion, but he has become an old man with white hair and wrinkles?

A trace of soreness flashed in Feng Jiutian's heart.

"Shu'er, call grandpa." Wen Sixia looked at Feng Jiutian with anticipation, and took her hand and put it in Situ Nan's hand. , eyes back and forth between them, a little more gentle.

"Grandpa."

"Shu'er, Shu'er, is it really you?" Situ Ernan's voice trembled, and his calloused hand touched Feng Jiutian's hand.

"It's me, it's me, grandpa, I'm Shu'er." Feng Jiutian held his hand tightly, and suddenly felt a little more warmth in his palm.

Feng Jiutian said, picked his hand and took down the hat and threw it on the table.

Situ Ernan saw Feng Jiutian's face, sighed, put it in her hand, and slowly returned to the chair, his face was vicissitudes, and his steps were difficult. "Shu'er, Shu'er, it's my fault for snubbing your mother and mother all these years. If not, if it wasn't for me back then......"

Wen Sixia had grief in her eyes, and hurriedly stepped forward, "Master, don't say it, let the past pass." ”

Situ Nan raised his resolute chin and stroked his white beard a few times with his hand.

"No, no, I'm going to say, Si'er, I'm going to say. Shu'er, Shu'er, grandpa doesn't want you to repeat your mother's mistakes. Back then, back then, I saw Feng Qingcheng's personality clearly, he was a despicable villain who was inconsistent with what he was looking for, but he had bad thoughts about my daughter Situ Yan'er. I told you a thousand times to let your mother not fall for him. But your mother didn't listen, and in spite of my and your grandmother's opposition, she would rather turn her back on the Situ family and resolutely marry Feng Qingcheng. Feng Qingcheng told him that he would only marry her in his life, but within two years, he took a few concubines. Your mother took you back to your parents' house in grief, but I snubbed you because of the events of that day, I'm really sorry. Your mother cried and cried, and finally one day Fengqing City came to pick up your mother, and promised your mother that she would love you very much and let you inherit the family business, so your mother agreed to go back. But I didn't know that I was gone, and I never returned to my parents' house a few times. Your mother is very kind and tolerant everywhere, but in exchange for more wanton revenge from others. It wasn't until soon that I got the news that your mother was dead but there were no bones left. I was overwhelmed with grief. After speaking, he let out a long breath, full of vicissitudes and sorrows, as if in a blink of an eye, it was ten years.