But the long sword in the young man's hand blocked Pillow Qing's sword.

However, his power became more and more uncontrollable, more manic and riotous, and even he couldn't hold it back.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Qin Chen's mouth.

His clear eyes had long been replaced by a chill, but they were as firm as iron and did not flinch.

……

Suddenly, a powerful force like a giant wind Meng Lang attacked towards the Wind Heavenly Emperor.

Gonggong Lin was the first to feel the bursts of murderous intent, and hurriedly pounced on Feng Tianyu, blocking Feng Tianyu with his body.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

Burst!

Like an invisible palm, it was in the middle of Gonggong Lin's shoulder, and his entire shoulder socket sank in, and his body fell out.

His entire face was distorted and distorted from the pain.

"Lin Zhenyun!"

Feng Tianyu's handsome face changed suddenly, he looked at Lin Gonggong's painfully twisted body, and then raised his head, his gaze fell on the man who was walking slowly from under the sky.

The man was dressed in fine brocade and handsome, about the age of his early forties, but he did not have wrinkles.

He is as imposing as the sea and majestic as the sea.

"Son Zhenyang!" Pillow Qing's gaze was impatient, "Why are you here?" In case those people find out......"

With a wave of Zhenyang Gongzi's sleeves, the air turned into a sharp sword in the air, piercing towards the Wind Heavenly Palace.

Feng Tianyu's feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't move a bit, so he could only watch as countless sharp swords turned into air suddenly attacked......

In the ground, under the wind and heaven, countless vines have grown.

The vines grew so fast that in an instant they turned into an impenetrable net, which surrounded him everywhere except his nose.

The air sword slammed down on the vine and quickly disappeared without a trace.

And when the danger dissipated, the vines quickly dispersed.

Feng Tianyu stood on the ground intact, his eyes were raised, and he saw the sunset outside the hall, the girl standing in the wind, her face was calm, but there seemed to be a storm of anger in her eyes.

In the hands of the girl, she is holding two dolls, a man and a woman.

"The wind is like a tip!" The wind screamed like frost.

This damn slut, why isn't she dead yet?

Shouldn't she have died in the Tang family? Could it be that the Tang family mercifully let her go?

Soon, the mood calmed down.

What if the wind is like a dump alive? Her biological father is the son of the Divine Medicine Sect, which Feng Ru has exhausted all his life and can't catch up!

She lived, but she could only suffer humiliation, and was trampled under her feet.

"Dad," Feng Rushuang bit his lip, his sad and pitiful gaze turned to Zhenyang Gongzi, tears raining down, "Why have you never taken me home for so many years?" My daughter has always missed you, but these people bully her daughter every day, and they don't take our Divine Medicine Sect seriously at all. ”

Gu Zhenyang's impatient gaze glanced at the wind like frost.

He has too many children, and he doesn't care about the little waste born of a waste woman.

But......

Feng Rushuang has already become his nominal daughter, so no matter how much he has no harmony, he still has to defend it a few times, so as not to make the Divine Medicine Sect lose face.

"You are my daughter, naturally it is not the turn of others to bully," Gu Zhenyang turned to Feng Tianyu lightly, his eyes were sharp, and he was condescending, "Feng Tianyu, this should be the first time you have seen me, but I ...... I've seen you many times. ”

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