Chinese The young man known as the "Holy Son" was none other than the Seventh Prince of the Dolly Kingdom and the third personal disciple of the Divine Sect leader Jiang Rulian, He Xichao.

He raised his head and smiled at Second Master Feng and said, "It's me who took the liberty to disturb it, Second Master Feng doesn't need to be polite." ”

When he spoke, his smile was as gentle as a spring breeze, and most of the cold of early winter was dispelled by his smile. People often say that a beautiful woman smiles and falls into the city, but they don't know that some men can also turn people upside down when they laugh.

Even the second master of Feng, who knew his temperament very well, almost lost his mind under his smile, and was secretly horrified in his heart, but he hadn't seen him for a year or two, and the "Changchun Jue" of the Holy Son of Xuguang had obviously improved a lot, and he didn't know how the strength was better than that of Prince Shengping.

However, after all, this is the capital of Xiangyue Kingdom, and even if the Holy Son of Xuguang is ten times more powerful, it will be difficult to get out once he is discovered. Second Master Feng actually didn't care too much about his life or death, but the relationship between the Xihe Feng Clan and the Fengshen Sect was extraordinary, and if the Xuguang Holy Son had an accident in their branch, it would be difficult for him to explain to the Fengshen Sect with any reason.

"I don't know what happened to the Holy Son?" Feng Ertai asked cautiously.

The situation in the Dolyeo Kingdom is different from that of the Xiangyue Kingdom, where the Yan royal family holds the real power, while the He royal family of the Dolyeo Kingdom has to obey the orders of the Fengshen Sect, and the Fengshen Sect even has the right to decide who will inherit the throne.

It is rumored that the current monarch of the Duoli Kingdom was able to stand out among his many brothers and ascend the throne as the emperor, not because of how good he was, but because his seventh son, this He Xichao, was gifted and selected by the head of the Fengshen Sect to be accepted as a personal disciple.

It can be seen that the status of the Holy Son of the Divine Sect is much more valuable than any prince, so the second prince of Feng is also called "Holy Son" to He Xichao.

He Xichao glanced at Feng Guiyun with a smile, and said, "Guiyun, he is reluctant to bring his little cousin back to the Divine Sect, so I have no choice but to come in person." ”

Feng Guiyun's face changed slightly: "My subordinates are incompetent, please forgive my sins." ”

Second Master Feng was stunned, and quickly reacted that the "little cousin" in the mouth of the Holy Son of Xuguang referred to Yaoji's daughter, the current Prince and Princess of Shengping.

"You're not incompetent, you just have a heart of pity." He Xichao flicked his sleeves and said to Wang Sunxin: "How do you feel about going to the Holy Hand Ring Tournament these days?" ”

Wang Sunxin bowed slightly and replied: "I have benefited a lot, the three major families do have a profound background, and my subordinates are afraid that it will be extremely difficult to win the championship." ”

Second Master Feng and other children of the Feng family were praised, but no one was in the mood to laugh.

"What about the new princess of Prince Shengping?" Obviously, this is what He Xichao really cares about.

"The subordinates couldn't ask her for help in person, so they listened to what other agency teachers said······ Have no bottom. ”

He Xichao smiled and stood up, and said to Second Master Feng: "It's getting late, I'll leave first, Guiyun go with me." ”

Without waiting for the second master Feng to say something, he took four white-clothed beauties and left.

Feng Guiyun silently exchanged glances with Second Master Feng, and followed him out to leave.

It wasn't until the group of them walked away that Second Master Feng took a long breath, and finally sent this evil god away, as long as he didn't cause trouble on the territory of the Feng family, he couldn't take care of anything else.

Feng Guiyun followed the Holy Son of Xuguang into the carriage, his face was calm and respectful, his heart was anxious, he had no time to contact Ye Runian to report to He Manzi.

"Do you want to give a message to your little cousin?" The Holy Son of Xuguang, who was sitting opposite him, suddenly said.

Feng Guiyun smiled bitterly: "My subordinates don't dare." ”

"I finally designed that little girl to be poisoned by Hua Yuan Dan, I thought that the sect would be able to capture her with so many masters, but you're enthusiastic, and you intervened, but instead sent her to Yan Di, what else do you not dare?" The Son of Xuguang spoke softly, not at all like he was asking about the teacher's guilt, but like he was chatting with his friends.

"Since you're determined to help me, I'll give you a chance. In three months, it will be Master's birthday for his old man, and at that time I will dedicate this little girl to Master as a birthday gift, and there is only one chance, and if you let me down, I will be very sorry. ”

"Yes, my subordinates understand." The wind returned to the clouds and said in a deep voice.

The person who made the Holy Son of Xuguang regret last time was to die of the itch of a poisonous attack, and he was in the torture hall of the Divine Sect, itching to scratch off the skin and flesh on his body piece by piece, and the death was so tragic that even Feng Guiyun couldn't help but feel a chill when he thought about it.

It is good that he is highly valued in the Feng family, but the Feng family, who pays attention to practical interests, will not be willing to offend the Divine Sect for the sake of a disciple of a side branch like him, just like Aunt Yaoji back then······ The Feng family revealed the matter without saying a word.

The Feng clan's descendants are thin and have limited talent in martial arts cultivation, but they have the financial resources and real power of this family, and they can easily invite martial arts masters to work for them, even if a side branch disciple like him is outstanding in martial arts cultivation, it is extremely difficult to get close to real power.

Originally, I joined the Fengshen Sect in the hope of improving my strength and status in the family, but I didn't expect to enter the Fengshen Sect to realize that many things were much more complicated than I expected.

The Holy Son of Xuguang had obviously no longer trusted him, he was absolutely unwilling to hand over Qin Youyou to them, what should he do?

"I'm running errands in Midnight City, Ye Runian has been here for a while, he should be more familiar with the situation, I have ordered someone to call him to my side for a few days, nothing else, you can go." The Son of Xuguang smiled softly.

Feng Guiyun had to get out of the car and leave, Wang Sunxin was with him, and he didn't know whether he intended to monitor or just wanted to mix in the Feng family and continue to participate in the Holy Hand Ring Competition.

Feng Guiyun returned to the Feng family branch, and reluctantly returned to the room to rest after a few words from the second master of Feng, and his mind was chaotic and almost opened his eyes until dawn.

In a gorgeous small building, the Son of Xuguang sat lazily by the window after bathing, and his white jade-like fingers unconsciously tapped the window lattice.

Prince Shengping's Mansion should be in this direction, that woman is really not simple, a character like the master has not forgotten her love for her, and the daughter she gave birth to is also average, so it is easy for an ambitious man like Feng Guiyun to soften his heart for her.

I wonder what this little girl tastes like?

That Prince Shengping, who is not close to women, must have never been married to her, otherwise she would not live a good life, is she moved by her heart and is reluctant to let her die, or is she interested in her mechanism and wants to use her thoroughly?

"Yan Di, back then, my senior brother folded in your hands, I hope you are really so strong, it is worth my own hands." The Holy Son of Xuguang smiled and said to himself.

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