As Zhang Tianfeng swooped down one step at a time, on the square, the stone needle representing time, under the illumination of the sun, the shadow was no more, no less, just after walking for an hour.

In the huge square, the atmosphere seemed a little dull, and everyone did not speak out loud because of the end of the ceremony, and a pair of eyes were staring at the two figures in the center of the square, one old and one young.

If it were someone else, the crowd might not pay too much attention to it, but the two people in the focus at this time were the well-known Zhang family patriarch of Sanye Town and his son Zhang Mochen, who had an infinite halo on his back.

Just as the atmosphere continued to fall silent, a sound that sounded flat but had endless charm broke the silence. It seems to be the judge of life and death in the palace of Hades, who opened his pen and dropped the ink, and announced Zhang Mochen's death sentence lightly.

"It's time, close the eyes!"

Li Fengying slowly stood up with a haughty expression, his eyes scanning the entire square, and then walked to the front of the formation and took out the rune jade on his chest.

With Li Fengying's words and deeds, Shi Baichuan and Wang Xuansong hesitated for a moment, and then took out Puyu and put it into the formation again, and their arms slowly twisted.

Zhang Tianfeng didn't turn his head, but just used the corner of his gaze to the west steps, and a high Li Feng cast a trace of cold light.

This was originally what Zhang Tianfeng, the host of the ceremony, said, but was snatched away by Li Fengying, and it seemed to be taken for granted. The charm is more than words.

In the face of Li Fengying's aggressiveness, after shooting a trace of anger, Zhang Tianfeng gritted his teeth and withdrew his gaze. Not to mention that the current Li Fengying is qualified to do this, even if the latter directly speaks and humiliates, what can he do? Because, at this moment, Zhang Tianfeng's heart only has the young man with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth in his arms.

"Chen'er, it's okay!" The coldness on Zhang Tianfeng's face gradually disappeared, and the look of distress occupied his solemn face. If he had known such an ending, he would rather let Zhang Mochen be an ordinary person than let him take such a risk and be seriously injured.

Feeling his father's breath, Zhang Mochen opened his eyes a little stiffly, but the dark pupils that flashed in the past were only frustrated and guilty at the moment.

"Dad, I'm sorry......"

Zhang Mochen looked at Zhang Tianfeng's anxious gaze, and his voice was a little choked. He understood that his father did not have a trace of blame, on the contrary, only distress. Because of this, Zhang Mochen's nose was sour, but after all, he held back and didn't let the tears fall.

"It's okay, you've done your best, you're good, and you're still a good son of your father!" Zhang Tianfeng saw Zhang Mochen open his eyes, and the worry in his heart finally weakened a little.

Just as Zhang Tianfeng was about to help Zhang Mochen up, Li Fengying's plain and full of charm voice sounded again.

He also bothered Patriarch Zhang to close the Eastern Array and announce the results of the ceremony. ”

Zhang Tianfeng's gaze, the moment he left Zhang Mochen's body, an incomparably cold aura instantly emerged, staring fiercely at the source of that sound.

On the surface, Li Fengying was kindly reminding Zhang Tianfeng, but compared with the previous words to announce the end of the ceremony, this sentence that showed respect on the surface was actually more lethal. Wouldn't it be more fun to let Zhang Tianfeng personally announce such an ending?

Li Fengying's simple two sentences, like a dagger with light and darkness, were resolutely inserted into Zhang Tianfeng's heart one after another.

"Dad, I'm fine, you go first!"

Zhang Mochen struggled to sit up from Zhang Tianfeng's arms, and said with some difficulty.

Zhang Tianfeng frowned, nodded heavily after a moment, and then returned to the east steps with an arrow step, quickly took out the jade, and closed the last array eye.

Standing on the top of the steps, Zhang Tianfeng looked at Zhang Mochen with a pale face with a heartache, and after taking a few deep breaths, he said in a low voice: "In this ceremony, a total of six people awakened Yuan Li, including two from the Zhang family, one from the Li family, one from the Shi family, one from the Wang family, one from the Sanxiu and one from the bounty group. Congratulations on entering the Hall of Cultivators. ”

At the same time as Zhang Tianfeng announced, everyone in the Zhang family had solemn and serious expressions, and they did not smile, even if in this ceremony, the Zhang family was the only force with two children awakened, but this was not a number game after all.

As Zhang Tianfeng's voice landed, the ceremony finally came to an end, of course, for the Zhang family, this full stop was not satisfactory. The crowd around them got up and prepared to leave. At this moment, a playful sound spread from the center of the square, causing the people who had not moved their feet to turn their upper bodies again.

"Zhang Mochen, let's settle our accounts. ”

Following this cold voice, I saw Li Ziya slowly stand up, pressing towards Zhang Mochen step by step, with a hint of sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his face was full of ill intentions.

Zhang Mochen straightened his waist with difficulty, his eyes were slightly raised, and after coming into contact with Li Ziya's playful gaze, he snorted lightly, but there seemed to be no fear in his dark eyes, only tenacity and unyielding.

Zhang Tianfeng's body rushed forward slightly, and he was about to burst out in the next second, but a cold hand grabbed it, and he saw Zhang Tianbing say calmly: "Second brother, don't be impulsive, he doesn't dare to do anything, if we make a move, it will be a loss of style, you have to believe Chen'er." ”

Hearing Zhang Tianbing's whisper, Zhang Tianfeng's clenched hands slowly stretched, but a pair of thick eyebrows refused to relax a little, without saying a word, staring closely at everything in the audience, if Li Ziya dared to kill him, he dared to guarantee that before Li Ziya's hand touched his son's body, he would definitely kill him, even if it was to completely tear his face with the Li family and become a complete enemy with the Song family, he would not hesitate.

Li Fengying's face was smug and arrogant at this moment. Of course, he knew about the duel between Zhang Mochen and Li Ziya at the gate of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, and he knew that his son had suffered a lot of losses. In Li Fengying's view, God has eyes, and finally has a chance to take revenge, and it is an easy opportunity. Therefore, instead of stopping Li Ziya's provocation, he sneered and stood by, as if he was looking forward to Zhang Mochen being trampled under his feet by his son in public.

Under the gaze of everyone, the two thin figures were getting closer and closer, one was straight-chested and head-high, with cold eyes and a playful face, and the other was cloaked and had a sluggish breath, but the dark eyes were full of infinite tenacity and fearlessness.

"Why don't you speak?"

Li Ziya's sarcastic voice slowly spit out again, with the help of the breeze in the air, drifting into everyone's ears, due to the tense atmosphere, the square was surprisingly quiet, so this voice, even the outermost people, heard very clearly.

Li Ziya finally stopped, the distance between the two was also close, they seemed to be able to feel each other's breath, and their eyes were even more short-sighted, as if they were colliding with sparks in mid-air