Chapter 12: The Feast of Clouds
Xiao Feng's jade-white skin flashed with a strange blood-colored red glow.
I vaguely felt a strange roar between the heavens and the earth.
It seems that there is a supreme domineering spirit that reigns over the world, oppressing everything under his feet.
All souls prostrate!
Xiao Feng seemed to be suffering extremely intensely. Bruises erupted on his forehead.
An uncontrollable ability of Xiao Feng collided wantonly in his body.
That kind of unspeakable pain was all attached to the expression on Xiao Feng's face.
"It's not good, it's Xiao Feng!"
As soon as Xiao Qingmei, the elder of the five clans, came out of the ancestral ancestral hall, she saw Xiao Feng, who was glowing with blood-red light and in pain.
Hurriedly transported the aura towards Xiao Feng, but before he could touch Xiao Feng, he saw a flash of red light. This aura was dispersed at once.
Xiao Qingmei was unsteady for a while, and her body took two steps back.
Xiao Qingyun stretched out his hand and helped Xiao Qingmei steadily. Xiao Qingyun looked at Xiao Feng in front of him, and his face was very solemn.
The huge power of spiritual veins scattered in the air made everyone's hearts feel uneasy.
The soft light of the sun shone on Xiao Feng's body, and the blood-colored light gradually dimmed.
The painful look on Xiao Feng's face was also alleviated a lot.
After a stick of incense, all the blood-colored red glow on Xiao Feng's body dissipated. Ruyu's skin was restored as if nothing had happened.
At this time, Xiao Mei helped an old and weak old man to stroll out of the ancestral hall.
The old man's face seemed to be paler than before.
Ay!
A sigh came, and the four clan elders couldn't help but get nervous in their hearts.
"Time, life!"
The old man's gaze was so friendly and powerful, looking at Xiao Feng who was sitting in front of the ancestral hall.
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"Why! Why cancel Fei'er's quota!"
The elder of the two clans waved his hand angrily, and threw all the teapots and teacups on the table to the ground.
I saw that the green tendons on his forehead were bursting out, his face was very angry, and there was a trace of unwillingness.
Sitting in a chair with a huff.
"Isn't it just a Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf Spirit Vein, what's the big deal! Xiao Qingzhou, you are an old stubborn, can't you change what your ancestor said!"
Because the power of Xiao Haifei's awakened spiritual veins is a taboo for the Xiao family, and it can also be said to be the Xiao family's old enemy.
The elder of the big clan sat on a high seat, and his face was very helpless. With the hand in his hand, he said with a wry smile: "Maybe you don't know much about the ancestral hall, but don't you know about this Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf yourself?"
The elder of the clan said and knocked on the table.
The faces of everyone present changed, and even the anger and unwillingness on the faces of the old faces of the two clans went down by more than half, and then they were replaced by worried looks.
"Fifteen years ago, did everyone forget about Xiao Tianmu?"
For so many years, everyone only knows that the Xiao family has a Xiao Tianyang, and who still knows that the Xiao family also has a Xiao Tianmu?
If Xiao Tianyang represents the bright future of the Xiao family and all honors. Then Xiao Tianmu always represents darkness and destruction.
This is also the pain of the old clan!
His two sons, the best sons, have completely different lives.
"I must not let the matter of the canopy appear in our Xiao family again! I am also for the sake of Hai Fei, I will lock him up in the ancestral ancestral hall of the Xiao family, and use the spirit array in the ancestral hall to suppress the spirit veins of the Xiaoyue Heavenly Wolf......"
Having said that, Xiao Haifei will spend his whole life in the ancestral shrine of the Xiao family.
Xiao Qingzhou has to be responsible for the Xiao family!
Xiao Haifei's matter was not publicized, this is a family ugly after all.
Even those disciples of the family didn't know, and announced to the public that Xiao Haifei had left the Xiao family to become a disciple of the sect because he was favored by the sect.
Xiao Feng stood in the council hall and faced five old men in front of him.
"Xiao Feng, as the eldest son of my Xiao family, and now you have the power of my Xiao family's ancestral spiritual vein, Haifei's quota for participating in the Yunyang Banquet will be handed over to you, can you take on this responsibility!"
Xiao Qingyun spoke very slowly but forcefully. But there was an indescribable loss between his eyebrows.
His most favored and outstanding grandson has now become a disaster for the Xiao family.
There is no one who can encounter such a thing without being sad. Even Xiao Qingyun, an old man who has been in the business for a long time.
You can even see that his eyes are bloodshot.
"Second Grandpa......"
Xiao Feng looked at this old man who had lost his spiritual support and couldn't help but shout.
There was a little tear in the old man's eyes.
"You just have to tell me if you can take on this responsibility!"
The old man roared with all his might.
"Yes!"
When the morning sun rises again from the east, when its golden light shines all over the earth. Countless young talents flocked to Yunyang City.
Countless soldiers in armor held spears in their hands, all of which were majestic.
Xiao Feng was wearing a white robe, heroic and vigorous, and he also used a long sword around his waist to decorate the façade.
Xiao Mei next to her is still purple, but it is more charming and moving.
Behind them were dozens of Xiao family disciples.
The two of them went to attend the Yunyang Banquet, and these dozens of people went to deliver wine to the Yunyang Banquet.
These people were very excited in their hearts, after all, this was a rare Yunyang banquet! The young talents of the whole Yunyang City would gather together.
I heard that this year's Yunyang banquet was extraordinarily grand.
A group of people set off from the Xiao family. Their destination is the City Lord's Mansion!
I found out when a group of people walked out on the street. Yunyang City is now crowded with people.
The group of people from the Xiao family, plus four carriages pulling wine, turned out to be very small in this sea of people.
Originally, the journey of a stick of incense made their group walk for half an hour.
Half an hour later
Xiao Feng and his entourage appeared in front of the mansion of the city lord of Yunyang City.
It's not so much a gate as a tall wall. A city lord's mansion is like a city within a city.
The main gate is like a castle tower, and there are many guards patrolling back and forth.
After a group of people saw it, they sighed very much, a city lord's mansion was so strict.
After Xiao Feng and Xiao Mei separated from their own team, they walked straight into the city lord's mansion.
The city lord's mansion is very lively and festive.
The red lanterns are hung high, and the figures come and go, which is very lively.
"Yo, the Xiao family is really willful, and they actually called you, the waste young master, over. ”
A man in Tsing Yi, who was relatively strong, leaned towards Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng wrinkled his nose, he really could see the enemy everywhere.
The second son of the Dong family, Dong Wushuang.
Xiao Feng looked at him very calmly, and then opened his mouth and said unhurriedly: "You can come here, can I not come." ”
For a while, Dong Wushuang had nothing to say.
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