There is no heartache, no heart-rending crying. However, I only feel that my heart is empty, and I can no longer find sustenance. Feng Yu didn't cry, and he didn't know why he was crying, but he just couldn't stop crying.

Without a talent for cultivation, Feng Lian kept a shy old face all day long, and let Shui Artesian abide by the agreement to marry his daughter to him, in order to prevent himself from being bullied for the rest of his life.

He was in a bad mood, and the best scenery and the largest yard behind the family were given to him. He can't cultivate, but he has the most moon spirit stones.

He doesn't like to be disturbed, and the only person who can enter and leave his yard is his personal maid. No matter what he wants, no matter how demanding he is, as long as he speaks, he will do it for himself by all means.

And he has never made any demands on himself, let alone said a word of seriousness.

When he showed extraordinary cultivation, he could feel the joy in Feng Lian's heart. It was a kind of relief and joy that I was finally relieved of.

He once thought that when he returned to his hometown and returned to his hometown, he must let him be majestic once. Presumably, at that time, Feng Lian will definitely have a big feast.

Then he bragged, "Feng Yu, this stinky boy is no big deal, no matter how much he still pays it back, he is still Lao Tzu's son." ”

However, all this has become a phantom. Don’t wait for prosperity to care for the things important to you.

"Ahh

A group of people had already surrounded him, looking at Feng Yu with fierce eyes, "Kill him, there will be 350,000 spirit stones! There will be an elixir that can rush to the Merge Dao Realm!"

Feng Yu's eyes were red, and he said lightly, "No matter who it is, if anyone has anything to do with this matter, I, Feng Yu, will definitely destroy his nine clans!"

This sentence was like a fiery soldering iron, seared into the hearts of everyone present. Wind Feather carefully put away the human head of Wind Refinement, and then closed his eyes and stood on the city wall.

"Ascend!" a group of monks rushed at him, fearless of death.

Most of the people who come here are Spiritual Formation Realm monks. It was precisely because they had cultivated to the Spirit Formation Realm that they had the confidence to hunt down and kill Fang Feng Yu, and they urgently needed that pill.

Feng Yu stood there quietly, his eyes suddenly opened, and a monstrous murderous aura spread out from him.

This murderous aura made the hearts of all the monks who rushed over feel cold. They had the illusion that the young man in front of them was not a wealthy son, but a Demon Venerable who came out of the mountain of corpses and blood.

Wind Feather glanced at them as if he were looking at a group of corpses. One of the monks shouted, "Don't panic, everyone! He's only one person, and he's only in the middle of his life." Let's work together, and we will definitely be able to kill him!"

The sky is full of divine light, and the treasures are flying. All kinds of Dao weapons smashed towards Wind Feather. Wind Feather took a step forward, leaving only an afterimage behind him. With a slap of the palm, a monk beside him was beaten to pieces.

More than a dozen treasures smashed head-on, and he waved his fist to shake the treasures. After a few punches, only a pile of fragments of the treasure was left on the ground, and more than a dozen people were knocked out of the tower.

Wind Feather stood on the city wall and strode towards the monk in front of him.

Seeing that Feng Yu was so violent, a group of monks retreated one after another. Everyone wants to take the spirit stone, the key is to have a life. No one wants to be unjustly killed.

A monk shouted, "Don't panic, everyone, his body has been tempered by the Heavenly Tribulation, and it is extremely strong. But there are some strengths and some shortcomings. His Dao Technique is definitely not good, everyone can attack him with magic Dao Technique. ”

For a while, all kinds of Dao techniques attacked Feng Yu. Feng Yu's figure flashed, avoiding these Dao techniques. Now he can't withstand so many attacks.

Feng Yu glanced at the man, he had been instigating it for a long time. Someone must have instructed these things, and most of the monks present were deceived into being cannon fodder.

He traced the martial arts runes with his left hand, and the golden light of the martial arts runes flickered, blocking all the flying dao techniques. Feng Yu seized the opportunity to rush over, lifting the man in the air like a chicken, and said angrily, "Who sent you here?"

The monk's eyes were full of fear, and now Feng Yu was a killing star, and he could kill him with a raised hand. "I said, I said. ”

A golden light struck, and the monk was broken in two. Immediately afterward, a pagoda flew towards him, and in the blink of an eye, it became as huge as a hill. Wind Feather threw the corpse away, clenching his fists and about to smash it at the pagoda.

The pagoda exudes a silk pattern, imprisoning the wind feathers.

This pagoda is obviously a magic weapon refined by a powerhouse in the transformation realm, which shows that some big people are moved.

A voice shouted, "He's imprisoned, everyone take this opportunity to kill him!"

All the monks had red eyes and rushed towards Feng Yu with excitement on their faces. Feng Yu's head is worth three hundred and thirty-five thousand spirit stones, and now it's a matter of who can get it.

Feng Yu frowned, he pulled out the broken knife, and the sword trembled. The pagoda was split in half.

A huge sword qi spread, countless treasures were smashed, flesh and blood flew sideways, and a large group of monks were killed and injured. The power of the divine soldier cannot be cherry-edged. The rest of the monks immediately scattered and fled.

Feng Yu didn't hesitate and chased after him. Although most of these people were instigated by people with intentions, they had just shown their intention to kill Feng Yu.

Even if you don't kill now, you will still be an enemy in the future. As soon as the knife fell, several human heads flew up, and the eyes of those monks were full of remorse. Why did you provoke this killer in the first place, this is an outlaw, he will definitely fight back after such a fierce chase.

It's a pity that they didn't understand this until they died. However, it was already too late.

After Feng Yu killed this group of monks, he returned to the castle tower covered in blood and took off the rest of the heads. These are all die-hard people of Xuanfeng Sect, and he doesn't want them to be in different places.

The battle just now had already alarmed the whole city, and a large group of people came to the city tower and looked at Feng Yu who was on the city tower.

"Isn't that the wind feather of Xuanfeng Gate? Why did he come back at this moment?

"The Xuanfeng Gate has been destroyed by the Valley of Fire and a group of unknown people, and Feng Yu is really like a lost dog now. I'm afraid that there is no place for him in the Little Eastern Continent now. ”

"I heard that he colluded with the dark magician and killed the son of the city lord of Dongqin City. committed a catastrophe and dragged down the whole clan. ”

A group of people were watching Feng Yu and talking, and the word Fire Valley came to Feng Yu's heart again. He ignored the crowd and hurried in the direction of the Xuanfeng Gate.

The former Xuanfeng Gate was also a large sect in Dongjingyuan, and there was always a lot of traffic around this sect, and it was prosperous. Now that there is an accident at Xuanfeng Gate, even the streets close to Xuanfeng Gate are very deserted.

A trembling leg stepped into the Xuanfeng Gate, and the door of the Xuanfeng Gate was shattered with its walls.

Feng Yu looked at the broken traces and could see that this was broken by a master's palm. There were corpses lying in the middle of the sect, and the blood on the ground had long since dried up.

A few crows flew by, and Wind Feather scanned the surroundings. The door was in ruins, and several buildings were charred and blackened, and it was not difficult to guess that this was a means of the Valley of Fire.

There was a trace of a storm in the center of the Xuanfeng Gate, and Feng Yu shed tears again.

That is the trace left by the wind without regrets. A headless corpse lay in the center of the storm, and Feng Yu rushed over and hugged the corpse, shouting hoarsely, "Father!" It can be seen that Feng Wuregret, who has not fully exercised it, has been killed.

Feng Yu stroked the wound on Feng Lian's neck, and there was a scorch mark from the fire.

Those who can still kill Wind Refining when they have no regrets, Feng Yu believes that there is no one else except Wang Yan, the valley master of Fire Valley. His eyes were red, and his teeth creaked, "Fire Valley!

Bang! A boulder was kicked away, and Feng Yu moved out the body under the boulder, and he shook his head, not Feng Ning. So far, he has only found the corpses of Artesian Water and Wind Lian, and has not found the corpses of Feng Ning and Shui Birou.

He still didn't give up, and went through the entire Xuanfeng Gate, until the afternoon, he sorted out a pile of corpses, but still didn't find their corpses.

There was a glimmer of hope in Feng Yu's heart, and I hoped they were still alive. He carefully arranged the corpses of their Feng family members neatly, and put their limbs together.

Then walk to the ruins ahead. A lilac storm rolled up, and within a moment, the storm of the Wind Dance swept the ruins out of a large pit.

Except for the corpses of Wind Refining and Artesian Water, he put all the corpses of the others into the big pit. The storm of the Wind Dance stirred again, and a pile of rubble formed a tomb.

He didn't dare to erect a monument because he was afraid that someone would come and harass them.

The corpses of his Wind Feather Wind Lian and Shui Artesian were put into the storage bag, and he squeezed out a smile and said, "Dad, you and Uncle Shui are lifelong friends, I will bury you two together later." Let the two of you have a companion underground. ”

After dealing with these things, Feng Yu changed his appearance and stepped out of the Xuanfeng Gate. He wanted to find a peaceful place to bury Feng Lian and Shui Artesian first, and then go to find Feng Ning and them.

A little boy ran over and asked, "May I ask if you are Young Master Feng Yu?"

Feng Yu looked at the little boy, the little boy's eyes were as clear as water, not like someone sent by some sect. He replied, "I am." ”

The little boy took out a letter to Wind Feather, "A man told me to give this to you." ”

Feng Yu took the letter and immediately opened it, and there were only three words on it - General's Mansion. He grabbed the little boy by the arm, "Who gave you this letter, and when did you give it to you?"

The little boy made a look of pain, and Feng Yu hurriedly let go of his hands. The little boy rubbed his arm and said, "Five days ago, a man in white gave me this letter, asking me to wait here for someone who will deal with the aftermath of the Xuanfeng Gate.

And asked him if he was Young Master Feng Yu, and if he answered yes, he would give him the letter. ”

Feng Yu took out a low-grade spirit stone and gave it to the little boy, but the little boy refused to accept it.

He said stubbornly, "That young master has already been paid." Besides, even if you give me this spirit stone, I won't dare to use it. Once I take it out and trade it, it will inevitably make people suspicious, and the husband is not guilty. That's a curse. ”

After listening to this child's opinion, Feng Yu felt a little appreciation in his heart. It is extraordinary that such a young child should be so mature. He put away the spirit stone and left.

The leaves of the trees along the way are yellow, and the cold autumn wind blows, and the fallen leaves on the ground dance with the wind, forming a unique scenery. The afterglow of dusk was particularly intoxicating, and Feng Yu stretched out his hand to hold a ray of sunlight.

The branches swayed, and the afterglow floated. He shook his head, "Dad, how is this place?" I like it, and I guess you like it too. ”

This is exactly where Shi Kongyi lived before, and it is very remote and quiet. Wind Feather pushed the door open, and a cloud of dust spilled down.

Feng Yu fanned his hand a few times, and then found a stool to sit down. He glanced at the house, and there was nothing but some fixed furniture.