"Yes, Mansion Master!"

The subordinates bowed down and immediately took the order, and after a while, a big fat man with a fat brain, a mouth full of oil, and as fat as a pig came over, eating chicken legs, while smiling stupidly: "Dad, are you looking for me?"

"This is the Seventh Prince?"

With a twitch of his face, Yang Feng couldn't help but grit his teeth.

Damn, don't tell me you're really going to pass on your family business to this thing. He's not as good as the third child, I guess he can't even be a villain, it's obviously a waste of eating and drinking, drinking and eating!

You are an outcast, and you want him to die with me.

Tsk, in order to let me jump into the pit, you are also well-intentioned.

Yang Feng sighed in his heart, but Jin Wudi nodded with a smile on his face: "Yes, this is my seventh son, how about it?"

"The Seventh Prince is really a talent, a dragon and a phoenix among people, and has the style of a father. I believe that in the future, when he takes charge of Jinling Mansion, he will definitely be better than blue, and the lord of the mansion is really good eyesight. Leave the future of Jinling Mansion to the Seventh Prince, that's right!"

Yang Feng's heart was trembling, and he almost didn't jump out of his throat.

After so many years, he has said so many things against his will, but Yang Feng has never been so disobedient as he is today, and his conscience is about to explode.

Jin Wushu listened to his sycophancy, and he couldn't help twitching his cheeks, and he was speechless.

After so many years, I've listened to so many, and today's one is the most fake. Especially when Yang Feng said that sentence that was quite fatherly, Jin Wushu couldn't wait to go up and beat him hard and beat him to death.

What is there like me about this fool? Why do you have the air of a father? You are simply humiliating me!

I don't know if this bastard was born with his mother, or if his mother was born of adultery with someone else, anyway, there is no shadow of Lao Tzu, fuck!

Yang Feng and Jin Wushu were so vain and wronged, saying polite words, but both of them knew that it was fake, but the seventh prince took it seriously.

As soon as he heard that his father was going to pass on the position of the head of Jinling Mansion to him, he was immediately so happy that he jumped three feet high: "Great, I am the next lord of the house, my father will pass the seat to me, and I will have countless chicken legs and women in the future, hahaha!"

Wow, the more you look at it, the more you look like a fool. Lao Jin, why bother, in order to let me jump into the pit, this kind of lie, you and I will believe it? Which pig's head has a funny brain, and will choose such a thing from a group of sons to be the heir?

Believe it or not, you have to believe it. Let this kid go with you, I'm upset!

Yang Feng and Jin Wudi glanced at each other, both silent, tacitly ......

In order to block Yang Feng's excuse, Jin Wushu gave up a son, what else can Yang Feng say?

He told us to go, let's go, anyway, he is still our leader on the surface, although it won't last long. But just like when Yang Feng was in the Nether, Jin Invincible rebelled and left lightly, and he couldn't bear the name of rebellion.

This is different from Wu Fatian's situation, Wu Fatian was lured step by step by himself to the point of falling out with everyone, even his clansmen.

But this Jin is invincible, and he is about to die at the hands of outsiders, so Yang Feng doesn't have to go so hard to deliberately frame him.

Just wait for him to die and inherit his inheritance.

This can be regarded as another mode of political fighting.

Borrow a knife to kill, hum hum!

Yang Feng sneered in his heart, took the stupid son of the mansion master's family, drove his own Yangjiabao limited edition flying machine, and rushed into the fog of the Dark Mist Valley.

Jin Wushu looked at the huge figure that was gradually disappearing, and grinned evilly: "Next, it depends on whether the information of the Flame Palace is accurate." I hope that the group of demons didn't deceive the old man, this realm has really laid a net of heaven and earth, so that Yang Feng and his 30 million elite soldiers can go and never return, hahaha!"

Rumble!

Zheng Zheng laughed, and suddenly there was a loud noise, and it suddenly came out, not long after Yang Jiabao's flying spirit weapon entered there, the entire Stygian Mist Valley changed color, and the bubbling and terrifying energy surrounded the whole valley up and down, forming an enchantment.

All the formations inside were activated, the wind and rain were combined, the thunder and lightning were buzzing, and the powerful energy seemed to destroy everything inside as if it were going to destroy everything inside.

Jin Wudi's eyes lit up, and he laughed proudly: "Sure enough, that Demon Dao Xiaoxiao didn't lie to the old man, this is really a trap." Yang Feng, you and your Yang Jiabao will be buried here forever, Jie Ji!"

"Lord of the Golden Mansion!"

At this time, a series of shouts rang out, but it was the patriarchs of the other third-rate families who ran in and worshipped: "Trap, there must be a trap laid here." It was so dangerous, we almost went all in. It's just that now the Lord of Yang Castle and the Seventh Prince are in deep danger, how can we rescue them, please show the Mansion Master!"

"The whole mansion, immediately turn around, bypass the Dark Mist Valley, and move forward according to the original route!"

"What, bypass......? We're not going to save them, are we?"

"The old man also wants to save it, but since this place has been ambushed by the enemy, the time and place are beneficial to the enemy. We are fighting them here, and we will only increase the casualties. For the sake of the overall situation, we had to avoid this place for the first time and open up another battlefield. Jin Wushu sighed, looking helpless.

The patriarchs of those third-rate families glanced at each other, and they muttered in their hearts.

After all, the Yang family and the Jin family already have the meaning of-for-tat, could it be that the Jin Mansion Lord deliberately borrowed a knife to kill people and didn't go to the rescue?

As if seeing what they were thinking, Jin Wudi's face turned grim, and then he said: "My son is also inside, don't I want to save it?" But for the sake of the overall situation, how can we jump into the other party's trap in vain to save one person? Pass my order, withdraw!"

"Yes, the lord of the mansion is righteous!"

As soon as they all bowed, the heads of the family took the order and left.

The corners of Jin Wudi's mouth curled, revealing an evil smile.

Losing a waste son, deceiving a future threat into a set, and gaining a reputation for knowing righteousness, isn't this wave of trading a loss, unruly!

Jin Wushu looked up to the sky and laughed.

On the other hand, when the Yang family's army had just entered the Dark Mist Valley, there was a fog all around, and nothing could be seen. The seventh prince was still very excited to think about the future to Yang Feng: "Lord Yang Castle, when I become the lord of the mansion in the future, I will definitely reuse you." We eat chicken thighs together, and we enjoy women together, hehehe. ”

"Thank you!"

Yang Feng's face twitched slightly, and he laughed dryly, but he muttered in his heart.

Idiot!

Boom Boom!

Suddenly, a loud bang exploded deafeningly, shaking Yang Feng's flying spirit weapon to the left and right.

The Seventh Prince was startled, and immediately trembled with fright, and said in a trembling voice: "What's the matter, Lord Yang Castle, what happened here?"

"Report!"

At this time, a spy hurriedly came here and said, "Tell the castle master, we are surrounded by each other, and the surrounding enchantment has trapped us here, this is a trap!"

"What? We've fallen into a trap?"

Before Yang Feng could say anything, the seventh prince looked at him in a panic and said, "It's okay, Yang family master, my father will definitely find a way to save us." After all, I am his favorite son, the future lord of Jinling......"

Report!

However, before he finished speaking, he shouted again: "Qiqi Fort Lord, the men and horses of Jinling Mansion outside the enchantment have turned around and left, and we have no reinforcements." ”

"What?"

Stunned, the seventh prince was dumbfounded: "My father took people away?impossible, I'm still here, how can he go?I'm his most beloved son, or ...... Am I abandoned?"

His eyes were empty, and the old seven were about to cry, his body was weak, like a child, and the six gods had no master.