"Huayuan Guogong, this matter is very important, you must not be careless!"

"I'm afraid this kid hasn't been weaned yet, I admit that his talent is really good, he is a talent!" Kuang Jueyu said slowly: "It's just that talents need time to grow!"

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" Feng Feiyu applauded three times in succession, did not stop there, and continued to walk forward.

"A group of scumbags, what qualifications do you have to comment on others!" Feng Feiyu said softly without raising his head.

An indifferent voice came from the mouth of a baby walking slowly on the field.

The voice is not loud and the tone is gentle, but the lethality it brings undoubtedly exceeds the impact of a strong man in the Ding Dynasty period.

"Bang!" Kuang Jueyu was like a cow with its tail stepped on, suddenly bounced up, and the table under him immediately shattered and cracked, glaring at Feng Feiyu angrily, Kuang Jueyu slowly spoke: "Boy-just now-what did you say-?"

This sudden change made Feng Huayuan's whole person stunned, and it was not persuasion, nor was it persuasion.

For a while, he hesitated, and the feeling in his heart was as uncomfortable as being gnawed by thousands of ants.

"What did I say?" Feng Feiyu said indifferently, looking at Kuang Jueyu in front of him, who was already bloodshot, and spoke again: "I didn't say anything?"

"Hmph! For the sake of Huayuan Guogong's face, I admit that I misheard it just now! However, boy, the next time you speak, it's better to speak slowly and clearly, so as not to cause some unnecessary trouble!"

Kuang Jueyu said, and in his eyes, there was a strong man's coercion, which made those who looked at him shudder.

"Otherwise, you will be trampled into shit by any person here in a minute!" Kuang Jueyu said, looking at this arrogant teenager with cold eyes, and the good impression in his heart suddenly showed a downward trend.

"Shit?" Feng Feiyu said indifferently, still hanging his head, but under that small head, there was already a lot of anger that would explode at any time.

"Then aren't we the same kind?" said indifferently again, Feng Feiyu finally raised his head.

In his eyes, a sense of violence was fleeting, and except for Kuang Jueyu, no one else was able to find the slightest.

"Boom!" A momentum suddenly burst out from Kuang Jueyu's body, and it seemed that it was more violent than the previous duel with Feng Huayuan.

Feng Feiyu's violent eyes, in Kuang Jueyu's opinion, were just the weak being intimidated by the strong.

"Boy, you're looking for death!" Kuang Jueyu said, the roaring tiger and dragon behind him were even louder, and even Feng Huayuan beside him felt a little unbearable.

He began to secretly annoy, how could this grandson find something to do for himself. Offended the emperor of Crescent City, will they be better off in the future?

"Looking for?" Feng Feiyu said with stunned eyes, as if he was afraid that others would not be able to see him, and deliberately raised his hand and pointed at Kuang Jueyu and said, "Isn't here? Do you still need to find it?"

Silence, unexpectedly silent, except for the hissing sound of a real dragon phantom that was about to erupt, there was no other sound for a while.

"If you dare to continue, I guarantee that within three days, the corpses of all those surnamed Kuang in Crescent City will be hung on the city wall!"

Feng Feiyu said indifferently, pointed to Kuang Jueyu's hand, did not put it down, paused, and said indifferently: "Including you!-Kuang-Jue-Yu-!"

The moment Kuang Jueyu said that, his body trembled suddenly, but because of the loose dragon robe he was wearing, no one noticed it except himself.

At this moment, he finally realized what a stupid thing he had done in the first place.

"Enough!" In the silence of the audience, Feng Huayuan was already trembling with anger, and this roar made countless people suddenly wake up from their trance, looking at the scene in front of them, and cold sweat plummeted.

For the first time, someone rebuked an emperor who had been in power for a long time.

For the first time, someone was humiliating the emperor in front of so many strong people.

For the first time, they found that the emperor did not seem to be as good as they imagined.

"Today, I will do the right thing for heaven and destroy you, the evil beast!" Feng Huayuan finished speaking, directly clasped his hands together, and a handprint that reached the sky behind him was formed, looking at the grandson in front of him, he directly chose to close his eyes.

There was darkness in front of him, and his hand fell.

"Ahh

That blow, he used all his strength, just to suppress the thousands of reluctance in his heart.

With that blow, he used all his strength to hide his guilt for the baby.

With that blow, he used all his strength to wipe away the tears that had slipped under the blow.

With that blow, he used all his strength to cover up his unspeakable pain.

With that blow, he used all his strength, just to ensure that this blow would get him away.

With this blow, he used up everything, but in exchange for the baby's snickering eyes.

"Knock!" was like a heavy hammer hitting the leather drum, only a dull sound was heard, and Feng Feiyu's figure actually directly resisted the blow with his body.

"Poof!" Behind Feng Feiyu, Feng Yuanjie used all his strength to catch that finger, glared at Feng Huayuan and said, "Father, you are so ruthless!"

Looking at that small figure, Feng Huayuan felt light and sat on the ground.

For a time, the strongest person in the Feng family became the most pitiful person in the world.

The old man who used to be full of prestige, domineering and fierce, and spicy and capable of making a move, is really old at this moment.

"I can't die yet!" Feng Feiyu pointed at Kuang Jueyu's finger, but it still didn't fall, and said coldly: "Besides, the dead person is not me!"

"Poof!" Feng Yuanjie spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body trembled violently, the blow just now was the most ferocious he had ever seen Feng Huayuan's hand.

However, for the sake of his son, this father chose to bear it alone.

Now looking at his intact son, Feng Yuanjie was light, his body lost control, and a mouthful of blood stood out again.

Kuang Jueyu stood there as a whole, today's events have reached an unpredictable point, at the moment, he no longer has any hidden strength, and the real dragon phantom behind him erupted like a substance, and immediately shot at Feng Huayuan.

"Grandson, can you tell me why?" Feng Huayuan had a pair of old eyes, his eyes were dull, and his eyes were full of endless regret when he looked at Feng Feiyu.

And more often, it's doubts.

He didn't understand why this grandson couldn't get along with Kuang Jueyu.

"Old guy, it's all murderous, why take advantage of that blow to wipe your tears alone?" Feng Feiyu said with a smile, looking at Feng Huayuan's eyes, full of speechlessness, but more, he was still angry.

He was angry, this old guy didn't figure out the ins and outs, so he killed himself.