"Eh! eh!" After all, Min Xiaoning had taken the Gathering Spirit Pill for a while, and he was somewhat immune to Feng Qianyan's actions so generous, and he couldn't help but despise a few teenagers: "Okay, okay, put it away! Yan Yan means that in the future, for a long time, it will supply you! However, Yan Yan said, this thing can't be eaten too much, cultivation can't rely on pills, it's easy to be unstable, so it's good to have one a day!"

"My cousin said yes. Feng Yunqi nodded and said to the other three, "Okay, put them all away." ”

After a few people put away the pills, they said goodbye to Feng Rui and left the bamboo forest.

Feng Rui looked at the backs of several children leaving, stroked his unconscious legs, and his eyes burned with hope: Maybe one day, Yan Yan can really heal his legs!

Feng Qianyan followed Feng Heng out of the bamboo forest, and found that he was going in the direction of the old man's Cangwu Courtyard.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Feng Tianyan saw his father's solemn face, and couldn't help but ask.

"Take you to meet someone. Feng Heng just replied and didn't say much.

Feng Heng took Feng Qianyan into the Cangwu Courtyard, but did not enter the room, but went directly to the dungeon in the backyard.

Chen Ting was waiting at the door of the dungeon, and when he saw Feng Heng arrive, he hurriedly opened the door and welcomed the two in.

Chen Ting led the way in front, and Feng Heng opened his mouth and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chen Ting shook his head: "This person has a hard mouth, and he used some hands to break it, but he never said a word." ”

"Oh?" Feng Heng raised his eyebrows, still with a warm smile on his face, but there was a hint of imperceptible domineering in his tone: "Hard mouth? Heh, I want to see how hard his mouth is." ”

Feng Qianyan's eyes lit up on the side: Eh, I didn't realize that my father, who was as gentle as jade on weekdays, was still a black-bellied and domineering lord!

"The head of the house, the man is inside. Chen Ting stopped in front of a door where two guards were standing.

"Open the door. Feng Heng commanded.

"Yes. Chen Ting took out the key and stepped forward to open the door.

Feng Qianyan was a little puzzled, why did Dad bring him here, so he asked in a low voice, "Dad, who is locked up inside?"

"Hou's purchase. ”

"Dad is talking about grandpa's ——? thing," Feng Tianyan suddenly realized.

"Hmm. Feng Heng nodded, "Let's go." ”

Walking into the cell, Feng Qiyan looked around. Seventy or eighty square meters, the light is a little dim, and one side is full of various torture instruments. In the center of the room, a man was helped on a cross-shaped frame. His head was bowed, his body was covered with black, black, red and red wounds, and his clothes were soaked in blood and hung on his body in pieces.

Feng Heng walked to the chair not far from the torture rack, lifted the hem of his clothes, and sat down. Feng Qianyan also consciously climbed onto the chair next to him.

Feng Heng raised his eyes and glanced at the man, gathering up his usual warm temperament, and the whole person exuded a cold air from the inside out.

Although he had seen Feng Heng fighting the Red Pupil Python in Wuling Mountain before, last time it was just to give Feng Qianyan a feeling of decisiveness.

And this time, Feng Heng's whole person's aura changed, and Feng Tianyan couldn't help but be surprised in his heart: Dad, this is the Great Demon King who has transformed?! Oh my God! This temperament can switch freely in an instant! Who would have thought that Feng Heng, who seems to be gentle and elegant on weekdays, can have such a cold side?! This is the first time that Feng Tianyan has seen Feng Heng's true demeanor as the head of the family.