The only one who can tie up Yan Fenghuan is the Yan family.

The Yan family did intend to cooperate with Huaguo, but that was before Yan Fenghuan came out.

The Yan family has evaluated many times and indeed decided to have a good relationship with Huaguo, which is conducive to the future development of the Yan family.

But Yan Jing didn't expect Yan Fenghuan to notice this, let alone that she would do this for the Yan family.

With her endorsement, the Yan family is now more important than those Lingwu families in Beijing City in the eyes of Huaguo.

This saves a lot of steps for the Yan family, and it can be said that it is a step to the sky.

But—

"Your Excellency, you don't need to do this for the Yan family." Yan Jing's voice was a little low, "The Yan family has been willing to die for you for generations, and for you, even if it is to dissolve the family, it is nothing." ”

If there is no Yan Fenghuan, how can the Yan family continue to this day.

Not again.

Yan Fenghuan rolled his eyes shallowly and sighed funny: "Xiao Jing, why did you learn your father's set again?" ”

Yan Jing frowned and looked at Yan Fenghuan.

Yan Fenghuan was helpless: "I said that I am not a master and servant with the Yan family, and this matter is also a matter of effort, not as serious as you think." ”

What else does Yan Jing want to say.

But Yan Fenghuan shook his head and raised his hand at him: "Today, I've listened to all the words, don't say it again!" I also gave away this favor, don't you let me waste my efforts? ”

Yan Jing looked at the smiling Yan Fenghuan, and always felt that something was wrong in his heart.

But I didn't think about it for a while.

He sighed deeply, and finally smiled helplessly before saluting Yan Fenghuan.

Yan Fenghuan waved his hand and left in a hurry, leaving a message to ponder by the fishpond.

……

Day 2.

Early in the morning, Yan Ling came to report.

But with a wound on her face, she also wanted to cover up the wound by wearing long sleeves and pants to cover the wound, and was grabbed by Yan Xiaoyue and forced to interrogate for a long time.

"I—I fought, I lost." Yan Ling's face turned red and he was stumbling.

"Fight with whom?"

"It's, it's just a few loose cultivators, and when they meet, they start a fight if they don't agree with each other." Words and spirits are like mosquitoes.

Yan Lingyue almost didn't take a breath: "Yan Ling, you haven't cultivated with me, don't you even have common sense?" ”

The wood monks themselves are good at healing, if it is just an ordinary injury, how can the spirit of words be left to die.

Yan Ling blinked his eyes and wanted to sigh over: "Brother, is Your Excellency awake?" The night before yesterday, she promised me that she could guide me in my cultivation today, and I had to report on time! ”

"Don't change the subject, what the hell is going on?" Yan Silent Moon looked serious.

"It's just a fight, if you lose, that's it." Yan Ling's little face was distorted, and he couldn't come up with other tricks.

It looks like a broken jar and a broken can.

"Poof." Yan Fenghuan's laughter came from the window.

She propped her elbows on the edge of the window, and teased Yan Ling with a smile on her face: "Yan Ling, do you come to make me happy every day?" ”

"Your Excellency......" Yan Ling looked at Yan Fenghuan embarrassedly, this is really not.

She didn't want to be like this.

Who wants to leave an impression of their "master" that they are very wretched......

Yan Fenghuan suddenly asked, "How is the other party's injury?" ”

Speaking of which, Yan Ling is not sleepy: "He is not good either!" Speaking of which, thanks to the tricks you taught me the day before yesterday, I broke through his sword light defense this time and gave him a lot! Hey. ”

Yan Ling touched his head, a little proud.

"Are you fighting with Yan Kongling?" Yan Shiyue asked incredulously.

Yan Lingyue remembered that the day before yesterday, Yan Ling asked Yan Fenghuan to adjust some moves for her, especially at the end, Yan Ling also asked a lot of questions about how to fight against sword cultivation.

The smug look on Yan Ling's face suddenly froze.

Said that he leaked his mouth.

"It's not that I want to fight him, it's that he deliberately came to me to find fault." Yan Ling was a little unconvinced.

Yan Xiaoyue was so angry that her eyebrows were twisted: "I'll take a look, how is the injury?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay, this injury is scary to look at, I'm recovering quickly now!" Yan Ling grinned.

Yan Fenghuan saw that something was wrong: "Didn't you keep this injury on purpose?" ”

When she was a child, she fought, and if she lost, she would sneak a person to find a cave cat, and she would not be allowed to be treated, so she had to win it back.

"How could it be that I kept it on purpose?" Yan Ling looked at Yan Fenghuan with a shocked face, and blurted out, "I'm not a masochist!" ”

Yan Fenghuan: "......"

Don't look at her like that, neither is she.

Probably times have changed, Yan Fenghuan sighed.

She walked out the door and glanced closer at the wound on Yan Ling's face, frowning slightly.

The smile on Yan Fenghuan's face dissipated.

"Who is Yan Kongling you just said? Is the cultivation very high? Yan Fenghuan looked at Yan Xiaoyue and asked thoughtfully.

"It's Li Yuhui's eldest son, I don't know the specific cultivation." Yan Shiyue replied.

"I know, I know! The middle stage of the third-level return realm! ”

Yan Ling raised his hand to answer, but after speaking, he pursed his lips again, a little irritable, "I admit that his talent is a little better than mine." ”

"Li Yuhui's son...... Isn't he the two of you's own brother? ”

The two nodded.

Yan Fenghuan's eyes showed a look of interest.

There is no more brother in the fate of these two brothers and sisters.

Raising his hand to Yan Ling's face, Yan Fenghuan's cyan sleeves slipped off, revealing his white wrists and a few light-colored scars.

The latter retracted.

"Hiding from what?" Yan Fenghuan asked amusedly.

Yan Ling asked a little embarrassed, "Your Excellency, what are you going to do?" ”

A mixture of silver and green appeared in Yan Fenghuan's hand.

Only then did she realize that Yan Fenghuan wanted to heal herself.

But abnormally, Yan Ling didn't come up, she just smiled bitterly: "Your Excellency, this injury can only be healed by yourself, and it is difficult to treat." ”

Yan Silent Yue's face was also ugly.

Yan Ling's injuries to Yan Kongling since he was a child, and the treatment techniques of the wood system were not of much use.

Yan Fenghuan ignored her, and the faint green aura covered Yan Ling's wound, and it healed in an instant.

"Huh? It's really good! Yan Ling touched her face, but she didn't touch anything, her eyes widened in surprise, "Your Excellency!" You're amazing, aren't you? ”

Yan Fenghuan smiled lightly and helped her heal the injuries on her body again.

Then she looked at Yan Ling: "Is this the only case that Yan Kongling is injured here?" ”

Yan Ling was stunned for a moment, then nodded a little unwillingly, and said hatefully: "And the wounds he caused to others will never be like this." ”

There's no way to even be respectful about this.

She can only consider herself unlucky.

Yan Fenghuan laughed meaninglessly, and after muttering for a while, she said to Yan Ningyue: "It seems that not only have you been robbed of your talent, but even Yan Ling has also been affected. ”

Yan Lianyue's face became serious: "Your Excellency, what do you mean by this?" ”

Yan Fenghuan said: "The wood healing technique can't watch people cook, so the problem can only lie with the two of them." ”

Yan Ling was a little confused when he heard this, but Yan Lingyue reacted quickly: "You mean, Yan Ling's situation is also related to the Spirit Snatching Technique?" ”

Yan Fenghuan nodded: "There is no trace of any spell on Yan Ling's body, but you are twins, so you naturally have some special connections, so I suspect that your talent that was taken away was probably transferred to him." ”

Therefore, Yan Kongling can inflict wounds on Yan Ling that cannot be healed by this technique.

Yan Liyue's face was extremely ugly.

"If you break the Soul Snatching Technique, will this situation be solved?" Yan Jingyue asked.

"If Yan Ling's situation is indeed the same as I suspected, it is naturally possible." Yan Fenghuan said bluntly.

One of the twins was given the art of snatching the soul, and she had never encountered it.

But as she said, healing doesn't work differently depending on who caused the wound.

Yan Kongling has the talent of Yan Lonely Moon, which is the biggest possibility at present.

Yan Silent Yue's expression was extremely serious: "Your Excellency, I want to ask you to help me solve this spell." ”

Yan Ling hurriedly grabbed Yan Lingyue: "No! As I said last time, this curse will turn into a death curse! ”

Yan Fenghuan's eyelids jumped and clarified: "I just said it was possible." ”

It didn't say that it would turn into a death curse.

"That's not going to work!" Yan Ling was a little nervous, "Don't be in a hurry at this moment!" ”

Yan Liyue has always been an introverted character, but at this time, his heart seemed to be surging with anger, and he smiled suddenly: "Then I'll bet with Ms. Li on this one, bet that I won't die!" ”

Bet that her precious son will have to return all the glory!

"Brother!" Yan Ling was anxious, "What are you talking about?" How can you bet on such a thing! ”

"Yan Ling, you don't care." Yan Lingyue restrained her anger and whispered to Yan Ling.

He can be different without talent.

In the Lingwu world of S Province, it is said that she can barely talk to Yan Kongling about the Yan family twin stars.

But even for this "reluctance", it is very difficult for Yan Ling.

Li Yuhui's partiality doomed their life to be difficult when they were young, Yan Kongling was two years older than them, and he had already entered the path of cultivation.

often use the excuse of learning to find trouble with the spirit.

As an elder brother, he couldn't protect Yan Ling, but Yan Ling was very sensible, and he tried his best to avoid Yan Kunling.

But there are still times when you can't avoid it, and every time in this situation, Yan Ling always ends up injured.

Few people would believe that the wounds of the spirit of words cannot be cured.

Those who know seem to have deliberately forgotten that she is at a disadvantage in the battle with Yan Kongling, and the injured place will always have to survive.

They are all praising Yan Kongling's mastery, and they are all saying that he is the first person in the Yan family.

But in order to catch up with Yan Kongling, Yan Ling couldn't move into the deep mountains and old forests in winter, and he didn't stop cultivating for a day throughout the year.

If it's just talent, they can only admit it.

But now that he suddenly knows that this is related to the art of seizing souls, if Yan Shanyue can still endure it, he will really be a saint.

Yan Fenghuan saw the two of them like this, and laughed: "I already know the other person who cast the spell. ”

"Really?" The anxious look on Yan Ling's face turned into surprise, as if his face had changed, "Then, then solve it now?" ”

Yan Fenghuan gestured outside the courtyard door: "I'm afraid it won't work at this time." ”

Someone's coming.