Yan Weizhi didn't know how to answer for a while, so he could only say that he was incompetent.

Yan Fenghuan laughed a little and said softly, "Get up, tell me what's going on first."

The ban of the Yan family does not have to be sacrificed by human blood, as long as it is prepared properly in advance, it is not difficult for the people in the formation to withdraw in time.

However, Yan Weizhi almost returned to the West just now, this must have been a temporary idea, even to the point where he couldn't prepare anything.

"You...... Didn't you notice anything?" Yan Weizhi asked with some difficulty.

Combined with the series of situations that had just appeared in Yan Fenghuan, he was even more uneasy.

Yan Fenghuan was stunned for a moment, her miserable white lips raised a little arc, and she said frankly without concealment: "Something happened, and my perception is a little weak at the moment."

Yan Weizhi's face was worried for a moment: "Then ...... you"

Yan Fenghuan knew what he was going to say, waved his hand casually, and found a stone pier to sit down: "I have my own number, you tell me the matter first."

Yan Weizhi didn't dare to disobey, the two behind him were his henchmen, and he also knew something about the inner courtyard, so he didn't avoid it, and quickly told Yan Fenghuan about the situation in the inner courtyard

But the two behind them were stunned, and then they were a little anxious, the head of the family was obviously not prepared to talk about the little son......

However, Yan Fenghuan sensed that something was wrong, because the first thing she asked was, "Where is the young man you said now?"

Yan Weizhi was stunned for a moment, his right hand was behind his back, clenched tightly, and blood was oozing out in a moment.

But his face did not change, and he bowed slightly and said, "That kid entered the forbidden place by mistake and was temporarily imprisoned by me."

"Huh." A slightly cold smile overflowed from Feng Huan's mouth, and the three people present were shocked.

Several people quickly looked up at Yan Fenghuan and found that the latter was looking at Yan Weizhi with a somewhat complicated expression.

"......" Yan Weizhi opened his mouth, and the prepared response words were stuck in his throat.

He thought that he didn't show any horses, but when he looked at the eyes of Shang Yan Fenghuan, he inexplicably began to feel weak.

Yan Fenghuan shook his head, and his gaze fell on the two people behind him: "What happened to that child?"

Her tone was very affirmative, but in front of Yan Weizhi, the two people who were suddenly asked were a little afraid to answer.

Yan Fenghuan's breathing became a little rough, and she barely eased her mind: "If the matter has not yet settled, it will be the difference between life and death if you delay for a moment, I don't need you to make a decision for me, tell me."

In the end, Yan Fenghuan's tone became a little tough.

A powerful coercion poured out uncontrollably from her, and the two secret guards behind her instantly fell to their knees! Yan Weizhi also bent down a little unbearably.

Yan Fenghuan looked stunned, but did not withdraw this escaping coercion.

The Yan family has a generation, and they are very axial in their bones, but at this moment, she is not good, and the situation is unknown, so she can't afford to delay for a moment.

Yan Fenghuan's face condensed, and he repeated almost like a command, "Say."

Yan Weizhi knelt down all of a sudden, and could only tell everything honestly.

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly said, "Your Excellency, now your strength is not enough, you can't take risks......

Yan Weizhi's blood-covered right hand came into view, and Yan Fenghuan had a headache: "Does that child have relatives?"

"He ......" Yan Weizhi hesitated a little, but still told the truth, "It's my son."

A mouthful of salty smell suddenly surged up his throat, and his left wrist seemed to be about to break in pain, and Yan Fenghuan lost control for a moment.

The next moment, a pure and pure soothing power instantly surged through her divine consciousness.

Yan Fenghuan closed her eyes tightly, and after opening her eyes again, she waved her hand casually-

The blood in Yan Weizhi's palm condensed into a string of blood beads and flew towards Yan Fenghuan's hand.

The next moment, she disappeared in place.

Yan Weizhi was shocked, but found that her breath was still in the Yan family, and the direction was the inner courtyard!

Although he was in a hurry, he didn't forget to tell the two behind him to clean up the mess, and then ran to the inner courtyard with his body bold.

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And when he arrived, he didn't find Yan Fenghuan.

The Rock Guard still stood quietly, except for the cracks he had just patched up had some more cracks.

However, what surprised him the most was that all the demon souls that had been imprisoned in it had disappeared without a trace.

It was so desolate and silent that it was as if nothing had happened.

Yan Weizhi's heart sank, and he couldn't capture the breath of the Supreme Lord.

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On the other side, Yan Fenghuan, who devoured all the monsters in the inner courtyard, finally recovered some of his state.

However, her strength consumption was too large, and her consciousness was unstable at the moment, so she couldn't directly detect any of the marks left on the Yan family, so she could only use the most earthy method-

With the blood of wisdom as a guide, come to find the breath of their blood relatives.

However, when Yan Fenghuan stopped for the thirteenth time, she leaned on a big tree next to her and sighed heavily.

Not to mention the low efficiency of finding people with blood alone, there are too many distractions in this world, and she has been disturbed twelve times.

That's not going to work.

Her physical strength and strength at the moment could not withstand such an exertion.

Yan Fenghuan let out a long breath of turbidity, she has always been a more urgent situation, but the calmer her brain.

Sharpening the knife is not a mistake for the woodcutter, she already has a general idea in her mind at this time, so she found a shady place and sat down.

Spreading her left hand, the blood of Yan Weizhi appeared in her palm, and then she turned it around, and with a gentle toss, the string of blood floated beside her obediently.

She looked down and picked up a small stone nearby, drawing it on the ground with its sharp side.

A little blood began to glow around the blood string, and it was sent to the array she had drawn.

She didn't draw very quickly, but fortunately she didn't pause or revise too much, so she didn't lose much time.

If Yan Ling or Jiang Xiaoyue were here, they would definitely recognize the pattern drawn by Yan Fenghuan, which was the prototype of the formation she used to find Ji Linxing that day!

The formation was formed, and the strings of blood in mid-air followed the blood color that lingered around them, meandering into the formation, and a silver light that could only be seen by the divine sense burst out from the center of the array.

Straight to the southeast.

Yan Fenghuan had a little coldness between her eyebrows, and slowly stood up, and with a dip of her palm, the mark on the ground floated out of thin air and merged into her palm.

The next moment, her figure disappeared in place.

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That night.

In a vast desert on the border with China.

A pile of silver flames, like elves, was dancing around a child.

Outside the circle of flames, there was also a woman in white sitting lazily on the edge of the sand dune.

If it weren't for the fact that the woman in white was covered in dark red blood and a dozen blood holes, and that the kid was trying his best to get close to the silver fire—

This scene really looks like the woman intends to burn the poor child directly.

The child was Yan Jing, who had just been rescued by Yan Fenghuan, but he still didn't react at the moment.

After nearly half a day of torture, he was already in a trance.

And this sister who came down from the sky to save him, was so seriously injured, but she still took him all the way over the ocean, until she couldn't hold on anymore and fell into this desert.

Yan Jing never knew that the desert was so cold at night, he was shivering from the cold, but this white-clothed sister's breath was so weak that even he could find it, and he didn't dare to tell her at all.

Unexpectedly, this sister in white seemed to notice that something was wrong with him, and in an instant, she waved a beautiful "flame".

He didn't bother to think about why the flame was silver, but he was subconsciously driven by his body to lean towards the flame.

After a while, his almost frozen body finally warmed up, and his brain

was also a little sober, so he couldn't help but look at the woman in white who was leaning against the sand dune with her eyes closed: "Sister......

Yan Jing's voice is like a mosquito and a fly, and Yan Fenghuan's breath is so weak that even he can see it.

thought that she would not hear her words, but she didn't think that the next moment, Yan Fenghuan gently raised her head and looked at him, "Huh? What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry......"

He muttered an apology, bowed his head with guilt on his face, tears filled his eyes, but before he could smash it down, he wiped it away.

This sister was so badly injured in order to save him......

But he's just a drag bottle, and he can't do anything.

For the first time, he regretted why he didn't practice!

If he was like Kong Duan, then he would be able to walk out of here with his sister at this moment, instead of needing her to waste her strength to warm himself.

Yan Fenghuan frowned slightly, the Yan Jing she saw in Yan Weizhi's memory was not like this.

Is it scared?

Also, Xi Lian's dog thing, the methods of torturing people are very ruthless, and they don't take into account the ability of ordinary people to bear it.

If you change to someone else, I'm afraid half a pillar of incense won't be able to hold on.

Although this kid is because of ...... survived, but after this half-day delay, I am afraid that I still fell into a lot of fear.

This place is unfamiliar to him, and with the ghost she looks like now, it doesn't look like something she can rely on, and the child is even more scared in his heart.

However, at this moment, she couldn't spare the extra strength to help him calm his mind, and the big banyan tree was also injured and lost a lot this time, and there was no spare strength to help her recover first.

With a sigh in her heart, she thought about it, stood up on the ground, and approached her in Yan Jing's trance-like sight.

She walked through the ring of flames without hindrance, crouched beside Yan Jing, reached out and touched his head.

Said very seriously: "Don't be afraid, don't be sorry, I'm here to save you, so I will definitely bring you back safely."

After so many years, she has practiced a set of flamboyant tongues, but she has very little time to seriously comfort people.

After racking her brains, she felt that the effect was not very good, because Yan Jingyan's eyes immediately widened when she heard this, and tears fell like glass beads.

It looks even sadder.

Yan Fenghuan withdrew his hand in embarrassment, thinking about what to do.

When she first touched Xi Lian's "prison" before, this child was tortured by her, but she was able to carry it without saying a word.

But I didn't expect her to cry so hard as soon as she was comforted at this moment.

Yan Jing cried so much that he couldn't speak for a while, and seeing that Yan Fenghuan didn't seem to be very disgusted, he didn't want to worry about it at all.

In the back, he directly pulled Yan Fenghuan's legs, crying heartbreakingly, "breaking the liver and intestines".

What's interesting is that Yan Fenghuan was hit by an arrow in his right leg, so even if he cried darkly, he could still remember to move cautiously.

He pulled Yan Fenghuan's left leg and cried, saying "Sister, I'm sorry", "I can't control it", etc.

I can't laugh or cry every time.

She finally gave up the treatment, reluctantly regained some strength in her body, and gathered a sandbag out of the yellow sand around her.

However, leaning on the sandbag with his head propped up with one hand, he closed his eyes and listened to him cry.

His experience today is indeed enough for him to cry several times at his age, and Yan Fenghuan can not let him go.

But Yan Fenghuan has to admit that Yan Jing is really the most crying child she has met over the years.