Her tone was very impulsive, and her voice was so loud that the audience could hear it clearly.

However, the most bizarre thing is that she didn't use spiritual power.

The sound that almost burst her eardrums turned out to be purely from her voice.

The words were also like a cannon, because of emotional instability, so that the words were still trembling slightly.

Among those present, one counts as one, and no one has ever seen her so angry.

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, he is very angry.

It's like the next moment, I want to go up and beat someone.

As soon as Wen Jinfang landed, he was educated by her unceremoniously "slapping his face", and he couldn't help but be stunned.

The thunderclouds were still churning and rolling, black and oppressive.

The heavenly thunder that can chop the monk to the point that there is no bone residue left, there is a possibility of smashing it down at any time.

The surroundings were silent, and the few people next to them did not dare to come out.

And Ji Linxing, who is really "bold", has already walked back to Yan Ling and the others with his hands in his hands, looking "confident".

Jiang Xiaoyue couldn't help but be a little worried when she heard Yan Fenghuan's angry shouting: "This Mr. Wen, do you think you can really stop Miss Yan?"

Ji Linxing looked at Yan Fenghuan in front of him, and suddenly smiled: "I can't guarantee whether it can or not, but looking at the current situation, among the people present, if you really want to find someone who can overcome this ancestor, it is estimated that he is the only one."

As he spoke, he gestured to the ancestor surnamed Yan not far away, "At the very least, have you ever seen her like this?"

Not really.

Yan Fenghuan has always been calm and calm in front of them, and he is not surprised by changes.

Even the "emergency" a few days ago, she handled it very calmly and calmly.

Several people saw Yan Fenghuan's strange appearance at this time, and involuntarily nodded in agreement with Ji Linxing's statement.

The thunder shadow dispersed, and Ji Hongzhi and several people were able to come over.

After asking what happened, he couldn't help but look in Wen Jinfang's direction with apprehension.

As for the latter, who is "expected by all" -

After the initial shock, it quickly calmed down.

Facing the angry Yan Fenghuan, he smiled shallowly, and the corners of his mouth were not curled, as if he was appeased or apologetic.

Yan Fenghuan's brows moved slightly, and she was a little stunned all of a sudden.

Immediately, Wen Jinfang slowly stretched out his right hand in front of Yan Fenghuan, and spread it out under the latter's gaze-

The clean and wide palm, as if it were imprinted, has an azure pattern in which the ghostly light flows.

The lines are complex and irregular, and under the sun, they are like clouds of smoke under the skin.

Rock Guard......

Yan Fenghuan's anger and anger suddenly slammed.

At the same time, Wen Jinfang's explanation voice sounded in a low voice: "This is the night before yesterday, when I returned to Wen's house, it suddenly appeared. It's because it's there, so I thought I'd give it a try."

Yan Fenghuan's eyebrows moved slightly.

He's explaining......

Wen Jinfang's voice is gentle and gentle, the tail note is clean, and when he speaks seriously and patiently, it is very easy to make people quiet.

And this effect is even more obvious to deal with Yan Fenghuan.

Looking at the familiar imprint in his palm, coupled with his explanation, it hit the point directly-

Embarrassment and reason converged at the same time, and the corners of Yan Fenghuan's mouth twitched.

The rock guards on him, and he can exert complete protective power, even if he is the origin of the yin, he can't do anything.

He didn't joke with his life, and he dared to rush up without knowing anything, also because he was sure.

It was she who forgot about the stubble.

That's what happened to the "oolong" just now.

Yan Fenghuan uncomfortably looked away, stiff for a while, and didn't know how to speak.

Apologize, she couldn't pull her face for a while.

No apologies......

Yan Fenghuan's whole person was visibly "decadent" with the naked eye.

Hanging his head, the words of apology swirled around his lips a few times, but he still didn't say a word.

Wen Jinfang gathered his palms and took in all her reactions.

Pursing his lips slightly, Wen Jinfang's eyes were a little hesitant, as if he was considering something.

After a while, he whispered first, "I'm sorry."

Yan Fenghuan suddenly raised his head and asked in astonishment, "What are you doing apologizing?"

A look of embarrassment appeared on Wen Jinfang's face, he actually felt that it was a bit abrupt to say this.

But when I remembered the appearance of Yan Fenghuan just now, I finally said honestly: "I just think that it seems to have scared you just now, so, I'm sorry."

He said it again, seriously, solemnly.

Yan Fenghuan looked at his face in a daze-

The latter was also looking at her, his expression was peaceful, and his eyes were full of clean and sincere apologies.

He was really sorry for what he had just done.

The overwhelming memories came flooding up without warning in such a gaze.

For a moment, there was pain all over my body.

In a trance, Yan Fenghuan even wondered if he still remembered something.

However, under her divine consciousness, she couldn't be clearer that now he was just an ordinary person, a real mortal with no memory.

But the strange thing is that he obviously doesn't remember anything, but even all kinds of small habits overlap with the people in his memory.

Yan Fenghuan laughed bitterly, forcing himself to quickly withdraw from these boundless thoughts.

She swallowed the extra words and asked softly, "What did you want to do when you came in?"

Wen Jinfang paused for a moment, then looked at the rolling thunderclouds in the sky: "Before I came in, I heard what you were talking to her about."

Ji Hongzhi's faces turned pale, and they became nervous!

God! It was because of this that she had just made a move, and seeing that her attention had been taken off a little, why did she bring it up again......

Isn't this a revival of her anger?

However, unexpectedly, Yan Fenghuan only frowned slightly, looked at Wen Jinfang and did not speak.

The latter continued, "If it's because of me, then I'll have to say thank you first."

Yan Fenghuan looked away and looked at the three people on the ground who had stopped moving: "What if I say it's not because of you?"

The onlookers didn't believe it, but Wen Jinfang seemed to believe it.

He bowed his head slightly and was silent for a moment, looking at the expression as if he was thinking.

It took about a few seconds before he replied seriously, "Then I still have to say thank you, because it can be regarded as an incidental anger to me."

Speaking of breathing, his smile widened.

Yan Fenghuan looked up in surprise, looked at him for a while, and suddenly felt a little incredulous: "Are you angry?"

Wen Jinfang was stunned by this question, but quickly admitted, "I was angry, but now I feel comfortable."

As he spoke, he looked at the three miserable people on the ground without changing his face.

The meaning is obvious.

Everything Zuo Xinjia did, he was not unfeeling.

The other party's attitude was arrogant and contemptuous, and he was repeatedly entangled, and he was not a bodhisattva, so he was naturally disgusted in his heart.

It's just that he doesn't show too much, but that doesn't mean he won't get angry and hold grudges.

And the situation is there, and it is useless to entangle, so you can only avoid it.

Yan Fenghuan made a move, which can be regarded as helping him "take revenge", and the revenge is gone, and his heart is naturally comfortable.

His tone was natural, but it made a few people next to him stare in amazement.

Is this to persuade people, or to hand over knives......

Ji Hongzhi felt his temples twitch one by one, turned his head and muttered, "Old Jiang, didn't you say that this kid of the Wen family is a doctor?"

Jiang Kunli was also a little confused: "That's what Old Monster Wen said...... He also praised his grandson for being kind and loving, and he was reluctant to kill even an ant."

However, the person in front of him, the painting style seems to be different from what they think.

Ji Hongzhi doubted that if he hadn't cultivated himself, he would have no chance of winning against the three people of the Shangzuo family-

He probably got on it himself.

Maybe there won't be any of the latter things.

Ji Hongzhi and Jiang Kunli seemed to think of going together, and they glanced at each other, each with mixed feelings in their hearts.

At this time, Yan Fenghuan suddenly laughed: "Will be angry...... It's good."

In her memory, he rarely got angry, at least, she never saw it.

Even back then, when he was deceived by the people he tried his best to protect, fell into the abyss, and was in the demon lair, when the evil fire eroded the divine body, he could still joke with her.

No anger, no unwillingness.

He never seemed to hold grudges or resentments.

Su Xuming said that this is because the gods are the darlings of the heavens, and the way of heaven gives them a light and empty state of mind, so they are born with a clear and clear god, and they are not disturbed by evil spirits.

Joy, anger, sorrow, and fear, seven emotions and six desires, are particularly gentle in them, especially in Fengxi, who later became the god of life.

He never rejoiced.

All the roads he has passed don't seem to be worth looking back, and he is in pain, but even laughing is silent.

The silence made her suffocated and painful.

But I didn't expect that now that I made a mistake and became a half-human race, I would be angry.

It is really one of the few happy events.

Yan Fenghuan thought about it a little, and when she looked up again, she found that Wen Jinfang was looking at her a little "stunned".

Looking at him, for some reason, Yan Fenghuan asked, "Are you not angry now?"

Wen Jinfang nodded slowly: "So, if you are not angry, can you spare their lives?"

「……」

Yan Fenghuan wanted to say no.

Her temper now is very different from that back then.

For thousands of years, she was so empty and bored that she almost lost everything.

The compassion and temperament that he had painstakingly taught him had long since known in which corner.

She insisted until now, not to cultivate a belly and let go of those who dared to humiliate him like this.

However, being looked at like this by Wen Jinfang, it was almost engraved in her bones, so she could only hold back one sentence: "...... I'm still angry."

One word at a time, it was said very reluctantly.

Wen Jinfang was stunned, and some softness slipped through his eyes that he didn't even notice.

After thinking about it slightly, he asked softly, "Then how can you dissipate your anger?"

Yan Fenghuan was stunned.

Wen Jinfang looked at her quietly, really wanting to ask for a result.

It seems that when Yan Fenghuan brings it up, he will try his best to do it.

He didn't even think there was anything wrong with this, and he shouldn't be on guard.

A pair of eyes, as they were back then, clean and beautiful.

There will always be only one way to appease people.

Yan Fenghuan closed his eyes, couldn't hold back a wry smile, and still surrendered.

Her right hand was raised horizontally, and a nightmare wind and thunder erupted from it.

"Miss Yan—" Ji Hongzhi suddenly exclaimed, trying to step forward to stop him.

On the contrary, it was a few juniors, quick eyes and quick hands, and joined forces to stop him.

Yan Jing pressed his shoulder: "Old Master Ji, don't worry first."

And with such a time difference, Yan Fenghuan had already thrown the Yin Wind Thunder in his hand into the sky without pause.

The silver thunder entered the clouds, and the momentum was huge.

And the three people on the ground were already unconscious, and they had no power to resist—