Feng Qing'an sounded like a preachy speech at first glance, and was slightly stunned, and then remembered it in his heart, and no longer tried to draw the sword, how can there be any grievances around here, this sword is not to be pulled out for a while.

"Remember the teachings of the eldest brother!"

"Lord Wind, it's time to get to your house!"

Feng Qingping looked at Feng Qing'an's appearance, and wanted to say something more, but the respectful voice of the driving groom had already entered the carriage.

"It's home, get out of the car!"

Feng Qingping pushed the curtain and got out of the carriage first, while Feng Qing'an followed the car with a sword.

And the moment his sword-holding figure appeared, dozens of sharp eyes fell on him, more precisely, on the sword in his arms.

Roar!

Black Mountain, who was following behind Feng Qing'an, noticed those eyes that did not have any kindness, and immediately let out a low roar, and the demonic aura burst out, and the fire was blazing.

"Okay, Montenegro, don't make a fuss at your doorstep!"

Feng Qing'an could sense that such a big battle as his eldest brother's return had already alarmed many people in the village, even if it was snowy and the sky was about to get dark, there were still many people who opened the door and looked out.

Hearing Feng Qing'an's words, Montenegro relented, turned into an ordinary family dog, and followed Feng Qing'an into the gate, and these accompanying knights stood outside the Feng family's mansion like an iron tower, only the horseman who drove bowed down and followed behind Montenegro and entered the house.

"That sword ......"

"Shut up!"

Outside the house, as soon as someone spoke, they were interrupted by a stern voice.

"Do your job!"

At first glance, this group of people seems to be guarding this Feng surnamed Ma Ye, but in fact, they are protecting the ghosts and gods they will encounter along the way.

I really can't kill anymore!

Evil sacrifices and obscenities are enough, and if they are beheaded, they will be beheaded.

However, those gods of mountains and rivers, even the gods of incense and fire enshrined by the imperial court, if there is anything incompetent, it is considered light to be stripped of the gods.

If there is a person who harms the people or causes the people to be disabled due to dereliction of duty, he will cut them off with a sword, no matter what the relationship is or what kind of family lineage he is, it is all useless.

Originally, it seemed that Feng Qingping and other Enkelian Middle School No. 6 Middle School, destined to be a champion of the clouds, whenever he returned home from visiting relatives, all kinds of ghosts and gods along the way must be trying to invite him to the temple to put a stick of incense.

But this year this is different, he has the right to kill and remove ghosts and gods, and he can dispose of any immoral gods.

Chop first and then play, the imperial power concession.

However, this power to punish the gods is, after all, the sword in the hands of this champion duke, and the so-called concession is just for the Dajin royal family to maintain their own face, after all, even if they are not allowed, they still cut it with a sword.

Therefore, when this Wind Lord went out, all the ghosts and gods along the way trembled and thought about how to use the priesthood in their hands to seek the well-being of the people under their rule.

And the existence of this group of people comes from this, which seems to be the duty of guarding, but in fact, to protect some ghosts and gods as much as possible from being killed.

After all, not everyone can be a ghost or god, once this position is vacant, it is not so easy to find someone to go to the top, this position is at least a hundred years, there is no temporary generation.

In the wind and snow, the villagers noticed the abnormality in front of the Feng family's house, and also found these knights who were strong and stubborn, and suddenly, the Fengjia Village, which was originally quiet in the wind and snow, began to become lively, and the village and the village elders came in the wind and snow.

In such a battle, as long as you are not stupid, you can guess that it is the eldest man of the Feng family who has returned, after all, no one in their village is worthy of such a guard of honor except for this one, even the eldest lord in the county does not want to have such a majesty.

Therefore, Feng Qing'an had just sat at home with his eldest brother and said a few words, when someone outside came to announce that the village was coming to visit with the village elders.

It is naturally impossible for Feng Qingping not to receive him, and what is there to be in Feng Qing'an at such a reception, he can only watch that the courtyard, which was originally quite lonely, has become lively at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Montenegro, let's go back to our room!"

This time, it was naturally not Feng Qing'an's turn to help entertain, and some people helped deal with these things.

"My eldest brother is back, and I want to sleep with my eldest brother tonight, so don't come over."

As night approached, Feng Qing'an suddenly thought of Nan Ge, and even though he cast the "Spiritual Technique", he cast his consciousness on Nan Ge, who was located in the netherworld.

The girl, who was originally freshening up in the Soul Purifying Spring, heard the sound in her heart, and her movements paused slightly.

She already has a certain understanding of Feng Qing'an's eldest brother, and just this understanding is enough for her to have a sense of awe.

"Well, good!"

Feng Qing'an breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Nan Ge came over, his eldest brother would definitely be able to detect it, and he didn't know what to say at that time,

"Before my eldest brother returns to Beijing, I think you'd better not come!"

Ordinary people can't see Nange, but Feng Qing'an doesn't think that the column of iron horses outside his house will not be visible, and they are not surprised when they see the Black Mountain that has manifested their true body, let alone panic.

"I listen to you!"

Nange's voice was weak, with a hint of indistinguishable grievance,

"It's just, how long will your eldest brother stay at home before leaving?"

"It's the first month and a half!"

Feng Qing'an guessed that it was not easy to say this, he hoped that his eldest brother could stay at home for a while, but this was obviously impossible.

"It's been a long time!"

"No way, it's not appropriate for you to appear in front of my eldest brother now!"

The wind is clear and there is a lot of peace of mind.

The next day, the wind house was lively again, the wind was clear and peaceful, and he slipped out of the house with the black mountain under an excuse, anyway, those who braved the wind and snow to visit were not looking for him.

"Let's go into the mountains!"

Glancing at the noisy and lively house behind him, Feng Qing'an did not hesitate, carried a long sword at his waist, and rode into the mountain on Black Mountain.

It's just that as soon as Feng Qing'an entered the mountain at this moment, the scene of stagnation of wind and snow reappeared, and a gentleman in a green shirt appeared, with a little less calm on his face and a little more puzzled.

"Feng Gongzi, what do you want to do when you carry your sword into the mountain?"

The mountain god could not sleep peacefully, and he saw the strangeness of the sword held by the young man in front of him.

Countless gods have fallen under this sword, and among them is a great river dragon god whose bloodline is not much higher than him, and who is only one step away from the dragon, is bloodied under this sword, and he can see the despair and unwillingness of these gods when they are slashed by this sword.

This is a sword that has swept away the gods and slain the dragon!

This sword was originally just a mortal iron and dead wood, but now it is held by people, killing so many gods without breaking, and it is no longer a mortal soldier.

Nourished by the blood and soul of many gods, this sword has given birth to extraordinary spirituality, and when the person holding the sword kills the gods, the sword intent and indestructible killing intent of the injustice in the world are left.

Now, even if the sword bearer is a half-grown teenager, once this sword is unsheathed, even if he is a god of a mountain, it is quite worrying, this sword is too much to restrain him!