Just as the soldier was about to break into Feng Yutian's room.

A fresh breeze blew.

The next moment, before the soldier had time to think about it, he felt numb all over.

Immediately after, the soldier fell straight to the ground.

At the moment when the soldier fell straight to the ground, an unusually familiar and slightly threatening voice came into the ears of the wind spirit.

"Who allowed you to enter my room?"

The person who spoke, besides Feng Yutian, who else.

Realizing that the person who spoke was his own young lady, Feng Ling's face was happy, and then he walked quickly to Feng Yutian's side.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Ling looked Feng Yutian up and down: "Miss, are you okay?"

"It's fine. Feng Yutian responded, and at the same time, her gaze did not fall on Feng Ling's body, but directly fell on the people who were thinking about sweeping outside.

Feng Yutian narrowed his eyes: "What's going on?"

The slave and maid did not know that the slave and maid heard someone knocking on the courtyard door, and then went to open the door, and then the group rushed in. Wind Spirit hurriedly said.

Seeing that Feng Yutian didn't respond, Feng Ling hurriedly explained: "If the slave knows that they are not good, the slave will definitely not open the door." ”

"It's not your problem. Feng Yutian answered slightly, and then moved out of the bedroom.

She had only been away for such a short time, and the courtyard was so lively.

"What about the night Mingyou?" Feng Yu said.

The night boy said he had something to do, so he went back. "Wind Spirit Dao.

Feng Yutian narrowed his eyes when he heard this.

This night is quiet.

Every time I walked in time.

Now, she really had to suspect that Ye Mingyou had already guessed that someone would come here, so she left first.

Thinking of this, Feng Yutian said lightly: "Here, can there be immortal cultivators?"

Feng Yutian's words were naturally said to the Soul Bell.

"No, it's all ordinary people. Hearing this, the Soul Bell hurriedly said.

"Slave, slave doesn't know. When the wind spirit heard this, he was very uncertain.

Since there are no immortal cultivators, it will be easy to do.

The fierce-looking man just now was not enough for her to practice.

Later, Xiao Yu was almost crushed by Ye Mingyou with absolute strength.

She didn't get a chance to play at all.

Right now, she's worried that she hasn't practiced.

Thinking of this, Feng Yutian couldn't help but start to be eager to try.

She wanted to see how many times her current immortal power could support her to cast spells?

Just as Feng Yutian was eager to try, a rough male voice came into Feng Yutian's ears.

"Come over here, she's here!"

As soon as the rough male voice fell, the soldiers who were still scattered in the courtyard just now suddenly swarmed towards Feng Yutian's location like an ant emperor, summoning an ant colony.

Soon, Feng Yutian's surroundings were surrounded by water.

Seeing this, Feng Ling hurriedly leaned towards Feng Yutian's location.

At the same time, the group of soldiers, one by one, directly pointed their guns at Feng Yutian.

Seeing that he was already surrounded by a group of spears in the middle, Feng Yutian couldn't help but squint his eyes.

"Who are you?" Feng Yutian said lightly.

Although, she solved this group of people, only for a moment.

She didn't mind, though, and let them bounce around for some time.

Just as Feng Yutian was asking, a soldier stepped forward and directly handed a wooden box to the person who seemed to be the leader.

"My lord, I found it, this is it. ”

Hearing this, Feng Yutian looked towards the wooden box that the soldier was holding.

The next moment, Feng Yutian's eyes deepened.

Because, this wooden box is nothing else.

It was Ye Mingyu who stayed here just now, saying that he was going to give her a space ring.

"What the hell is going on?" the Soul Bell asked as he glanced at the spatial ring on the soldier's hand.

"Could it be that Ye Mingyou deliberately put this space ring in your hall, and then made an excuse to leave, and then let the people who had been ambushed outside the courtyard early come in to search the house?

"No, no, no matter how you say it, aren't you the person he likes best?, why would he play such a simple trick to frame you!" As he spoke, the Dementor Bell denied his idea.

"Moreover, he clearly knows that you are an immortal cultivator, even if he wants to frame you, he shouldn't let this group of ordinary people who don't have the slightest immortal power come to arrest you, right?

After all, now you, pinching these people to death is as simple as pinching an ant to death. The Dementor Bell said as he raised his hand and stroked his chin.

When Feng Yutian heard this, he couldn't help but squint his eyes.

What the Dementor Bell said was much the same as what she was thinking now.

Just as Feng Yutian was thinking, the person who looked like the leader directly took the wooden box and then looked at Feng Yutian: "The human and material evidence are all there, what else do you have to explain!"

When Feng Yutian heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

She really didn't know if the person in front of her, who looked like the leader, had no brains, or had brains but said this on purpose.

There are witnesses here and there.

Feng Ling had been standing beside Feng Yutian, and after seeing the wooden box that looked like the leader was being held, it was the same wooden box she had seen in the living room before, and Feng Ling hurriedly said, "What kind of human evidence, physical evidence! I haven't seen human evidence, and I haven't seen physical evidence!"

"I dare to quibble, this is the physical evidence in my hand. Hearing this, the man who looked like a leader directly held the wooden box in front of the wind spirit.

Seeing this, Feng Ling couldn't help but hide backwards, and then continued: "This is clearly given to my young lady by the night boy. ”

Just as the soldier was about to break into Feng Yutian's room.

A fresh breeze blew.

The next moment, before the soldier had time to think about it, he felt numb all over.

Immediately after, the soldier fell straight to the ground.

At the moment when the soldier fell straight to the ground, an unusually familiar and slightly threatening voice came into the ears of the wind spirit.

"Who allowed you to enter my room?"

The person who spoke, besides Feng Yutian, who else.

Realizing that the person who spoke was his own young lady, Feng Ling's face was happy, and then he walked quickly to Feng Yutian's side.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Ling looked Feng Yutian up and down: "Miss, are you okay?"

"It's fine. Feng Yutian responded, and at the same time, her gaze did not fall on Feng Ling's body, but directly fell on the people who were thinking about sweeping outside.

Feng Yutian narrowed his eyes: "What's going on?"

The slave and maid did not know that the slave and maid heard someone knocking on the courtyard door, and then went to open the door, and then the group rushed in. Wind Spirit hurriedly said.

Seeing that Feng Yutian didn't respond, Feng Ling hurriedly explained: "If the slave knows that they are not good, the slave will definitely not open the door." ”