"What's going on? I haven't felt this way in decades. Is something going to happen?"

Feng Rong shook his head a little tiredly, and thought to himself: "Alas, it must be the matter of Sect Master Xiang's birthday that makes the old man uneasy. ”

Muttering to himself, Feng Rong patted the Qiankun bag on his waist and took out a spirit stone with pure spiritual energy, his eyes were full of reluctance: "A superb spirit stone, I am really reluctant." But for the sake of the Feng family, just send it. ”

A year later, it was Xiang Ning Xianshou of the Guiyuan Sect, Feng Rong thought hard for several years, and he couldn't get anything decent, only this superb spirit stone that was forcibly seized by chance was worthy of Xiang Ning's identity.

Just as he was thinking to himself, a whirlwind suddenly blew in the closed secret room, and the wind came extremely fast, and it stopped just when Feng Rong had just shown a surprised and vigilant expression. And on the floor in the secret room, there was an extra letter.

Feng Rong was taken aback when he saw this, this cultivation secret room was a defensive magic array that he had laid out with the mana of the Jindan realm, not to mention ordinary people, even his own sons and grandsons could not take a step without their own permission. The door is still closed, where did this letter come from?

Feng Rong stood up in surprise, looked around vigilantly, and saw that there was no vision, so he stepped forward and leaned over to pick up the letter.

Unfolded the letter, and a few lines of clear small words inside were neatly displayed in front of Fengrong's eyes.

"If you don't want the one hundred and sixty-two people of the Feng family to miss something, tonight, I will see the woods in the east ten miles outside Xiuyue City. Obsolete does not wait. ”

The inscription is: the word deceased.

After Feng Rong finished reading it, a wave of anger rose in his heart. For many years, Feng Rong has long forgotten when he was so despised, and someone actually threatened the Feng family in front of him, and this person should be punished.

"Whew~"

With a shake of his right hand, he turned the letter into powder, Feng Rong calculated the time, and his old eyes glared: "Ion fashion has half a pillar of incense time, hum, bold bandits, the old man will know who you are." ”

Feng Rong's voice did not fall, and he flashed out of the secret room.

Speeding all the way, but after a while, Feng Rong came to a small forest ten miles east of Xiuyue City.

The deep night like water contains a biting coolness, Feng Rong's nerves are extremely tight, and he cautiously looks around the surrounding situation, lest he be attacked by someone.

As he was searching, a low, slightly playful voice came from the depths of the woods.

"Feng Rong, thirty-six years ago, in Chishui City, Xuanming Kingdom, Great Wei Dynasty, coveted the magic weapons of the Wang family of the third-rate family of Xiuzhen, and attacked and tortured 53 members ......of the Wang family;

The voice came out slowly, and there was no figure in sight, but the words recited by the voice were all heinous evil deeds committed by Feng Rong in the past few decades.

When Feng Rong heard this, he was shocked, these things were all done by himself, and he was sure that there was no living mouth at the beginning, and few people knew about their evil deeds. The voice didn't see anyone, but it could tell its own things, how could it not make Fengrong secretly frightened.

"Who is hiding his head and showing his horns, and has the courage to show up? With a roar, Feng Rong had already transported the supreme immortal trick and aura protection to protect himself tightly.