In the face of the roar of Feng Ying, Feng Meng's expression remained unchanged, his face always had a mocking look, and his eyes were like poisonous snakes staring at Feng Ying's eyes, and he did not speak.

Feng Ying stared at Feng Meng's cold eyes, and finally chose to retreat. He stretched out his hand to straighten the folds on his shirt for Feng Ying, his face was a little sad, and he said in a few ways: "Hey, don't blame uncle." Since the death of the eldest brother, the uncle has lost more and more of his heart. In the future, if there is a Jia clan, it will be handed over to you. ”

After he finished speaking, his body staggered to his feet, as if he had suddenly grown old, and staggered towards the outside of the attic.

Feng Meng watched Feng Ying walk out of the attic step by step, his right hand in the robe holding a dagger made of the fangs of the flying feather snake. His eyes flickered, and he walked lightly behind Feng Ying, who had already arrived in front of the door, and slowly stretched out his right hand from his robe.

"Don't forget to bring your mother's ashes, your father only loved her alone when he was alive, don't let the eldest brother be too lonely down there. Feng Ying paused and said in a tired voice.

Hearing his words, Feng Ying's right hand, which was about to be handed out, trembled, and was instantly retracted. He said coldly: "Don't bother Uncle Lao, I know these things in my heart." ”

Feng Ying paused, pushed open the door and walked out slowly. He came to the deck, looked at the lively tribal settlements on both sides, and took a deep breath, his eyes showing some complexity.

He is no longer the Fengmeng in the past, if you are in the sky, how should you feel when you see this scene, is it relieved or sad?

Feng Ying shook his head thinking in his heart, but he was still too young, and the fangs of the Flying Feather Serpent had a special smell, which had not been covered by special treatment, and that breath was like a light in the dark for a seasoned hunter, it was too clear.

Two hours later, the golden crow hung high in the blazing sun, and the big ship docked on the dock of the land of the Youjia clan.

Feng Ying stood on the deck, watching Feng Meng walk towards the depths of the clan, his face struggled for a moment, and he jumped off the big ship and followed.

"The young patriarch is back. Feng Meng had just come to the outside of the Chief's Mansion, and before he entered the gate, a middle-aged man walked out of the Chief's Mansion, and when he saw Feng Meng with a cold face, he greeted in surprise.

Feng Meng just glanced at him, ignored it again, and walked straight to the mansion.

"It's really weird, how can this young patriarch change so much after going out for a few days, not to mention that this demeanor is really more and more like a leader. The middle-aged man's attitude towards him seems to be accustomed to him, and he doesn't care too much. He scratched his head, a look of confusion on his face.

"Hey, the second leader is also back, could it be that the leader has already returned. The middle-aged man looked at the following Feng Ying and waved his hand and asked.

Feng Ying's brows furrowed, ignoring his greeting, bowing his head and contemplatively entering the gate of the chief's mansion.

"This. The middle-aged man froze there, with doubts on his face, what is the situation, it has only been out for a few days, how come not only the young patriarch has changed, but even the second leader has changed so much, it is really a hell.

He was only puzzled for a moment, then shook his head and ignored it, and strode out.

Feng Ying walked through the exquisite garden, and before he reached the main hall where Feng Peng was on weekdays, he heard a noisy sound from inside.

"Young Patriarch, there are too many of these things, and I really can't prepare them for you when the leader is not there. The coquettish voice said helplessly with a somewhat wry smile.

When Feng Ying heard this, he frowned slightly and walked in, only to see that in the main hall, Feng Meng was standing in the center of the main hall with a gloomy and terrible face. Across from him was a plump and bewitching lady with a look of embarrassment.

"What's wrong?" Feng Ying asked as he walked into the main hall and looked at the woman's embarrassed look.

"Second master, the young master wants the slave family to prepare fifty big ships, four thousand elite soldiers, ten thousand best slaves, and five hundred thousand quinoa stones, these things are too many, and the slaves and maids really don't dare to touch these things without the order of the leader." The lady said in a coquettish voice with a look of embarrassment on her face.

There are too many of these things, although she is the steward of the tribe, but so many things will never dare to be prepared for Fengmeng easily.

"Well, this is what the eldest brother ordered, let Meng'er go on a business trip outside the tribe, go and prepare. Hearing this, Feng Ying glanced at Feng Meng deeply, and then looked at the noble lady and said flatly.

When the lady heard his words, she breathed a sigh of relief and respectfully withdrew. Now that there is a win-win opening, even if there is anything wrong in the future, at least I will not be the main responsibility.

"An hour, these things must be prepared in an hour. Feng Meng looked at the noble lady who walked out of the main hall, her eyes flashed with coldness, and she said coldly.

The noble lady was stunned, but she didn't say anything, and continued to walk outside.

"Are you going to leave with these 4,000 warriors and 10,000 slaves? After Feng Ying waited for the woman to leave, he looked at Feng Meng with a frown, and his eyes flashed with a little dissatisfaction.

There are five million people in the entire Jia clan, not to mention those slaves, even if they have tens of thousands of relatives and friends at the beginning of the Jia clan. Now Fengmeng's meaning is obviously that he wants to abandon all the rest of the people.

"We're leaving Yuya, we can't take too much waste with us, and there aren't that many big ships in the clan for us to take them all. What we need to think about is how to establish ourselves outside of Yugu in the future, rather than moving with a bunch of waste. Feng Meng stood in place, glanced at him expressionlessly, and said in a cold and ruthless voice.

Feng Ying's face changed, not to be outdone, he looked at him, sighed for a long time, and said helplessly: "You have really grown up, this matter will be done according to what you say." That thing, when are you going to open it? ”

Feng Meng saw his softening, a smile appeared on his face, and when he heard his question, he spoke, "After we leave the tribe. ”

"Well, that's good. That thing must not be opened in advance, otherwise if we attract the overlord of the Savage Mountain Range in advance, we ourselves will never be able to escape. When you open it, you must not do it yourself, just find a warrior, otherwise if it is contaminated with breath, I am afraid that the fierce beast will not give up. You are now the leader of the Jia, so you must not take such risks. ”

When Feng Ying heard this, his eyes flashed with different colors, and he chattered endlessly to Feng Meng.

Feng Meng nodded thoughtfully, although he also wanted to open the box with his own hands and watch the Flying Bear Tribe destroy in his own hands, but Feng Ying's words reminded him that if he opened the box and was contaminated with the breath of the fierce beast, it would be troublesome to attract the fierce beast at that time.

He strode to the high platform, stroked the wooden box under the low case, and sighed: "It's a pity, I originally wanted to destroy this tribe with my own hands." ”

Feng Ying looked at his movements, his eyes narrowing slightly. Although he had heard of this thing for a long time, he had never found out that the eldest brother had hidden it under the dwarf case.

An hour of hard work passed quickly.

Feng Meng hugged the purple-black box that was two feet long and one foot high, and regardless of the strange looks of those people, he even refused several people who came to flatter and wanted to help, and walked towards the dock.

Feng Ying followed him closely, his face furrowed, his eyes staring blankly into the void. From time to time, there was a terrifying glint in his eyes, as if he was making a difficult decision.

While he was thinking, the two had already arrived at the dock. There are 50 large ships of more than 20 zhang standing on the wharf, and it can be seen from the draft of the ships that they are loaded with all kinds of goods.

"Young master, second master, everything is ready. The slaves were already in their cabins, and the warriors were all housed and ready to go. The bewitching lady saw the figures of the two and said respectfully.

When Feng Meng heard this, he swept over fifty large ships, and did not pay attention to the woman's words. He looked at it for a moment, then nodded in satisfaction, his eyes shining brightly.

This will be a new beginning for himself, and he will fulfill his father's unfulfilled wish and become an immortal god!

"How did you let the young master hold such a big box alone, it's really a bunch of eyeless things. The noble lady looked at the large wooden box in Feng Meng's arms and reprimanded the servants around him.

The men looked at each other, their faces full of bitterness. We don't want to, but the young master doesn't want to, we have to hold it ourselves, what can we do.

"It's time to go. Feng Meng ignored a few people, spit out and said solemnly.

A quarter of an hour later, Feng Meng stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the Youjia clan that had gradually drifted away, and his eyes showed a little sadness.

Feng Ying walked up to him, looked at the Youjia clan that he couldn't see anymore, and sighed, "Don't you really regret it?"

"The road has been traveled, and there is no turning back. Fengmeng's eyes were blank and he sighed deeply.

"But you're not there yet, and there's still a chance to turn back. Feng Ying looked at Feng Meng's face tightly, his hands in his long sleeves were clenched tightly, and he said bitterly.

"The moment my father died, there was no turning back. Feng Meng tightened the wooden box in his arms and said in a firm voice.

"Since you have decided, my uncle will not stop you, I just hope that you will not regret it in the future. Feng Ying looked at him deeply, and said that his right hand reached out, as fast as the wind.

His right hand shimmered with a golden glow, and he slapped Feng Meng's elbow on the wooden box. With a flick of his left hand, he headed towards the treasure chest.

Feng Meng's left arm elbow was hit by Feng Win Point, and he instantly lost his strength, because it was too sudden, his left hand could not control the treasure chest for a while, and fell from his arms. He looked at the treasure chest that had been snatched, and his face changed dramatically in an instant, and the fanged dagger of the Flying Feather Serpent appeared on his left hand, which had regained consciousness, and stabbed towards the close luck of winning.

Feng Ying didn't expect Feng Meng to recover so quickly, he looked at the flying feather snake fanged dagger that stabbed him in his left hand, and his face changed instantly. (To be continued.) )