The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1463 Leng Wuyou: Where's Your Face?

Feng Zhu stared at Leng Wuyou stubbornly, his eyeballs were protruding and bloodshot.

He had already gritted his teeth against Leng Wuyou in his heart, but he still wanted to put on a heart-piercing look of grievance on his face.

"Didn't do anything?" Leng Wuyou looked at Feng Zhu coldly.

"Let me kneel down for them and let me call them grandpa. What's wrong with that? What about your face, don't you know? The majesty of the strong cannot be violated, and once violated, they will perish?"

Leng Wuyou's black pupils just stared at him.

There was no emotion at all inside, and her voice became softer, and every time she said a word, Feng Zhu's face turned paler.

After she finished speaking, Feng Zhu was on the verge of collapse.

It's over, the young man in front of him is really going to get angry, looking at the coldness in his eyes, he just feels that he is cold from head to toe, his hair seems to be trembling and shouting, "A big crisis is coming, run away."

But he wanted to let himself escape, but his body couldn't even move at all, and he was firmly rooted in place.

Among the 500 people here, the soldiers basically have blood on their hands, and there are quite a few of them
The most important thing is that the bloody aura is not obtained from fighting on the battlefield.
Seeing how many innocent grievances and spirits there are on those soldiers, Leng Wuyou just wants to say that it's their fate that they didn't die.

Leng Wuyou had slowly raised her hands, and she temporarily separated those hands that were not stained with blood, letting them go aside.

In the cold current circle, those soldiers were shivering from the cold, but at this moment, a warm wind blew by, and some soldiers were separated from the cold current circle.

The pupils of the remaining soldiers shrank sharply when they saw this scene, and some didn't understand why those soldiers could not suffer from the cold?
But they were still struggling in this cold current, they raised their eyes to look at Leng Wuyou, and even in their hearts, they also held grudges against the soldiers who were sent out.

There was a soldier who couldn't help it. He was already hot-tempered, but being tortured like this, the anger in his heart had already rushed to his forehead. He gritted his teeth, looked at Leng Wuyou ferociously, and blurted out a word .

"Why can they not suffer from the cold snap, why do you target us? And what did you do to us?"

Leng Wuyou, when she heard this, she glanced over lightly.

In the dark phoenix eyes, there was a coldness in his eyes, the soldier shivered at this look, and felt that all the blood in his body was frozen at this moment.

His brain was blank, and his body instinctively felt the coldness before death. Slowly, under his horrified eyes, a layer of ice was spreading under his feet.

In the next second, he felt that the air around him was freezing, his skin was becoming stiff inch by inch, his blood had stopped flowing, and his thinking seemed to be gradually becoming stiff under the cold current.

Seeing that he was about to die, there was only a loud bang, followed by a crackling sound like a broken mirror.

this sound?
The cold circle was broken, and the speed of freezing slowed down.

Leng Wuyou looked sideways at her side, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and there was Feng Zhu gasping for breath.

And he was holding a weird awl in his hand.

This awl is not like the usual "those awls, one end is round and the other end is pointed, but his awl is pointed at both ends.

Leng Wuyou could tell at a glance that this awl was blessed with the ability to break through all barriers.

This should be a forbidden vertebra, and it looks like a magic weapon, and the quality is not low, at least reaching the level of a sixth-grade high-level magic weapon.

"Mr. Leng, I respect you as a senior and call you your lord, because I respect you, and I don't want you to bully us wantonly in the name of a senior."

At this time, Feng Zhu couldn't care less about Leng Wuyou's strength. He didn't want to pretend to be his grandson in front of Leng Wuyou now. Just do it.

If that's the case, it's better to just fight to the end, but it's just a child with a yellow mouth, who feels that he is number one in the world with a little strength, which is really ridiculous.

Do they really think there is no one in Prince Feng's Mansion?

(End of this chapter)