The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1465 Let Leng Wuyou abolish his cultivation
The people who were injured, the people who passed out, woke up one after another under the diffusion of Leng Wuyou's healing spirit, and the injuries in their bodies were still intact.

Their eyes looked at a rough man in brocade clothes from far to near, which they were looking forward to at the moment.

From their point of view, God of War must have exploded in desperation to save people just now, so they ignored them for a while and hurt them.

After all strong?The scope of each attack is quite wide.

So God of War must not have done it on purpose.

Leng Wuyou seemed to be aware of the thoughts of these common people, a half-smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but there was a complicated look in the depths of his eyes.

Prince Feng, who came from the sky, heard Leng Wuyou's disrespectful words to him, and his heart surged with anger. He has been a prince for so many years, and no one has ever dared to disregard him so much. Dare to provoke him like this.

Yes, in Lord Feng's view, what Leng Wuyou said was a deliberate provocation, and all his previous actions were provocations to him.

He flicked his sleeves, and although his voice was rough, it was a little bit cold: "Why is it not your turn to come here and worry about this king, junior."

"As for today's matter, as long as you admit your mistakes with a good attitude and abolish your cultivation, this king will not care about you, and will not punish the Leng family."

what?
Abolish self-cultivation?

Leng Wuyou paused.

Feng Zhu was also taken aback.

Hua Qianye, who was lying on the window looking out, slipped her arm and almost knocked her chin on the window sill.

"Hey, this old man, is his brain okay? He actually let Leng Qi abolish his cultivation? Or am I hallucinating?"

Hua Qianye's face was full of disbelief, and she looked at Feng Jinyu as if she was looking at a mentally handicapped person.

At this time, the imperial palace received the letter from Yu Wenhuang, who was also stunned. Although Feng Jinyu was a big and thick guy, he seemed to have a bad brain, but his intelligence was also amazing. What happened today?

Actually thinking of letting Leng Wuyou, a dignified half-step Linghuang, abolish his own cultivation?

"Clan elder, I think I really misjudged King Feng before."

It turns out that King Feng's heart and brain are not the same as ours. If they were the same, he wouldn't have said such thoughtless words. To let a half-step spirit king abolish his cultivation, isn't it? Are you courting death?

At this moment, Emperor Yuwen appeared to be very worried about Feng Jinyu on the surface, but he was really happy in his heart.

This should be the way it should be, and there should be a serious conflict. It would be best if this Feng Wang could be slapped to death by Leng Wuyou.

Because of Prince Feng's words, the audience fell into extreme silence.

Occasionally, a bird flew over the sky, and it seemed a bit upside down, as if it was affected by the stagnant atmosphere.

From the people's point of view, although Leng Wuyou is so powerful that they can't even imagine it now, but the portrait of King Feng's God of War was so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people that they all fell to Lord Feng's side for a while.

The old lady whose back was supported by Leng Wuyou before now had a sad face on her face, she murmured for a while, and then walked out of the crowd slowly.

Then with such a plop, he knelt down directly, facing Feng Jinyu.

"My lord, my lord, all these incidents were caused by the untouchables, and have nothing to do with the seventh young master. If the lord wants to be punished, he can kneel everything on the untouchables. The untouchables can bear everything, even if it is this article of the untouchables. Old life, the prince can also take it."

As soon as she finished speaking, she kowtowed her head so hard that her skin was torn in a short while, and blood began to trickle down her forehead.

Leng Wuyou frowned. It's not that she didn't react before, but Feng Wang was in front, blocking Leng Wuyou, so she was a step slower.

Now seeing that the old lady's forehead was bleeding, her eyes darkened instantly.

The aura swelled in his body, "Get out."

A cold rolling word rang in King Feng's mind like a thunderbolt, and he was subconsciously shocked by the momentum and stepped back several steps.

(End of this chapter)