Emperor Leng's favorite belly black mad concubine

Chapter 1422 Strong Enemy [4]

The hand hanging by his side was tight and tight, could he say that he was doing it to get the soul-suppressing blood?
Can he say that he is doing it for Mu Chuxia?

Ye Xiyue looked at this scene indifferently, seeing Xiao Yishan's helplessness and Mu Feng's hatred in her eyes, she never made a sound to stop it.

Mu Feng might not know why Xiao Yishan did this, but she knew that Xiao Yishan did it for Mu Chuxia.

However, this was not enough for her to forgive Xiao Yishan.

Half a year ago, it was Xiao Yishan who took away the second master from the Royal Academy, and the person who pushed the second master into the fire pit was also Xiao Yishan. Although he was not the one who started it, he was the one who contributed to it.

"I'll kill you!" Mu Feng suddenly pulled out the sword of the guard at the side, and stabbed at Xiao Yishan!
In his heart, he has always only hated Xiao Yishan, and now with the matter of the second master, Mu Feng has reached the point where he hates Xiao Yishan. Fifteen years ago, he dug out his mother's heart and shattered her third love. With seven souls, 15 years later, he is actually in the company of people from the blood clan. He is really the lord of the Tianmo City in vain.

At the same time as Mu Feng drew his sword, Xiao Yishan obviously hadn't recovered from his astonishment, his eyes were full of shock.

Until a person stood in front of him.

Mu Feng was taken aback, "A Si?" The sword in his hand pierced into Asi's heart fiercely, without missing a beat.

"Young master, don't..." Asi endured the pain all over his body, and shook his head, "At this time, we can't fight among ourselves, and there are Feng Wu and people from the blood clan staring at us, so we can't be careless."

Xiao Yishan's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to support Asi, his eyes seemed to have aged several years in an instant, and he looked at Mu Feng in disbelief, he was so ruthless, did he really have no affection at all?

Mu Feng withdrew his hand tremblingly, and stared at Xiao Yishan coldly, "I will get back everything you owe me!"

For Xiao Yishan, he would never forgive him.

Feng Wu and others under the city wall were dumbfounded, what's going on?what happened?

As the young city lord, Mu Feng actually stabbed his father with his own hands with a sword?
Infighting?Still having a dispute?How much hatred can make one's own son kill his father with a sword?

"It's really interesting." Feng Wushi smiled and said, internal conflict is good, internal conflict is good.

Ye Xiyue turned around lightly, with a look of coldness in her eyes, staring straight at the white masked man, a blood clan?
The man in the white mask was confused for a moment. If Xiao Yishan had joined Ye Xiyue, Ye Xiyue should have stopped him when Mu Feng killed Xiao Yishan just now, but she didn't.

If it is said that Xiao Yishan did not join Ye Xiyue, then what happened to the armored army in front of the city gate?

The atmosphere is tense and explosive.

Ye Xiyue stared at the white masked man, "Hand him over!"

The man in the white mask was taken aback, "What do you mean?" The indifferent voice covered up a little coldness.

"The ability to pretend to be confused is really not small." Ye Xiyue raised her chin, "The blood clan has long been destroyed, and you pretend to be a member of the blood clan, and you have ulterior motives."

Bai Fan's eagle-like eyes narrowed instantly, "You know the secret of the blood race, so I won't keep you."

Bai Fan's figure flickered, and his shadow suddenly disappeared. Huang Junye gathered a touch of strength in his palm, "Bang! ' with a sound and waved towards the place where Bai Fan was standing just now.

Gunpowder smoke filled the air, splashing dust all over the place.

A powerful aura came suddenly, but it was Bai Fan who wanted to go up the city wall, but Huang Jun Ye guarded too tightly.

(End of this chapter)