Chapter 222 Your Master (4)
The above is a set of pictures in the forbidden area, from Feng Chaoyun rushing to Murong Yunyi's tomb like mad, to the scene where he self-destructed Yuanshen holding the stone tablet and swallowing his last breath, all of them are shown.

This is a rare image bead that can remember the scene of the picture. In addition to having no sound, it can record images for several months, and then project them like a projector.

This is the image orb that Feng Zhuoxi set up in order to monitor Feng Chaoyun's secret activities in the forbidden area, but he didn't expect it to be of such a use at this moment.

After the video was shown, Feng Zhuoxi took back the pearl, and no one spoke in the whole main hall for a long time.

Suddenly, Liu's shrill cry was heard: "This damn ghost! This damn ghost left us like this... woo woo woo..."

Accompanied by Liu's cries, some older and dignified female relatives began to go forward to comfort her.

It took the old man a long time to catch his breath, and said: "Your father has passed away, you said that he gave you the seal of the Patriarch, who can prove it?"

Feng Zhuoxi smiled, and took out the last piece of paper that Feng Chaoyun left behind: "This is the proof. You have all read it just now, my father wrote the final last words before he died, and this is this piece of paper. "

Everyone saw the big black and red characters on it: If you want it, take it.

Some fell silent, while others became more irritable.

The old man was one of them, and he stomped the golden crutch again: "I disagree! For tens of thousands of years in the Feng family, there has never been a custom for a woman to be the head of the house! Don't say you can't do it with a daughter! Even if you are a man, you are worthy of being the Patriarch of the Feng Family based on your cultivation? For tens of thousands of years, no one knows that the Patriarch of the Feng Family has always been occupied by the strongest! What are you! Dare to be presumptuous here! Hurry up and hand over the seal of the Patriarch, otherwise, don't blame the old man for being rude!"

Feng Zhuoxi smiled contemptuously, not looking at the old man whose face had already turned purple like an eggplant, took another cup of hot tea and drank it gracefully.

"Feng Zhuoxi! Today, this old man must teach you a good lesson for this ungrateful little girl!" The golden crutch was suddenly used as a murder weapon.

The old man really deserved to be a strong contender for the head of the family back then. He used [-]% of his spiritual power in a rage, which was almost unstoppable.

Everyone thought that Feng Zhuoxi would be killed under the golden crutches today, blood splashed on the spot, Liu looked at everything in front of her in a daze, wanted to tell people to stop but couldn't make a sound, so she could only close her eyes, Can't bear to watch it any longer.

With a bang, someone fell to the ground.

Some people standing behind couldn't see clearly, they rushed over in a hurry, wanting to see how that ignorant girl Feng Zhuoxi was beaten by the old master.

But all the people who squeezed past were stunned.

Because the person who fell was their respected and highly cultivated old man.

Feng Zhuoxi was still sitting in that position with a look of contempt, holding a scarlet long sword in his right hand, and a half-full cup of tea in his left hand, without even the slightest splash splash out.

"Nine Heavens Spirit Sword!" The youngest son of the clan who was present today finally called out.

(End of this chapter)

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