The evil concubine who confuses the world, the spirit master who defies the sky

Chapter 80

Sweat dripped down, evaporated by the high temperature and disappeared instantly.

Thick smoke choked his throat, Feng Lie covered his mouth and nose, and when he heard Mu Chen throwing a teacup and scolding not far away, he felt extremely irritable.

"Xiao Zhi, you are in the room, don't go out." Feng Zhuo came out from another room, followed by a few spiritual masters and walked out anxiously.

Feng Zhi immediately rushed out of the room, ran to Feng Zhuo and asked, "Father, what happened outside?"

Feng Zhuo frowned tightly, protected Feng Zhi in a spiritual power cover, and said in a deep voice: "I heard that the brat of the Ji family was so courageous that he brought someone to break in directly. Dad, go and have a look, you first Go back, lest too many people hurt you."

"Ji Yehuan?!" Feng Zhi suddenly raised his voice, because the voice was too high, the end of the sound was broken, "He dared to come to die!"

Not only was he humiliated in public that day, but Feng Zhi also blamed Ji Yehuan for everything he encountered at the prince's birthday banquet.

Feng Zhi had long wanted to find a chance to pick off Ji Yehuan's skin, but he didn't expect him to come to his door now, he was looking for death!
Those people who were sent out were also idiots, they couldn't even tie a piece of trash back, and even let people kill them!
"Father, I'm going, I'm going to smash that little bastard's face!"

Thinking of Ji Yehuan begging him for mercy with that face that was more beautiful than a woman, Feng Zhi felt a sense of torture in his heart.

Seeing him like this, Feng Zhuo no longer stopped him, but only told him to be careful.

Not only Feng Zhuo and the others, Feng Qing, the second master of the Feng family, also came out with others, and rushed to the front yard in a hurry.

A large family gathered together, and when they rushed to the outer courtyard, they saw a nightmare-like scene behind them, which they would never forget.

The fire started a prairie fire, and the scorching flames burned most of the sky red.

The ordinary guards and maids who had no time to escape were engulfed by the flames, only let out a short and hasty scream, and disappeared in an instant.

In the blazing fire that covered the sky, Ji Yehuan sat calmly, his red clothes fluttering in the wind.

The young man has red lips and white teeth, and his facial features are handsome and impeccable, which is more dazzling than the flames rising in front of his eyes.

She pointed at the fire in front of her with a feather fan, and asked the guard in black clothes behind her with a soft smile: "Isn't it beautiful?"

Shi Qi withdrew his gaze from the boy and looked forward.

Houses and trees were engulfed in flames, and exotic flowers and plants groaned in the flames.

Dozens of ordinary servants were drowned in the sea of ​​flames, and the mansion was in chaos.

Seventeen lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covering the blazing fire at the bottom of her eyes.

"Why, can't bear it?" The young man didn't turn his head, but seemed to know what the guard was thinking, he tapped his finger on the handrail and stopped.

Hearing this, the guard opened his eyes, looked at the young man's white and elegant neck under the black hair, and said for a moment, "It's beautiful."

Ji Yehuan chuckled, turned to look at Feng Lie, and said in a low voice, "Have you never seen such a beautiful scene before?"

Feng Lie stared at the raging fire in front of him, his eyes were empty, as if he had lost his soul.

Ji Yehuan smiled lowly, his smile was as clear and beautiful as an elf in a flame.

……

The few spirit sects who came from all over the mansion were putting out the fire with sullen faces, casting gazes at Ji Yehuan from time to time, like sharp blades.

Soon, the fire was extinguished with the joint efforts of all the spiritual masters of the Feng Mansion.

But the Feng family still suffered heavy losses.

There were quite a few spirit masters in the Feng family, but Ji Yehuan was too fast and caught them by surprise, so they were caught off guard and had no chance to organize any effective resistance.

After being ravaged by lightning and fire, Feng's mansion was full of broken walls and a scorched atmosphere.

The young man who caused all this smiled lightly, with a look of indifference in his eyes, like a god on high.

Feng Zhi creaked his fists and stared at Ji Yehuan with red eyes, wishing he could eat his flesh alive!
Not long ago, Feng Zhi was still imagining the pleasure of trampling Ji Yehuan under his feet.

(End of this chapter)