Feng Qianshang's eyes turned red, "You actually dare to hurt my mother, I will fight with you."

After saying that, he ran directly towards Feng Yanyan.

Feng Min hurriedly said, "No! Let's go! Chang'er, let's go!"

Feng Yanyan casually picked up a sword and threw it. The sword blade swept through the air and directly cut through Feng Qianshang's knee.

Feng Qianshang felt a pain in her knees and couldn't support herself any longer, so she fell directly to the ground.

Feng Yanyan sent Feng Min to Feng Min's side and arrived in front of Feng Qianshang.

Feng Min was heartbroken when she saw this, "Shang'er, why did you come..."

"It's too late." Feng Yanyan raised her hand, strangled Feng Qianshang's neck accurately, and easily lifted her up from the ground, "I originally wanted to leave you to the last one, but I didn't expect you to come first. Since

So, let’s start with you.”

Feng Min vomited blood, endured the pain and broke the sword pierced into her shoulder. She crawled with difficulty and approached Feng Yanyan's direction, shouting,

"Feng Yanyan! Whatever you want to do, come at me! Don't hurt Chang'er!"

Feng Yanyan turned a deaf ear to her words.

Feng Qianshang could still be arrogant at first, but her arrogance completely disappeared the moment she saw Feng Yanyan.

Her neck was tightly strangled, and her feet were forced to be lifted farther and farther away from the ground.

She saw the cruelty and murderous intent in Feng Yanyan's eyes.

It's stronger than every time I've seen it before.

Breathing became increasingly difficult. Feng Qianshang couldn't hold on to her hand tightly, and her face gradually turned pale.

Feng Yanyan narrowed her eyes, and before Feng Qianshang was about to die, she threw him out with all her strength.

No regrets.

It's like throwing away some garbage.

Feng Qianshang was thrown out and fell directly to the ground. The fishy smell became stronger and stronger. When she opened her eyes, she could see the fat and writhing Gu worms. She vomited for a while, but what she vomited out was blood.

Her hands were on the ground.

She wanted to get up.

But her legs were cut and she couldn't use the strength. She only raised her upper body slightly and fell to the ground again.

Feng Min was heartbroken and exclaimed, "Shang'er——"

Feng Yanyan slowly walked up to her and settled matters with her.

"You gave A Ming thirty-seven soul-locking nails. That day, I watched those soul-locking nails being removed from his body. Now that I have seen you today, I will heal the wounds you gave to A Ming.

return."

As he spoke, the silver thread flew out of his sleeve and he took the sword from the ground as quickly as possible and stabbed Feng Qianshang on her body.

Thirty-seven swords can instantly turn a person into a hedgehog.

Feng Qianshang screamed, "Ah——"

The cry of pain echoed throughout the Nanyuan Palace, but no one came forward.

"Shang'er, my Chang'er!" Feng Min resented, "Feng Yanyan, I did everything. If you have the ability, just come to me!"

Feng Yanyan took a glance, raised her hand and grabbed the back collar of Feng Qianshang's clothes, and dragged her up.

Where Feng Qianshang passed by, blood stains spread all over the ground.

Feng Yanyan threw the person in front of Feng Min, her face expressionless, her hair stained with blood sticking to the side of her cheek, making her as beautiful as a lustful ghost crawling out of the land, chasing after her soul for life.

She let go of her hands and stood up slowly,

"Compared to what you have done, what I am doing now is only one-tenth of what you are doing."

Feng Qianshang's whole body was twitching in pain. She could hardly open her eyelids in pain. She kept vomiting blood, slurred her speech, and did not forget to curse.

"Feng Yanyan, you will not die well."

With her hands empty, Feng Yanyan turned around and picked up another sword.

She stood in front of Feng Qianshang, raised her hand, put the sword on Feng Qianshang's shoulder, pointed the edged sword at her neck, and spoke indifferently,

"You don't know whether I will die a good death or not. But you are going to die here today."

Feng Min held Feng Qianshang in her arms and pushed Feng Yanyan's sword with her hand, "Wait a minute! Don't kill her!"

Feng Yanyan ignored Feng Min's howl. With a little force, the sword had already cut through the skin on Feng Qianshang's neck.

Feng Min clutched the sword tightly, her palm was pierced, and blood flowed down the sword.

She raised her head suddenly and asked almost pleadingly, "Do you still want to see Sister Ni?"

Feng Yanyan's movements paused.

Feng Min used her last strength and looked up, "Do you want to see your mother?"

Feng Yanyan stopped her hands and narrowed her eyes slightly, "What tricks do you want to play again?"

Feng Min's blood-stained lips were smiling, "Don't you just want to avenge your mother! After leaving Nanyuan for so many years, I'm afraid I don't remember what she looks like."

Feng Yanyan's eyes were scrutinizing, "You're lying to me."

She remembered that there was a fire in the temple that day and no one could come out.

Feng Min admitted, "I set the fire."

Feng Yanyan's blood surged and he stepped on her chest.

Feng Min was so painful that she vomited out a mouthful of blood and said in a broken voice, "But, I had someone take her away in advance..."

It was originally intended to be a multi-layered containment.

After all, apart from Feng Ming, the only one who can control Feng Yanyan is Feng Ni.

Feng Yanyan: "..."

Feng Min stared at her closely, "I am the only one who knows about this matter. Of course you don't have to believe my words, but you only have one chance."

Seeing Feng Yanyan's pupils wavering, Feng Min smiled, her smile broken and miserable,

"Yanyan, at least you have called me aunt, so I am naturally willing to help you. You and Sister Ni have been separated for eleven years, and you killed me just to avenge her. Do you really not want to see her?"

Her side?"

"..."

"If you kill me, you will never see your mother again in this life."

Feng Yanyan knew that Feng Min was gambling, but she finally let go.

"……where is she?"

"The Royal Tomb."

"..."

"After taking her out of the palace, I raised her there. Anyway, I have been sisters with Sister Ni for many years, so I will naturally take care of her."

Feng Min covered the wound and said, "Yanyan, if you still want to see Sister Ni, come with me yourself. You also know that outsiders are not allowed to enter the Nanyuan Royal Tomb."

Ling Xue looked disapproving, "No! Who knows what tricks she will play! Girl, you can't go."

Mo Ying also disagreed, "Miss Feng, this is not feasible."

Feng Yanyan was silent for a moment, and finally put down her sword.

At this moment, Mo Ying had no choice but to let go.

So, Hongying, who was originally captured by Mo Ying, came to Fengmin and helped Fengmin up.

Feng Min was supported by others and gained strength. A smile appeared on her lips again, "Okay, I'll take you there right now."

**

The stone statues were turned around, and the royal tomb, which had not been visited for many years, was opened.

In the dark corridor, Feng Min was supported by Hongying and walked forward.

This is Feng Yanyan’s first visit to Wangling.

As we walked deeper and deeper, the road gradually opened up, and we could vaguely feel the wind blowing in front of us.

Feng Min raised her hand to open the mechanism. The door of the stone room opened, and a figure appeared inside.

Everything in the room was well-furnished, and when Feng Yanyan saw that the person in front of her still looked like she remembered, she slowly knelt down and called out, "Mother."

The person in front of me didn't look back.

Lifelike, as if breathing, Feng Yanyan's hands fell on her shoulders.

There seemed to be something piercing into the palm of my hand. When I lowered my eyes, I saw that the palm of my hand was black.

Just as he was about to turn around, Hongying quickly struck out with a palm.

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