Bigan shook her head and said with great certainty: "I am not worried about my family's safety. I know very well that Master Wen is a person, and he will not hurt my family."

Hearing these overconfident words, Chu Feng couldn't help laughing.

"Well, if you were your nephew, would you be worried? He is the king today. He is determined to kill a rebellious family member. I think Grand Master Wen cannot object to it."

These words made Bigan's face pale suddenly. He put the king under house arrest. The king must have hated him very much. Last time, the king didn't care even to pry his heart. How could he care about his family?

"Captain Xian, Shen Gong Xian Chang and Nezha Xiao Xian Chang, can you arrive at Chaoge on time?"

Bi Gan was obviously panicked, so he grabbed Chu Feng's belt hard, and the veins on his back were thrust.

"If you are anxious, I will take you back to Chaoge now, but if you have to think about how to face the king and the Grand Master Wen, you might as well kill them both and be the king yourself."

Chu Feng remained unchanged and mentioned his previous suggestions.

Kill King Zhou and Grand Master Wen, and Bi Gan became the king of Shang, and see if there is any reason for Xiqi to oppose it.

Bi's head shakes like something.

"No, absolutely not. Even if the king kills all the people in my family, I will not kill the king."

Hearing this, Chu Feng really wanted to turn around. What kind of people in the Shang Dynasty are all? The leader is trying to die, while the second-ranked person is blindly discouraged.

It's simply impossible to take it.

If it weren't for this multiple-choice question, there were only two answers and the other one could not be chosen. Chu Feng really didn't want to worry about this bullshit matter. Let Shang Tang people die for themselves.

"Sir, Immortal, please take me back to Chaoge immediately without further ado."

Bigan said anxiously about her family's safety.

Although it is acceptable, if possible, who would be willing to watch their relatives die?

Chu Feng nodded, and flew into the clouds like a piece of cloth, carrying Bigan in one go, supporting a golden aperture, and flying rapidly. White clouds flashed in front of his eyes. After a few breaths, he came to the clouds above Prince Bigan's Mansion.

I happened to see thousands of soldiers surrounding the place with weapons in their hands. The leader was an old man riding a black unicorn, holding a double whip in his hands, and three eyes.

He is majestic and majestic, and you don’t have to guess who it is.

"Wen Zhong, you old man, as a practitioner of Taoism, don't even let go of old people and children. It's really shameless."

Standing in front of the main hall, Shen Gongbao, who was protecting Bigan, scolded him angrily.

The picture is beautiful and can't believe it. This is something that Shen Gongbao, who is famous for his shamelessness, can do.

"Shen Gongbao, I think you are a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun. If you don't have the same knowledge as you, you will get out of the way if you know each other."

Wen Zhong did not take Shen Gongbao seriously at all, with contempt on his face.

"Wen Zhong, I ask myself that I am your uncle. If you don't even shout a uncle when you meet, are you too rude? Haven't your master Jin Ling taught you to respect your teacher?"

Shen Gongbao was very dissatisfied. He was a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun. Wen Zhong was nothing. The disciple of the Jinling Holy Mother of Jie Sect. It seems that he is not a direct descendant. A disciple of the three generations of Jie Sect is very good, and he is also worthy of pretending to be garlic in front of him.

"Shen Gongbao, instead of wasting endless talk, you might as well come up and fight with me."

Wen Zhong's eyes opened and closed, and the divine light was ready to shoot out at any time.
Chapter completed!