"You really recognize this short blade. Tell me, which of Shangguan, Sima, Ouyang, Nalan family you have heard of this knife, and the only people from these four families who have truly seen it were people from these four families." A glimmer flashed in Feng Xiao's eyes.

Nanny Liu knew that he had made a mistake and wanted to refute it, but he found that his body trembling could not stop. Blood Emperor Yingfeng, this name has a great deterrence to the four major families in the south, because in the past three years, he has killed a person from the four major families every month. As long as he has named the name, no matter how tightly protected it is, he will die without anyone knowing it.

"Don't you want to say it, right? Haha, it doesn't matter, I suddenly remembered a poor woman. Well, have you heard of Xiang Shu?" Feng Xiao's voice suddenly became cold, and his eyes were shining coldly at the person on the ground.

Nanny Liu's eyes stagnated and then dimmed. She knew that the other party had already understood everything, and all quibbling was futile in the face of the Blood Emperor Shadow Wind.

"I am not good at being a Miao clan leader. He is willing to be the second wife of Old Man Nalan for the sake of a little vain and wealth. No matter how stupid a woman is, she must have a limit." Feng Xiao waved his left hand and unbuttoned Nanny Liu, and said lightly: "Go back and tell your clan leader and his clan members that if you don't want to exterminate the clan, you will get all back to Miaojiang."

Nanny Liu regained her freedom, but she couldn't believe it for a moment. She stood up from the ground and looked at Feng Xiao with a look of surprise and suspicion.

"You...you really let me go? You are not afraid that I will reveal your identity."

Feng Xiao was speechless. She still whispered when she let her go, and she didn't even forget to find a reason to kill her. It seems that the Miao people's IQ is generally hopeless.

"I'll give you 3 seconds to disappear from me...3...2...Oh, it's not slow!" Feng Xiao curled his lips, too lazy to look at the Miao people who were in a hurry.

"Oh, Brother Yang, don't you stop her from escaping? Well... Although many people say I'm very handsome, I admit this, but you don't have to look at me like this... Wait, you can't be glass, right?... Oh, I'll just talk about it casually, you don't have to scare your legs to collapse." Feng Xiao looked at Yang Aotian who suddenly knelt on the ground helplessly.

Yang Aotian knelt on the ground, saying no.

Feng Xiao finally restrained his expression and said with a solemn look: "Get up, I can't stand it. You are a man, you should know that there is gold under your knees, so you can only kneel on your parents in heaven and earth, and there is no reason to kneel on me."

"There is a reason!" Yang Aotian looked up and looked at Feng Xiao's cold eyes: "You saved my sister!"

"Oh, then you don't have to kneel down. Sister Xiruo has already thanked me." Feng Xiao almost couldn't control the serious expression that was difficult to hold up, which made the lewd expression appear. He couldn't help but recall the wonderful feeling in his heart.

The mindless sentence obviously made Yang Aotian unable to figure it out at all, so he had to automatically skip it and said firmly: "Please accept me as his disciple!"

“…”

Being a master seems to be a good profession. Someone will do it for you to take tea and water to run away. The master only needs to shout two seemingly unfathomable words every day, and give it a random punch or kick, and the apprentice will immediately show excitement and admiration on his face and cry with his thighs.

But the problem is that others cannot practice Feng Xiao’s martial arts at all, even his adopted father, Fenghun Sword Saint, cannot.

Feng Xiao coughed twice and said seriously: "No! My skills cannot be passed on to outsiders."

"Then... please help my brother and sister to avenge you. I, Yang Aotian, will be a cow and a horse in my life!" Yang Aotian's existence at this level knew some hidden martial arts rules, so after Feng Xiao refused, he sighed in his heart and gave up.

"Help you get revenge?" Feng Xiao's voice became strange and he asked, "Yang Aotian, how old are you today?"

Yang Aotian was stunned. For some reason, he asked this question, but he answered truthfully: "22."

"22 years old?" Feng Xiao thought it lightly.

Bang!

Feng Xiao suddenly flew up and kicked Yang Aotian hard in the chest. The force was so strong that his body even made him turn twice in the air before falling to the ground.

"At 22 years old! You also know that you are only 22 years old and you still have so much time to live, why not take revenge yourself! What about your arrogance? What about your determination? Is it just a coward hidden under your proud appearance?!" Feng Xiao was really angry. Revenge? He was too sensitive to these two words, because this is a word that he would dream of in his dreams!

This person is somewhat the same as him, but if you really want to rely on others to avenge yourself...

Then you are not worthy of the name of Aotian!

"How can I take revenge? How do you ask me to take revenge!" Yang Aotian supported his hands and completely tore open his self-esteem, shouting hysterically: "Do you know! I have to face the entire Ximen family! I know the power of their best, but with the country protecting them, I can't shake them even if I practice for another hundred years!! I used to think that Ruoru would leave, and only my life would be left to die... But now I must protect Ruoru! So how can I take revenge!"

"Then if, what if, I will help you protect Xiruo?" Feng Xiao said lightly.

If you touch others so much, you must be responsible.

Yang Aotian was stunned and suddenly looked at him suspiciously. With his protection, Ruoruo was undoubtedly safe enough to be safer, but this guy would not have the idea of ​​Ruoruo. A big man took care of a blind and unable to walk... Damn! He was so sinister!

Feng Xiao was versatile and soon saw his suspicion in his eyes. He immediately said with a righteous look: "Don't worry, don't be so naughty as I think. My sister is about the same age as Xiruo. I will let her take care of Xiruo. Moreover, your place is not safe anymore."

Yang Aotian was silent, and the other party was telling the truth.

"And maybe one day I can help Sister Xiruo heal her legs and eyes." Feng Xiaoyu was unstable and had to leave a bomb.

Yang Aotian was indeed blown up. He was climbing on the ground and was about to die. He heard Feng Xiao's words immediately jumped up like a flea, holding Feng Xiao tightly and saying, "Are you saying true?"

He had already believed Feng Xiao's words, and the many magical things before had already made the best proof for him. Moreover, would the Blood Emperor Yingfeng be the one who speaks nonsense?

"Yes, but I'm not sure about the time, maybe a few months, maybe a few years."

Feng Xiaomo sighed. If he reached the second level of the Chaos Art, even if a person's heart was incomplete, as long as he had not died, he would have the confidence to make him a healthy person again - and if he had reached the second level of the Chaos Art back then, his adoptive father would not have died.

"It doesn't matter how long it takes, as long as there is hope." Yang Aotian was very excited. Letting his sister return to normal has always been his biggest luxury.

"As for revenge, it's still your own business!" Feng Xiao continued to look at his expression, "But I will never let you die."

"I see."

"You don't understand!" Feng Xiao's voice suddenly became cold: "Avenge is not only with your hands, but also with your brain; it is not only with your body, but also with your gods, let your enemies experience endless fear and despair before dying, and let your enemies regret coming to this world!! This is the real revenge. Resistance to die with a knife is an idiot's behavior."

Yang Aotian couldn't help but shudder.

This terrifying man seemed to be carrying hatred.

"Yingfeng! Please allow me to follow you!" Yang Aotian looked at Feng Xiao resolutely and spoke decisively.

Taking me? It seems to be a good idea. Feng Xiao pointed his nose a little. In the novel, there is often a turtle-like breath. A group of younger brothers are silent and worshipping like the surging water of the Yellow River. They worship and sincerely wish they could present their wives with both hands.

Feng Xiao forcibly resisted the urge to yell, "I will be your boss in the future" and said sincerely: "Men should live for themselves, how can they follow the footsteps of others? If you want, we can be friends and brothers in the future."

"Friends...Brothers..."

Yang Aotian was confused.

These two words are too strange and too far away for Yang Aotian.

From what he remembered, he was bullied by the family and the elder brother who was afraid of stealing his heir position, just because he was an illegitimate son. He did not fight, but silently put on a cold skull with thorns. The only warmth in his heart was his biological mother and sister who had no status. Slowly, protecting his mother and sister became his only purpose of living. For this reason, he excluded everyone and worked hard to exercise his body and martial arts every day. Whenever he bullied the person he protected, he would chase him like crazy. He successfully protected his mother and sister no longer received anger, but was increasingly hated by his father and family.

He was concealed by the cold, and was destined to have no friends.

But for friendship, everyone has a desire hidden in their bones. No matter who it is, they hope that when they are desperate and helpless, they can have a support to express and share hardships.

Yang Aotian wanted to say something, but felt his voice as if he was stuck in his throat. After a long time, he trembled his lips and said, "Can I?"

"Haha..." Feng Xiao patted his shoulder heavily, "As long as you want, we are brothers, so you can hand over my sister to me with confidence."

It's not bad to please my future brother-in-law...

Moreover, Xuanyuan Wan'er said that although Yang Aotian is cold and arrogant, he values ​​love and friendship. Once he opens his heart to someone, he will be devoted to him for the rest of his life.

But you don’t have to show such eyes—it’s like an old virgin who is over 30 suddenly sees naked beauties.

Feng Xiao naturally could not understand Yang Aotian's mood, and could not understand Yang Aotian's desire for friendship. What's more, he was the person Yang Aotian had always longed for the most.

"I am one year older than you. If you are willing to be my brother, just call me boss."

Feng Xiao felt a little relieved because he was actually one year younger than Yang Aotian, but he was used to being called by Xiao Tian and Chen Bing. Suddenly, if he was replaced by a second child, he would definitely have the urge to hit the wall.

Yang Aotian obviously did not have a deep understanding of the "second brother" enough, so he called respectfully: "Boss!"

Although the sound was still cold, there was a hint of warmth inside.
Chapter completed!