Xiao Feng stood up unsteadily from the swamp, stuck his long knife on the ground, used his spiritual power to support himself from sinking, and raised his head to stare at Xuanwu in front of him.
His eyes were full of stubbornness.
"For what? For my brothers, for my family, for the irreplaceable existence in my heart, these things - do you understand?"
Seeing the persistence in Xiao Feng's eyes, Xuanwu fell silent for a moment and did not attack him again.
But Xiao Feng ignored this silence at all. In his opinion, Xuanwu just wanted to wait for him to catch his breath before knocking him down again.
The other party wants to completely defeat his will.
But Xuanwu's next move made him extremely surprised. This guy actually...
Xuanwu's body disappeared in a flash, and appeared behind Xiao Feng in an instant. Before he could react, he sucked out all the violent spiritual power remaining in his body.
"Okay, you go in."
Xiao Feng squeezed his palm and looked at Xuanwu in front of him in disbelief.
But the other party responded to him by raising his hand and slapping him, forcing him out and smashing his head into the door behind Xuanwu.
You simply didn't give him any chance to resist.
Xiao Feng now wants to know why Xuanwu let him in, but what he wants to say more is, why didn't he open the door? Could it be that he was allowed to run into it like this?
My God, he’s not a tough guy!
However, just when Xiao Feng was about to approach the door, the golden door opened in time and just let him in.
"Fortunately, I finally don't have to worry about it anymore."
"..."
Seeing that Xiao Feng finally entered, Xuanwu silently glanced at the direction of the door, and finally slowly walked back to his original position and sat cross-legged again.
As if what just happened didn't exist, everything was so quiet.
At the same time, in front of the main hall of the imperial city, a man in blue clothes covered in blood, holding a feather fan stained red with blood, stood at the door of the main hall.
Opposite him were a dozen core members of the empire.
But at this moment, their faces were looking at the man in front of them with great solemnity, and they did not dare to act rashly.
How many decades has it been? Someone actually dared to face more than a dozen of them by one person. What kind of courage is this?
Moreover, the background that supports this kind of courage will naturally not be too weak.
"Everyone, our young master has no ill intentions towards you. We are here just to take away an insignificant person like me."
Zhuge Liang shook the feather fan in his hand slightly, with a look of ease on his face, "As long as we take that person away, we will leave immediately. As for today's loss, we will forget about it."
Zhuge Liang's words made the faces of the dozen or so important people look very gloomy, especially those marshals who had been stationed at the border all year round. They were all aroused at this moment.
The next moment Zhuge Liang spoke, a man wearing jet black armor walked directly in front of Zhuge Liang with heavy steps and said angrily.
"Your Excellency, you really have such a strong tone. What if we don't want to? Don't say that you just let it go, we are not ready to let you go yet!"
Hearing what the marshal said, Zhuge Liang pretended to be surprised and looked at the people behind the marshal with a joking face, "Oh? So, what this gentleman said is what you mean?"