Feng Mian wiped the sweat from his forehead and reached out to pat the faces of Huang Haoyu and Xu Qingyu. But there was no response.
Min Taihu took good care of his father Min Feng and walked over quickly. He glanced at everyone and asked doubtfully: "Didn't you unlock the special puppet technique of the Soul Sacrifice Sect? Why haven't you woke up yet?"
Feng Mian was also a little strange, but he was more helpless.
"If you don't wake up, I will break off our relationship with you! It took a lot of effort for me to get you here. It's a quieter place where you can recover better. The restrictions in your body have also been released, so there is no reason to still wake up!"
"
The breath is normal, the pulse is normal, and even the flow of spiritual energy in the heart is normal. Why don't you wake up? There is only one reason. They are all pretending to see Feng Mian's reaction.
With his hands behind his back, Feng Mian stood quietly with his back to them.
"Taihu, since they are not willing to wake up, then if they are still in this state after a while, then throw them directly to the bottom of the valley. I have no intention of playing with them. The matter has not been clarified yet, regardless of the severity."
Before he finished speaking, Feng Mian felt a pain in his ears.
"That's unreasonable! Who are you going to throw into the valley? Feng Mian, you've got great skills! You dare to throw me into the valley? You want to be beaten, right? Believe it or not, I will pluck your ears off?"
Yue Fengling actually woke up a long time ago, and the damage caused by the previous puppet technique was also recovered by Feng Mian's breath adjustment. The reason why she was unwilling to open her eyes was just to see what Feng Mian's attitude was. How could he be so direct?
"Oh, Ling'er, I was wrong! Isn't it okay that I was wrong?"
Feng Mian deliberately begged for mercy, but in fact, this level of mercy didn't even count as scratching the itch.
Everyone also burst into laughter and opened their eyes one after another.
He knew very well that Feng Mian would not blame them. They were only eager to save people, so they fell into the trap. If Feng Mian was ruthless, then he would not just trap them from the beginning, but directly
Killed.
Taking a step forward, Feng Mian glanced at everyone: "It seems that everything has recovered. The power of the Ten Thousand Soul Devouring Array did not cause much harm to you, which is worthy of gratitude. Now there is one thing I must do.
clear."
Everyone gathered around, and they naturally knew what Feng Mian's question was.
The first is Yue Fengling: "I have been in war, but now the influence of the Soul Sacrifice Sect has caused instability in Dai Viet and other countries. The power of the Soul Sacrifice Sect affects people's hearts and infinitely amplifies the greed deep in their hearts."
"Who in the imperial family is not ambitious? The desires, greed, and other things in their hearts are stronger than those of ordinary people. Therefore, after the aura of the Soul Sacrifice Sect spread everywhere, it aroused disputes among the countries."
Yue Fengling stepped forward with a serious look on her face.
"Although I said that the royal family's issues have nothing to do with me anymore, when the matter comes, I still can't stand by and watch. So as the commander-in-chief, I still fight for the Dai Viet Kingdom in World War II, but in the middle, I..."
At this time, Xu Qingyu also frowned, his thoughts were flowing, and he was also recalling the previous scenes.
"You also know that I don't like to be restrained the most, so after the incident at Laifeng Academy calmed down, I continued to travel, looking for masters to fight against. But when I walked to a place and heard a piece of news..."
Huang Haoyu also took a step forward. His experience was similar to that of Xu Qingyu. He was also undergoing training during this period because he was always dissatisfied and tried every means to surpass Feng.
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Mian, his cultivation has been steadily improving.
"So, you all rushed here for a common reason, that is, you all heard the news. As for me being trapped, there is a trap in the Holy Heaven Secret Formation, isn't it true?"
Turning around, Feng Mian looked at Tie Muyan coldly. He reached out and pinched his neck.
"Commander Ironwood, this must be your masterpiece, right? It was planned from the beginning, so it was you who spread the news, right? When you were in Black Prison City, you expected this step, so you sent them all
Bring me here."
The conversation changed and Feng Mian said coldly: "It's a pity that you didn't expect that even if your plan was really seamless, you didn't expect the changes in the Holy Heaven Secret Formation. The Heavenly Mystery Veins would recognize me as the master."
As long as you have the Divine Veins of Heaven in hand, the Soul Sacrifice Sect's puppet control will have no effect at all. No matter how strong a practitioner you are, as long as you have a sneak peek, you can easily resolve all traps.
Yue Fengling and others' expressions darkened, and they stared at Tie Muyan coldly.
The jade hand trembled, and the Qingfeng Sword appeared. It pointed directly at Tie Muyan: "Do you really think I don't dare to kill you? Fortunately, Feng Mian believed in you so much that he didn't even hide the Secret Formation of the Holy Sky. But you repaid kindness with hatred, you deserve to be damned!"
"Haha... haha... repaying kindness with hatred? What kind of kindness does he have to me? How can we talk about revenge? It's just that each is his own master and each takes what he needs. Now the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. You can say whatever you want."
Raising his hand, Tie Muyan revealed the soul-inducing mark on his wrist.
"Do you see clearly? Do you know what this is? This is the soul summoning seal, and it is also my death charm! Do you think I am willing to be the kind of heartless, ungrateful, and betrayal of Xiaoyaoju? Do I have a choice?"
The long sword was horizontal, and Yue Fengling put it on his neck: "Do you think you are pitiful? You can't help yourself? How many people in this world can make their own decisions? Poor people must be hateful."
As soon as she finished speaking, Yue Fengling's pretty face changed. She saw a gray-black whirlwind sweeping over the Qingfeng sword. She couldn't help but thrust forward, and the Qingfeng sword sank directly into Tie Muyan's chest. In an instant,
Kill.
Everyone saw this scene. Fortunately, they were not ordinary people. They all saw clearly what was going on. This was someone who wanted to kill people and silence them, and also wanted to frame him.
Suddenly, just as Feng Mian was about to grab Yue Fengling, he felt an overwhelming pain in his mind. Holding his head with both hands, he struggled painfully and half-knelt on the ground, sweat dripping down continuously in an instant.
"Feng Mian...what's wrong with you? What happened?"
Raising his hands, he stopped everyone: "I'm fine. I just consumed too much before, so I was bitten by the breath. You leave here first and protect me from the outside. I need a certain amount of time to rest and adjust my breathing."
It's the same state again, and after excessive consumption, what exactly is Feng Mian enduring?
On the outskirts of the valley, Yue Fengling's gloomy and pretty face made people afraid to get close. Others originally wanted to persuade her, but were intimidated by her aura and did not dare to get even closer.
"Why does he always have so many secrets? Why can't I figure out what he is thinking? Can I never get into his heart? Why!"
At this time, a beautiful shadow flashed across the sky. A jade hand gently placed on Yue Fengling's fragrant shoulder.
"Ling'er, care leads to chaos. Don't you know this truth? We should believe him. Feng Mian has his own way and his own way. What he needs to bear is what he should bear, do you understand?"
Yue Fengling turned around and stared at Lin Xiuran deeply: "Of course, it's really like this
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