Feng'an became anxious as soon as he heard this, and he caught up with Feng Yun a few times.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed Feng Yun's arm: "Fart, you framed me just to get in front of my father..."
Before he could finish his anxious words, Feng Yun suddenly turned around. There was no trace of anger on his face, only a cunning sneer.
He glanced at Feng An with contempt, and at the same time lowered his voice and said, "Even if I frame you, so what?"[
As soon as these words came out, Feng'an's expression changed.
Fengyun then raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Can you compare with me? Even if I framed you today, you will only be framed. Who said you didn't get a good pregnancy?"
After saying that, he quickly turned his head, his face changed again, full of anger and sadness, he hugged Emperor Mu and rushed towards the front hall of the king.
While shouting for the ruler of the country to comment.
Mu Huang closed his eyes and listened to Fengyun's double-dealing. He heard the voice and identified his position. He opened his eyes slightly and glanced not far away.
A group of people were approaching quickly from the edge of the woods. If he hadn't noticed, the leader seemed to be wearing bright yellow clothes, which were worn by the king of the country.
At this time, Prince Feng'an, who was completely angered by Fengyun's words, roared: "Helian Fengyun, I will kill you."
On one side, he swung the tiger whip in his hand and hit Feng Yun hard.
That's no mercy at all.
"Your Highness, Your Highness." The remaining people caught up from behind and couldn't help but become slightly confused when they saw this.
You can yell at Helian Fengyun and run against him, but you can't kill him.
The consequences of this killing...
All of them couldn't help but call out in fear.
He was not even a Fengyun Spirit Master, he was just a waste. If Feng An whipped him down, he would be his opponent.
Seeing this, Feng Yun ran with Emperor Mu in his arms, and shouted loudly: "Help, uncle, help, Feng An wants to kill Feng Yun..."
"Uncle, go to hell with your uncle. Even if the emperor comes today, I can't save you." Feng An was so angry that he waved his whip, with the tiger claws in his hands exposed, and rushed behind Feng Yun.
The sharp tiger claws stabbed Feng Yun's vest hard.
The people behind me were so frightened that they shouted repeatedly and were covered in cold sweat.