"Third uncle! Fu Tang is doing it all on his own!" Fu Yixue said with a slight frown.
"Fu Yixue! You bitch, you really embarrass our Fu family, and you are still protecting that bastard behind you! Are you blind? My limbs were destroyed by this person!"
"The origin of this son is unknown. As soon as he came to our Fu family, he disabled my limbs and even injured Wu Tong. This is contempt for our Fu family and a slap in the face of our Fu family!"
Fu Tang, who was lying on the stretcher, turned red with excitement when he heard Fu Yixue's words, but the words he said were extremely unpleasant.
"Fu Tang! Don't slander me. If you hadn't been aggressive and made things difficult for Mu Feng at the beginning, Mu Feng wouldn't have resisted!"
Fu Yixue was so angry that her chest heaved violently, and her heroic eyes stared at Fu Tang coldly.
"It turns out that this little brother's name is Mu Feng!"
Fu Jingming, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke. His sharp eyes were fixed on Mu Feng, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The smile is very cold, with a hint of joking. ??
"Do you know that injuring a direct descendant of my Fu family is a serious crime, and you will be subject to the torture of beheading and skinning! I wonder if you are mentally prepared?"
Fu Jingming looked Mu Feng up and down, his eyes becoming more and more playful, like a cat looking at a mouse.
"Third uncle! Don't go too far? Our Fu family has a clear rule. If someone attacks the direct descendants first, they will naturally be punished! But if the direct descendants make the first move, then their skills are inferior to others!"
"Fu Tang did everything first. Mu Feng just resisted. Moreover, he had already been merciful and spared Fu Tang's life. Otherwise, Fu Tang would not only have his limbs disabled now!"
Fu Yixue argued hard, her heart filled with indignation. It was clearly Fu Tang who made the move first, so why did he blame Mu Feng for all the faults?
Was it because Mu Feng had no power that the kingdom was born?
"Niece Yixue! So you want to keep him safe?" Fu Jingming said in a persuasive manner.
"I want justice! I want to see the head of the family now and let the head of the family judge!" Fu Yixue said in a deep voice.
Fu Jingming shook his head , said: "The master of the family is still in seclusion. There is really no need to disturb him for such a trivial matter! If you must protect this son, the third uncle has no choice but to follow the family rules!"
"Elder! According to family rules, if a member of the clan shields an outsider who commits an offense, what crime should he face?" Fu Jingming looked at an old man beside him.
This old man's eyes are sinister, like a vulture, giving people a sinister feeling. He is Yi Zimo, the eldest elder of the Fu family, and he is extremely powerful.
"Reply to Third Master! If someone within the clan harbors outsiders and harms the interests of my Fu family, the punishment will be to have their cultivation level abolished and be expelled; to the worst case, they will be imprisoned on death row and subjected to eighteen kinds of torture before being beheaded!"
Yi Zimo's eyes were serious, his words were eloquent, and his face was full of righteousness and awe-inspiring expressions.
Fu Yixue's pretty face changed completely, and she looked at Fu Jingming and Yi Zimo in disbelief. She finally understood why the two came together.
They wanted to use Mu Feng's excuse to completely overthrow the mother and son.
In the past, they did not dare to touch them because they had no reason and Fu Yingshao was protecting them from behind.
Now, Fu Yingshao is still in seclusion, and Fu Yixue has violated what they call the 'family rules', so they can't wait to attack the mother and son.
Fu Jingming nodded, with a look of regret on his face, and said, "Yixue! Third uncle doesn't want to do this either, but you are really too ignorant!"
"Let's do this! After all, you and I are connected by blood, and Third Uncle will give you a chance! You can take this son with your own hands, and then abandon your cultivation. Third Uncle will consider letting you mother and daughter go!"
Fu Yixue was so angry that her delicate body trembled. Fu Jingming had gone too far. She and Mu Feng were right, but Fu Tang was wrong, but now he was pretending to be giving alms.
"Miss Yixue! The third master is right, it's better to turn around and cherish this opportunity!" Yi Zimo said gloomily.
"Fu Yixue! Did you hear that? You
This bitch still won't do as she is told? The second aunt is already pitiful, she only has a few days left to live! Are you willing to let her sleep on the street with those beggars in her dying moments?" Fu Tang laughed arrogantly.
Fu Jingming, Yi Zimo and others all raised their lips slightly, waiting for Fu Yixue to make a decision.
Of course, whether Fu Yixue makes a decision or not, all the initiative is already in their hands.
"Noisy!"
Just as everyone's eyes fell on Fu Yixue, waiting for the latter's action, a cold voice slowly sounded.
Afterimages passed through the courtyard, quickly heading towards Fu Tang.
"Well? You are looking for death!"
Fu Jingming was the first to react. With a cold snort, he shot out the air with his right palm. The terrifying spiritual energy surged out like a tide and enveloped the figure.
But what shocked his eyes was that what he hit was actually a phantom.
The moment Fu Jingming took action, Yi Zimo and the other four elders also took action, trying to stop Mu Feng.
And they also rushed to nothing, but hit the virtual image.
In an instant, Mu Feng had already rushed in front of Fu Tang, his right hand turned into a claw and grabbed Fu Tang.
"you……"
Fu Tang turned pale with fright. He did not expect Mu Feng to be so courageous and dare to attack him in front of so many Fu family masters.
"Master Fu Tang, be careful!"
Next to Fu Tang, Wu Tong shouted loudly, stepped forward, and punched out with his right fist, carrying a huge force and hitting Mu Feng.
Mu Feng's expression remained unchanged, two rays of sword-shaped light flashed out from his eyes, and the terrifying will of the sword burst out from the sword-shaped light.
As soon as Wu Tong's right fist reached Mu Feng's face, his whole body froze and stopped, and his eyes became dull.
The will of the sword is so terrifying. Wu Tong's cultivation is weaker than that of Mu Feng, and his willpower is not strong. At that moment, his consciousness was destroyed by the will of the sword. r> Without even looking at Wu Tong, Mu Feng clasped the claws of his right hand on Fu Tang's neck and lifted him up in the air.
"Wu Tong! What are you doing?"
Fu Tang looked horrified and shouted at Wu Tong, who was frozen in place and motionless.
Fu Jingming, Yi Zimo and others surrounded Mu Feng, looking at Wu Tong who was frozen in place with the same strange eyes.
They watched with their own eyes as Wu Tong launched an attack on Mu Feng and then stopped inexplicably.
A warrior stepped forward and patted Wu Tong on the shoulder, wanting to ask the latter what was going on.
Plop!
Wu Tong fell to the ground on his back, his eyes turned white and he lost all breath.
"Wu Tong...is dead!"
Everyone was shocked and looked at Wu Tong who fell to the ground in disbelief.
"How did you die?"
Fu Jingming's pupils tightened, and he suddenly raised his head to stare at the boy who was holding Fu Tang's neck.
Could it be this guy did it? But how did he do it?
"Mu Feng! Let Fu Tang go!" Fu Jingming's eyes flashed and he shouted in a deep voice.
"I let Fu Tang go, will you let me and Fu Yixue go?" Mu Feng sneered.
"Humph! These are two different things. You have already made a mistake once before. Don't make it again and again!" Fu Jingming said coldly.
Mu Feng's face was full of sarcasm, and he said: "Fu Jingming! You are really smart. You want me to let Fu Tang go, but you are also prepared to punish me with the so-called 'family rules'!"
"Who do you think you are in my eyes? Since you said they are two different things, then after I kill this noisy fly, we can talk slowly!"
As he spoke, the spiritual energy in Mu Feng's right hand surged, and he twisted it violently. There was a clicking sound, and Fu Tang's neck twisted, and he refused to close his eyes.
He never thought until his death that things would reach this point, and he was filled with regret.