Just now I asked her to help treat Junior Brother Wu, but she choked half to death on her words. How could she help others?
Liu Wuyan also smiled bitterly and said nothing more.
"By the way, since he is an old friend of Master Liu, I will go visit him when I am free," Feng Congyun said again.
"No, it's not actually an old friend, but an old friend from my ancestor. He was originally a cultivator in the human dimension. He hadn't reached the holy level yet, but he came to the heavenly realm and was seriously injured. You have nothing to do with him.
There’s no need to go.” Liu Wuyan declined.
After hearing what he said, Feng Congyun no longer insisted and sent him out.
When he came back, Feng Lengsong was leaning on the bedside, gritting his teeth and not knowing what he was thinking.
"Leng Song, what happened this time?" Feng Congyun asked seriously.
"It's all that bitch Ling Chuxi and that bitch Xie Feiying..." Feng Lengsong cursed fiercely before calming down and telling everything from beginning to end. Of course, there are
The details should still be reserved. From his point of view, he naturally talked about how insidious Ling Chuxi and Xie Feiying were, how shameless they were, and how they carried out sneak attacks.
"I didn't expect that Xie Feiying was actually a martial arts cultivator, and I didn't expect that Ling Chuxi would have such strength." After listening to Feng Lengsong's words, Feng Congyun sighed and said.
If he had known that this would be the result, he shouldn't have let Feng Lengsong take the risk.
"Dad, I will cut these two bitches into thousands of pieces and make them die a miserable death." Feng Leng Song gasped like a wounded beast.
"Leng Song, since it has been confirmed that your second uncle's death is related to her, I will not let her go, nor will I let that bitch Xie Feiying go. However, our Feng family's current strength is not suitable for us to fight against the Piaomiao Clan.
The two elders Jie Tong and Chi Hanbing are not afraid of losing face, but Grandma Ling has no choice but to do it now. If she takes action now, it will only benefit others."
"And your injury hasn't healed yet. You need to rest for a while to regain your strength. This time in retreat, my father has hit the bottleneck of promotion. He will retreat again tomorrow. When he comes out of retreat this time, he will definitely be promoted. By then, he will definitely be promoted.
I will avenge the bloodshed of you and Ru Tao with my own hands." Feng Congyun said loudly. But he did not tell Feng Lengsong that even if he recovered from his injuries, he would only be able to regain his previous eight-level strength, and he would not be able to move forward for the rest of his life for fear of harming him.
He was hit too hard.
"Yes, father, I will not act rashly." Feng Lengsong said.
"Then you should have a good rest first. I will arrange a dinner first, and we will have a few drinks in the evening." Feng Congyun said.
"Yes, father." Feng Lengsong nodded.
As soon as Feng Congyun left the room, Feng Lengsong's expression became uncertain. After a long time, Feng Lengsong took out a token from his arms. It was exactly the token that Feng Congyun had given him before, which could command the masters of the family.
The order of the head of the household.
Although Feng Congyun did not tell him the truth about the injury, as a cultivator, how could he not feel it?
It was over, his life's faith and his life's hope were all over. Everything was regretted in Ling Chuxi's hands.
At this time, his heart was filled with hatred and he even lost his mind.
Who knows how long it will take for his father to retreat this time, and whether he can advance smoothly. He can't wait, not even a moment. He must kill Ling Chuxi, otherwise he will suffer one more day of hatred for every extra day he lives.
If you suffer, you will suffer for one more day.
He wants to kill Ling Chuxi, no, he wants to make Ling Chuxi's life worse than death!