Feng Tongtian did not expect that Nalan Song would take the initiative to say a strike.
If Nalan Song did not propose a strike, even if he did not take the initiative to attack, Feng Tongtian would not be able to hold on for long. Therefore, Nalan Song's actions made Feng Tongtian very puzzled.
However, even so, Feng Tongtian was still suffering from being unable to open his mouth. He wanted to nod, but was afraid of losing his identity. For a while, the sweat on his forehead seemed to be even more.
Nalan Song seemed to see Feng Tongtian's unchanging attitude and opened his mouth to smile, "Okay, okay, if you don't want to give up, how about I admit defeat. I will count to three, and you and I will withdraw our power to avoid accidental injury. One... two...
…three……"
After counting three times, Feng Tongtian removed his palm with relief. He immediately felt that all the energy in his body was leaking out like a flood that had opened a floodgate, and he had no strength left in his body.
On the other hand, Nalan Song still looked indifferent and looked at him happily.
Feng Tongtian felt awe-struck in his heart. Of course he knew that the founding master of Fengjiabao's ancestors had a master with extraordinary skills, named Nalan Song. That ancestor's skills were so superb, could it be...
Feng Tongtian couldn't imagine that there were indeed rumors about immortality in this world. However, if he was allowed to believe that the old guy in front of him was Nalan Song, the ancestor of Fengjiabao... Feng Tongtian would really not be able to accept it.
"Thank you for your permission." Although Feng Tongtian defended his shortcomings, he was still a bachelor in doing things and did not shy away from what Nalansong asked him to do. "Today Feng Tongtian has learned a lesson. There are people outside the world, and there is a world outside the world. I, Feng Tongtian, stand here today and do whatever you want.
, Under self-control, Fengjiabao disciples cannot resist, and resisting is futile anyway."
Nalan Song chuckled, "Resist? What's there to resist? I, Nalan Song, am a reasonable person. We are not here to demolish the Feng Family Fort today. We are here to seek justice for our Lord's sister Zi Ling."
"
Feng Tongtian took a step forward and puffed out his chest, "Senior, if you want to seek justice, you can seek justice from me, the father. My dog is the only offspring of three generations of the Feng family. Please let him go."
Nalan Song snorted, "Du Miao? Other people's children are not raised by their mother's father? Feng Tongtian, you know what I am capable of. If I really committed a crime and slaughtered all Feng Jiabao today, what do you think of your family's children?"
Can the little bastard run away?"
Feng Tongtian stood there, looking extremely painful. He gritted his teeth and groaned for a moment, then looked up to the sky and roared, "Okay! There is no way to avoid disaster. Whether he can survive today depends on his luck. If I can protect him for a while,
But I can’t protect him for the rest of his life.”
"Go and find out the little bastard!" Feng Tongtian ordered. The two principals, with sad and angry faces, walked into the back hall and dragged a person back.
The man was not very old, but looked about eighteen or nineteen. It seemed that he was the youngest son of Feng Tongtian, an old man. I am afraid that it was because of this that he was spoiled rotten.
"Daddy!" Young Fort Master Feng Jun shouted like a pig being slaughtered, "My child is wrong. I know I am wrong. Please don't hand me over to them. Father, please save me!"
Feng Tongtian looked at Feng Jun, and the feeling of licking the calf was vivid on the paper. However, for a long time, he could only grit his teeth and stand there, with his heart already starting to bleed. He kept saying silently, brat, it's just because dad dotes on you too much.
You have provoked such a big enemy. If something happens to you, I can't help but let dad go with you.