I saw two palms hitting each other, the powerful spiritual energy rushed away the turbulent air around them, strong winds blew up, and the long hair flew.
Two figures, one purple and one black, were like a whirlwind, spinning rapidly on the spot like a tornado.
In the howling wind, their bodies kept spinning and flying upwards, and the bright sunshine made it difficult for people to open their eyes and take a closer look at the battle situation in the sky.
Boom boom boom!
Several more loud noises were heard in the dull air, and Emperor Ling Xiao, the Queen Mother and others who came after hearing the news were stunned.
The Queen Mother was surprised: "What's going on? Who are those two people above?"
Feng Junchen, the only one who didn't deflect the glare, stepped forward, saluted the emperor and others, and then said: "Returning to the emperor's grandmother, those are the eighth brother and the sixteenth brother."
"What? Why did the two of them fight?" The emperor was angry!
On his square and square face with Chinese character, two thick sword-shaped eyebrows were furrowed into the shape of Sichuan character.
When he looked at Feng Qingyang with sharp eyes, he asked with concern: "Yang'er, are you injured?"
"No! Father, please let Brother Bage come down, and Yang'er will be punished for Xi'er!"
Feng Qingyang timidly pursed her lips and looked into the air with worry.
This was an emotion that the emperor had never seen in him before. He never knew that his Yang'er would worry about someone else.
Thinking of his former coldness and indifference, Emperor Ling Xiao couldn't help but turn his gaze to the sky. Did that woman change his son?
Was it that woman who taught her son how to cherish someone?
After shaking his head, he quickly came back from his thoughts. When he looked at Feng Junchen, his eyes were serious and his tone was stern: "Prince, what is going on? Why are you being punished and not being punished? How can you let it go?
Your eighth brother and Xi'er started fighting? How unbecoming is this!"
Feng Junchen's expression changed after a series of accusations.
Look at the emperor's caring attitude towards Feng Qingyang, and look at the tone of speaking to him...the different treatment that has never changed in the past ten years!
Even if he canonize him as a prince with the help of his mother, his weight in front of his father is still not as good as this damn fool in front of him!
This ominous fool!
Feng Junchen hates it. That hatred has been lurking in his heart for many years. He has never shown it, and he won't show it now!
Even when he was scolded in front of everyone, his eyes only flickered, and he quickly returned to his usual humility and meekness in front of Emperor Ling Xiao.
He bowed and saluted Emperor Ling Xiao, and explained: "Father, this matter is a long story. I would like to ask my father and grandmother to listen to Chen'er's explanation."
"What time has it been? You still have to tell me. Chen'er, please pick out the key points without showing any favoritism."
The Empress Dowager is an impatient person, and she doesn't have time to listen to Feng Junchen's mushrooms.
When Feng Junchen was yelled at, his lips froze for two seconds, and he immediately nodded in agreement: "Yes, Grandma Huang.
Actually, the thing is like this, the demon beast of the sixteenth brother and sister beat the eighth brother and sister, and the eighth brother couldn't stand it, so he asked the sixteenth brother and sister to give an explanation, but the sixteenth brother and sister refused, so this is why..."
"So they started fighting? Ridiculous!" Emperor Ling Xiao angrily interrupted Feng Junchen's words and pointed at Feng Qingyang: "Then what's the point of asking Yang'er to be punished? Xi'er didn't apologize, Aotian said
Are you going to bully Yang'er? Bastard!"
His sleeves turned up, and a ray of blue light suddenly rushed into the sky, suddenly separating the entwined figures of purple-red and yellow.