Just when he burst into burst, when he was almost about to catch Fengqi--
Feng Qi didn't know what hands and feet were moved by Feng Wu, when Uncle Feng touched Feng Qi!
A thunder in the sky flashed!
Just listening to a crackling sound sounded!
Uncle Feng San and Fengqi have shocked electricity!
"ah!"
Feng Qi was almost burned, and a scared scream broke out in her mouth: "Don't touch me! Father don't touch me!"
As she struggled, she desperately kicked to the third uncle Feng.
Uncle Feng San is not so good.
There is a setting of this enchantment under the Fengwu cloth: the greater the role, the more serious it is to be snatched.
So when Uncle Feng tried to break the enchantment and rescued Fengqi ... He was more electrostatic than Feng Qi.
Cracked!
Cracked!
Feng San's body is full of sparks with lightning, and the night sky looks particularly dazzling.
A burnt, accompanied by fire light, fell straight from the middle of the air.
With a bang, Uncle Feng San fell straight to the ground, and his tears were almost coming out.
"Master! Master!"
Why did Mrs. Three not expect such a change? She cried and rushed up, hugged Feng Yiya's body, and asked in a panic: "What's going on? What happened to you? Master, what's wrong with you?"
Uncle Feng San had a different degree of burning, the pain was unbearable, and his face was distorted.
Before he spoke, a faint shadow had covered him.
Uncle Feng San looked up and stared at Feng Wu who came out of the formation.
She was bathing in the moonlight, her face was like the moon, her expression was cold and indifferent, her clothes fluttered, and she added a bit of alienation.
"you--"
Before the uncle Feng San scolded his voice, Feng Wu said faintly: "Thunder Luming Power, this is the retribution of the insulting parents."
Uncle Feng San rose, but he could not vent.
Mrs. Three turned her head, staring at Feng Wu, her eyes fierce: "Feng Wu! Are you preparing for the six relatives and don't recognize it?"
Feng Wu did not be rhythmic by her, but watched Feng Qi, who was hung in the sky as the flag, and said faintly: "On this day, it seems to be snowing."
After saying this, Feng Wu turned to the formation method.
What does it mean to say this? Mrs. Three was anxious and angry, and she couldn't say a word.
"Stink girl goes to death!" The dagger hidden in the sleeves of Feng San appeared, and he tried his best to pierce the head of Feng Wu!
If it is stabbed, Fengwu will die.
However, what makes Uncle Feng San did not expect ...
When he opened his eyes wide, he had lost the figure in front of him, and the dagger he had thrown all his best fell to the ground.
Uncle Feng: "..."
He was unbelievable to look at the scene in front of him.
Impossible, impossible, he is Lingzun Samsung ...
His strength is very powerful in the Feng tribe, and now he can't even deal with a yellow hair girl? Uncle Feng San doubted his strength.
"Master, what should I do? What should I do?" The third wife looked at Feng Qi in the air, and then looked at Feng Yanya, the whole person panicked into a ball.
"Go back first." Feng Yanya stared fiercely at the words "Star Meteorology" on the door frame!
Go back first? Where can I go first?! The third wife was wronged again.
"Go to the big house!" San Master sneered, "Brother is the patriarch, and the big brother has to wait for the elder brother to come back to be the master."