Chapter 737: The strong gather

Leaving the palace, Murong Yinfeng brought a group of his retainers back to Murong's mansion in the imperial capital.
Looking at the trembling Murong Yingjie, except for the deep fear in the depths of his eyes, there is no other light in Murong Yingjie, Murong Yinfeng smiled and said: What's the matter? Has been injured for more than a month, why is it still like this? Can he talk? "
Enlighten the prince, the prince's injury this time is very strange. There seemed to be two kinds of energies stuck in the body that could not be removed, the medicine stones could not be cured, and they were suffering from the burning of the soul every moment. At this time, don't say that Shi Zi is talking, I am afraid that due to the pain in the soul, he has no communication with the outside world. "
What does this mean? "
In other words... he has no idea what happened outside. Even if the prince is here now, he doesn't realize it. He is only immersed in the endless pain in the depths of his soul, as if he is in purgatory, isolated from the world. "
After a deep bow, the attending doctor trembled.
His eyes narrowed slightly, Murong Yinfeng couldn't help but smile, and smiled evilly: It's better to die than life, if it's not a big enmity, why bother to torture it. Haha, interesting. Mr. Sikong, you are so knowledgeable, let's see what's going on with him. "
Yes! "
Bowing down, Sikong Lengguang took a step forward and gently took Murong Yingjie's pulse, but as soon as he detected it, he couldn't stop his eyes from shrinking sharply and withdrawing his hands.
how about it? "
Enlighten the prince, the elder son, his dantian tendons and veins have been broken, and there are golden awns overflowing at the break, and the medicine stone cannot heal the reunion. Deep in the soul, there is blazing flames, which is difficult to eliminate. These two energies are powerful and weird, deeply torturing the son, and it is difficult to eliminate them. But even if it is eliminated, it will be difficult for the son to recover. The best result is a half disabled person, and this requires a rare panacea in the world..."
puff!
Before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed, and a three-foot long sword was already pierced into Murong Yingjie's chest.
After Murong Yingjie trembled fiercely, he immediately lost his breath, but at the last moment of his eyes, a refreshing expression appeared, as if he was completely relieved.
Blood was splattered everywhere, Sikong Lengguang leaned over and stepped back.
Murong Yinfeng inadvertently wiped the blood from his hands, and smiled evilly: He worked so hard to find a bunch of miraculous medicines, and after he was cured, he was still a useless person. What else would he do? With that energy, it is better to raise more military expenses for my Murong family and train some strong people to be cost-effective. Why waste on this waste, ha ha ha! "
Uh, lord, this..."
The heart stagnated, and the doctors trembled involuntarily as they looked at Murong Yin's calm expression.
This prince killed his son without hesitation at all, and he was still not alive. He was really a cruel man.
Murong Yinfeng didn't look at them, but walked out the door and smiled: Let's go to meet the Yang Patriarch, see how many catties he is, and dare to harm my Murong children several times. "
Click!
With a crisp sound, even though Murong Yinfeng was smiling, his fists were already tightly clenched, and the killing intent in his eyes was unabashedly released.
All the retainers bowed their heads after meeting.
Yes, Lord! "
At the same time, Yang Feng, who didn't know that Murong's family had already entered the city, was still lying on his soft big bed, snoring and sleeping soundly.
Obviously, today I am in a good mood, I have enough sleep, and I am going to miss school again.
Suddenly, a loud laughter suddenly sounded: Patriarch, the old slave is here again, and the old slave brings you good news. "
Who, this voice is old poison, right? "
Yang Feng frowned fiercely, rolled over, pressed the pillow on his head, and ignored it.
bump!
However, there was a loud noise, and the Poison King had already broken in directly. He came to Yang Feng's bed with a shy old face, bowed and smiled and said: Master, gratitude, congratulations, the subordinates found the wife of the leader for you. "
The teacher's wife uses you to find it? I have searched a lot! "Yang Feng muttered dreamily, without putting down the pillow.
The Poison King licked his dry lips and smiled flatly: The subordinates are talking about the eldest lady, Yang Yuchan, or the eldest sister of your second brother, right? "
Ok? Have you met my lady? "
After staying up, Yang Feng immediately threw the pillow and sat up, no longer sleeping, his eyes were as big as a copper bell, and he looked at the old poison and said: Where did you see it? How is she now? "
Enlighten the leader, this time the old man's acting leader Tianxiantai defeated the arrogant arrogance of the real Baihe, and now the entire Xianxia Sect has belonged to my Holy Fire Sect. The wife went to watch the battle and asked the old man about the whereabouts of the leader. The old man could not explain clearly, but could only say that the leader had returned to the imperial capital. After that, the lady worshipped the Baihe Gate and practiced thunder method in Xianxiazong. "
what? My wife worships my little brother? Why? "
Hearing this, Yang Feng immediately clenched his neck and refused to accept: Isn't Xianxiazong the defeated general now? The white crane shouldn't have become my little brother, so why accept my wife as a disciple? For a defeated general, my wife has to call him Master, and he is my little brother again. Oh, this generation, how will he be counted in the future? "
His lips trembled slightly, and the Poison King couldn't help but smile awkwardly: This old man didn't know it, but Baihe's thunder method was indeed one of the best in the world. It would be a blessing for the wife to worship under his door. Otherwise, if the wife does not repair the thunder method, the old man will do her part if she does the poison. "
Oh, isn't it, Baihe's thunder method is also a must. "
Nodding clearly, Yang Feng felt calm after thinking about it.
Although the real Baihe was not comparable to the four kings of their holy flames, and even less to his master, he was one of the top five masters.
There is a specialization in the art industry, and the thunder system is a strong point. My wife is now in the thunder repair system. It seems that it is the best choice to worship him.
Thinking like this, Yang Feng looked at the old poison again and said: Is there anything else? "
Enlighten the teacher, his subordinates discovered that some of the Tianfeng Academy's Tianfeng Academy students who were next to his wife were dishonest and wanted to be frivolous. "
what? "
But you can rest assured that the old man has already taught them severely, and sent someone to protect his wife secretly, and will not let those Xiaoxiao approach a step, in order to protect the wife's innocence and the reputation of the leader! "
Well, good job! "
Yang Feng exhaled a long breath, and Yang Feng was relieved.
The Poison King grinned, stopped talking, just stared at Yang Feng with scorching eyes.
Yang Feng is strange: Is there anything else? "
Uh... no more! "
What are you doing here? Go back to the main altar! "
what? Back to the general forum? That leader..."
After slapped his mouth twice, the Poison King scratched his head embarrassedly, he wanted to speak, but he hadn't said the words yet, and another hearty shout came from outside the door: Master, I'm here to see you, hahaha ! "
bump!
There was a loud noise, the door was rushed open again, and the corpse king ran in with a grin. When the poison king was there, his old face sank.
Yang Feng blinked suspiciously and asked: King Corpse, why are you here, what's the matter? "
Uh, that... I have paid a New Year greeting to the leader! "
Happy New Year? In summer now, there is still half a year before the New Year, what year do you worship? "
I worship... early years, hehehe! "The King of Zombie grinned, scratching his cheek embarrassedly.
Yang Feng looked at these two old guys, and his heart became more confused.
These two old ghosts came to the door one after another, and they were still sneaking and sneaking. What are you doing?
Before he could figure it out, he shouted again like a crow ghost: hurry up, otherwise the two old guys would have lost everything. "
No need to ask, Yang Feng understood that when he heard this voice, it was the old Poppy Wang Batian who came back.
Yes, this time is good, the four great guardians of the Holy Fire Sect are all gathered together...