Chapter 893: Fantasy Mansion Crisis (5)

clang!
Just as Wen Xunhuan was distracted, a long sword struck in front of him. Wen Yunfeng hurriedly raised the sword to resist him, but his body received a heavy blow. Blood spurted out of his mouth, making him handsome. His face was pale.
"Yunfeng!" Jun Tianyue was shocked and said eagerly, "You don't care about us, we can deal with it by ourselves, hurry up to protect Yunfeng and find joy."
Wen Wuwei was also heartbroken when he saw Wen Yunfeng's injury, and he sternly ordered the elders around him.
"I haven't heard the madam? Go ahead!"
The elders had nothing to do, so they could only withdraw from the two of them to guard Wen Yunfeng and Wen Xunhuan.
There were still some forces to help, but for some reason, those forces who came at this time dropped sharply, and more than half of the dead trees were in the palace lord's mansion.
Several elders also lost their lives under the attack of this group of people...
"Hahaha!"
Protector Zhao looked at the people in the Fantasy Palace who were gradually unable to support, and raised his head and laughed wildly. The corners of his mouth evoked an arc of irony, and cold eyes flashed through his eyes.
"Palace Master, are you still waiting for your helper to come? Unfortunately to tell you, now the other people in the fantasy palace have died in the hands of our Spirit Realm Wu Family, and I will send someone to the Dragon Clan. Impossible to stay!"
"So..." He sneered sarcastically, "Don't wait for others to help, because no one can help you..."
"Oh, really?"
Immediately after Zhao Hufa's words fell, there was a sneer in the void.
This sneer fell into the ears of everyone in the Illusory Palace, causing them to raise their heads in shock.
"Yan'er, Chen'er?"
As Wen Yunfeng raised his head, his eyes were the familiar figures, one large and one small, that scared him to death.
"Why are you back? Hurry up! Get out of here!"
Bai Yan was unmoved, standing indifferently in the void, she was holding a little boy carved in powder and jade in her hand, staring at the enemy below with cold eyes.
"Yaner!"
Seeing Bai Yan leaving without being obedient, Wen Yunfeng was anxious, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He staggered a few times and almost fell to the ground.
"father!"
Bai Yan's indifferent expression finally changed, and a wave of waves appeared in her calm eyes. Holding Bai Xiaochen's hand, she quickly rushed down from the void and stood in front of Wen Yunfeng.
"Grandpa, are you okay?" Bai Xiaochen's tender voice was caring, and his big eyes stared at Wen Yunfeng unblinkingly.
Wen Yunfeng coughed dryly, and grasped Bai Xiaochen's arm tightly: "Chen'er, obedient, take your mother away, hurry up."
Just now, Wen Yunfeng was only fortunate that Bai Yan was not in the fantasy palace.
Even if the magic house is wiped out, she will survive.
But why is she coming back now? Doesn't she know the danger facing the fantasy house now?
"Yan'er, Yunfeng is right, you shouldn't come back..." Jun Tianyue gave a wry smile.
Could it be that God, really want to perish the fantasy palace? Even Baiyan mother and son were involved...
Bai Xiaochen wanted to explain a few words, but before he could speak, a happy voice suddenly came from the front.
"Bai Xiaochen, are you here to save us?"
Following the voice, Bai Xiaochen looked at Wang Xiaopang who was hiding in the hall, and his tightly held heart finally fell: "Wang Xiaopang, you are fine, where is Uncle Wang?"