Chapter 892: The Crisis of Magic Mansion (4)

Therefore, in just a moment, the guards of the Huan Family had already fallen beside Huan Yin, not squinting their eyes.
"It's over..."
Phantom Yin's heart instantly turned into despair, she closed her eyes in fright, her pretty little face pale and colorless.
For a long time, the pain never came.
She carefully opened a gap in her eyes.
At this moment, a red dress stood in front of her.
Three thousand green silks floated in the wind, even if the woman turned her back, she still recognized the person in front of her at a glance...
boom!
The red dress suddenly followed the wind, and the woman's hand gripped the enemy's blade tightly, and immediately, a monstrous aura surged out, like a wolf, swallowing this group of enemies...
The magic sound was stunned.
Looking at the woman standing in front of her without blinking, her heart jumped wildly uncontrollably, her eyes reluctant to move away from her back.
For a long time, Bai Yan closed her hand, her back turned to the woman behind her, her voice as always domineering and melodious.
"You go and tell everyone in the Hallucination Palace, Palace Lord Palace doesn't need their help, those people, I will deal with them."
"it is good."
Phantom Yin nodded in agreement without hesitation. When he finished speaking, the red dress in front of her that had amazing time had disappeared from her eyes...
Looking at Baiyan's departure direction, Phantom Yin finally returned to his senses, with a wry smile on his face: "I was saved by you again..."
For the first time, this woman took care of her condition and allowed her to practice like ordinary people.
For the second time, she was attacked by a giant dragon and almost buried at the bottom of the river. It was this woman who threw her out of the river.
Plus this time, it's the third time...
"Miss," the only surviving guard said weakly, "Should we still go to the Palace Lord's Mansion to help?"
Phantom Yin Liu Mei frowned: "You didn't see the strength of these people. Going to the Palace Lord's Mansion is just looking for death."
"that……"
"We go back and tell everyone by the way, Palace Lord's Mansion does not need our help."
She believed her.
This woman has repeatedly brought miracles, plus... she is Wen Wuwei's granddaughter, so what she says will definitely be done.
Thinking of this, Phantom Voice no longer hesitated, she slowly turned around and walked in the direction of returning.
...
At this time, the palace lord's mansion not far away was full of the smoke of war.
Zhong Nan and other elders guarded Wen Wuwei and Jun Tianyue in the middle, while Wen Yunfeng guarded Wen Xunhuan's side, which made Wen Xunhuan escape the danger several times.
"Father, who are these people? Why do you want to trouble us in the fantasy house?" Wen Xunhuan wiped the tears from the corner of his forehead, and turned to look at Wen Wuwei, who was coping with the difficulties. In the bed of someone’s wife? Otherwise, my Fantasy Mansion has no grievances against them, so why do we want to target us."
Wen Wuwei almost squirted out a mouthful of blood, this stinky boy, is there such a thing that framed him?
"Shut up your kid, talk nonsense again, be careful that I tear your mouth!" Wen Wuwei glared angrily and shouted angrily.
Wen Xunhuan curled his lips: "I knew that I should follow Bai Changfeng back to the medicine door that day and be his son, lest I have to wipe your here."
"you……"
Wen Wuwei trembled all over with anger. Did he do something evil in his previous life? Only in this life did he give birth to this son who came to anger him?
If it wasn't that he needed to concentrate on the battle in front of him, go to teach this stinky boy in the morning!