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Not only did the old man injure Long Yan, he had also caused Feng Zhi to turn into her current state. At this time, he had even made such sarcastic remarks, causing Long Yan and Feng Lai, upon hearing which the two brothers glared at him viciously.

If not for the fact that they still did not know of Feng Zhi's situation, even if they knew that they could not defeat the old man, the three of them would not hesitate to rush forward.

"Old man, you better pray that Feng Zhi is okay or else …" Long Yan's emotionless vertical pupils constantly flashed with golden light, and his words seemed to be so cold that it could freeze a person into ice.

As a member of the Golden Dragon King Clan, and the only son of the current Dragon King, Long Yan would definitely continue to be the Dragon King in the future. Even if the current Dragon King and Dragon Concubine threw him alone into the Profound Martial Continent to train, how could they possibly not care about Long Yan's safety?

Long Yan also had something that could protect his life.

If anything happens to Feng Zhi …

Long Yan's hands could not help but tremble slightly.

If there really was something wrong with Feng Zhi, even if she had to risk his life, he would definitely make this old man pay with his life!

Thinking like this, Long Yan tightly hugged Feng Zhi in his arms, afraid that if he relaxed even a little, Feng Zhi would disappear without a trace.

Hearing Long Yan's threatening words, the old man widened his eyes, "You little bastard, even if this old man went to your Dragon clan, your father, the Dragon King, would still treat this old man as a VIP.

Long Yan did not reply, he only stared intently at Feng Zhi who was in her embrace.

The old man tried to make things awkward for the others. First, he reached out his hand to rub his wounds, which looked terrifying, but immediately, they healed somewhat. Even if they did not recover, they were no longer badly mangled like they were before.

But the old man was obviously not satisfied, he lowered his head and looked at the wounds on his body, then raised his head and looked at Feng Zhi, and cursed: "This stinking girl from Feng Family, this old man only wants to get some wine, why does she want to fight with my life?"

As he spoke till here, the old man couldn't help but let out a painful "hiss", and then, he muttered to himself, "Just what kind of background does this sword have, and when did such a legacy appear on the Profound Martial Continent?

At the same time the old man was muttering to herself, Feng Zhi finally caught her breath.

Suppressing the pain in her chest, Feng Zhi spat out a mouthful of blood from her mouth. Then, she stabbed the completely closed Immortal Slaughtering Sword into the ground with all of her strength.

"Do we still have to fight?" She looked at the old man.

The old man choked when asked by Feng Zhi, then angrily brushed his sleeves out of embarrassment, but then let out a cry of pain when he touched his injury. After a long while, the pain had passed, and he angrily glared at Feng Zhi, "You crazy girl, you're even more crazy than this old man at such a young age, are you really going to throw away your life just to drink that much? "This old man is going to die from anger, this old man is going to die from anger! You little madmen don't want the chance that I've given you!"

After he finished speaking, the old man seemed to be enraged, as he heavily stomped his foot on the ground, leaving behind only the words "Little girl, this old man will come again to find you", and then, he disappeared from in front of Feng Zhi and the other three.

Feng Zhi...

Long Yan...

Phoenixes …

Feng Ming...

That was why they went all out like this. Was it because the old man wanted to drink Feng Zhi's Drunken Immortal Drunken Wine?

Feng Zhi felt the veins on her forehead throbbing.

Although she could not casually give away the Drunken Immortal Cult that she had painstakingly created, if this old man had not tried to negotiate from the very start and had not snatched the wine away from Feng Lai Feng Ming, forcing Feng Zhi to ask for it, even if it was to form good relations with such an expert, Feng Zhi would definitely not be reluctant to part with that jar of wine!

So her injury was for nothing, and her suffering was for nothing?

That stinking old man, come back here! I promise I won't beat you to death!

This was the barrage of bullets that flashed crazily in Feng Zhi's mind.

After a period of silence, Long Yan and Feng Lai each stood at their right and left sides. They were just about to support Feng Zhi into the house to rest, when they heard the commotion.

The first to arrive were Feng Liancheng and Long Qingyu.

It was impossible for the Feng Family people to not hear it completely, and they knew that it was Feng Zhi's courtyard that was causing the commotion. As his parents, Feng Liancheng and Long Qingyu were obviously not at ease, and rushed over with the fastest speed possible.

However, the battle between Feng Zhi and the others was about to start but would stop in the blink of an eye. Even if Feng Liancheng and the others arrived quickly, it would be over by the time they arrived.

Seeing Feng Zhi and Long Yan who were obviously injured, as well as the drop of dragon blood on the ground that was still glowing golden even now, Feng Liancheng and Long Qingyu were both shocked, jumping to Feng Zhi's side in two steps, "Feng Zhi, what's wrong with you?"

At the same time as they were worried about Feng Zhi's injuries, Feng Liancheng and Long Qingyu could not conceal the shock in their hearts.

They had seen with their own eyes how Feng Zhi and Long Yan together couldn't even defeat Martial Saint experts like Lu Wuxiu and Murong Li, let alone receive such injuries. Then, in that short period of time just now, what had Feng Zhi and the others experienced?

Thinking about it, Feng Liancheng and Long Qingyu hurriedly found an excuse to send back the Feng Family Clan members who came with them.

Just as they were about to bring the two injured people, Feng Zhi, away from Long Yan and Feng Lai's support, to the middle of the courtyard. She squatted down, extended her slender white fingers and lightly touched the drop of golden dragon blood on the ground.

With her touch, the drop of dragon blood seemed to have a life of its own, forming a droplet on her fingertip.

Then, Feng Zhi found an empty jade bottle and placed the drop of dragon's blood into it.

Everyone...

Feng Zhi did not care about what the others looked like. After doing all this, she walked over to Long Yan's side and said, "This is the first drop of blood that you have bled."

As she spoke, Feng Zhi tightly held onto the jade bottle in her hand; she was unable to suppress the overflowing anger in her heart no matter what.

Before this, she had never known that Long Yan, who had been by her side all this time, held such an important position in her heart. Watching him being beaten to such a state that his scales were practically rolling on the ground in pain, it was as if a hole had been torn out in her heart.

Feng Zhi still could not completely understand what this feeling meant.

But, no matter what, Long Yan was a very, very important person in her life, this was something that could not be doubted.

Hearing Feng Zhi's words, Long Yan also darkened his golden eyes.

He felt that he was living too comfortably now. With his strong talent as a dragon clan member, if it were not for him constantly focusing on cultivation, how could he not have been able to protect Feng Zhi and tire him out when she met such a strong enemy?