Chapter 688： Descendants of the Wind

Chapter 688

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Chapter 688: Defeating the Wind

"Come here, but what's the matter?"

The old man re-fished, watching the flowing river and asked slowly.

"Ok!"

The wind nodded, and a touch of uncontrollable excitement flashed in his eyes. He said with a trill, "Three olds, imperial soldiers, there is news!"

"what?!"

Hearing what he said, the old man from Furui trembled holding the fishing rod's arm trembling, turned his head to the side, looked at the wind in amazement, and asked with an uncertain tone, "Henger, you said. .. but the Excalibur? "

"Exactly the sword!"

Under the old man's direct vision, Fengheng nodded excitedly.

All of this is like a dream to him. It is very unreal. He did not expect that the young man appeared in front of himself so strangely at the moment when the family was in crisis ...

"Oh!"

The old man couldn't sit still. He stood up for a moment, the turbidity in his eyes disappeared, and the humpback waist rod also became straight. The whole body changed from an ordinary old man to a new one. A heaven and earth holy god, the power is stunned, and the majestic rhyme overflows.

"Where is the Excalibur ?! Hurry up!"

The old man grabbed Feng's horizontal arm and asked hurriedly.

Emperor soldiers are really too important for the Feng family. Without the Imperial soldiers, the Feng family is like an arm being broken. If there is no Emperor's pulse, then the Feng family is completely completed and may be reduced to a holy place.

"Uh..."

Feng Heng's mouth was slightly drawn, explaining, "Three olds, you forgot, Emperor soldiers can only be held by Emperor veins."

Emperor soldiers represent the ultimate. Without it's approval, if you are a saint, you will be helpless!

"Did the Sword of God be in the forbidden area of ​​life?"

The old man narrowed his gaze and frowned deeply, his expression of excitement became cautious.

Fengheng sits at the Tianwu auction house in the ancient city of Langxie, so he is so skeptical.

If the sacred sword is really lost in the forbidden area of ​​life, then even if you know the whereabouts and want to take it out, it is difficult and almost impossible.

"No."

The wind was stunned for a while. Even if Xuan shook his head, under the look of the old man's doubt, he said excitedly, "Sword in the hand of a god!"

"what?!"

The old man exclaimed again, leading the young girl who entered the thatched house to lean out his head, his bright eyes curiously looking at the two excited old men.

In her mind, her grandfather was a bland person. It was the first time she had seen this kind of disorder.

"The Divine Sword can only be held by those in my Fengjia emperor's veins. Is it the wind language?"

The old man's eyes flickered with suspicion, "Although Fengyu is the imperial vein, he should never have gone out in the clan? How could the sword of God appear in his hands?"

Young emperor's pulse, there is only one Feng family, that is, only fifteen-year-old Fengyu, so the elderly will be so skeptical!

"Three old men, that boy, not rumors."

Fengheng interrupted his suspicion and said with a somewhat proud tone, "It's Fenghao!"

"Feng Hao?"

The old man froze, his eyes narrowed slightly, it seemed that he was searching for the boy with the name in his mind, but he did not find a relative, and for a time, he became even more suspicious.

"Feng Hao?"

The bright girl's bright eyes flashed a little doubt, crooked her head, and muttered, "Why don't I know this person?"

"San Lao, Feng Hao is the descendant of my Feng Niang ancestors!"

Feng Heng's eyes were a little hazy, said excitedly.

"Wind turns against ancestors?"

The old man trembled and exclaimed.

This was the name of the first person of the young generation of Fengjia. All Fengjia people can't forget. It is he who makes Fengjia brilliant, and it is also him.

"Isn't the ancestor of Fengshui falling?"

The old man asked excitedly, looking expectantly at the wind.

When the wind disappeared back then, it was a step away from the saint. If it hadn't died, the current cultivation would be terrifying!

"The ancestors of the wind have fallen, thousands of years ago ..."

Feng Heng's face was dim, he took out Feng Ni's testament and handed it to the old man.

The words are written with a stroke of blood, and each word has endless regrets, full of vicissitudes and helplessness ...

The older the old man looked, the more trembling his body became, and his eyes were a bit hazy.

From this blood book, he can see that the wind is against the mood of the time. He bears the future of the wind family and has the right and left arms of the wind family. He knows the importance of the wind family, but what, Thunder Turtle Too fierce, even if he had the Emperor Soldier, he ended up all together. He hated that he could not send the Emperor to the Feng family. He knew very well that the Feng family would be lonely because of himself ...

Heroes end!

However, he left Tinder ...

The beautiful girl in that village has inherited his bloodline inheritance. With the bloodline of the strong, even though he has no resources, his descendants have played a part of himself and become one of the three major families in the recent city!

"So it is, so it is ..."

After reading the blood book, the old man completely understood.

Although Feng Ni is dead, he has left his bloodline inheritance. Today, thousands of years later, one of his descendants will be born of the Emperor's Pulse!

Feng Ni is still the best person in the Feng family. Although he is dead, his descendants will inherit everything from him and make a comeback!

At this time, the old man couldn't help remembering the prophecy that had been regarded as a joke by all ethnic groups ...

This branch will lead Fengjia to an unprecedented height!

"What about people?"

The old man trembled, asked in a trembling voice, facing the wind.

The descendants of Feng Ni appear, but this branch of him has withered ...

The old man was full of guilt!

Over the years, he has seen everything that this branch has done. However, the crowd is difficult to block, and he can only look at it secretly.

"He didn't come."

The wind suppressed the excitement in the heart and explained the situation of Fenghao.

"So it is!"

The old man nodded. "Then I will arrange for their return immediately."

"Mr. Old!"

Feng Heng stopped him. "That wasn't urgent, Feng Hao had the imperial vein, but it was not activated, so Henger wanted to ask San Lao to arrange for Feng Hao to accept the washing of Emperor Yun."

This is the core of Fengjia, and it is also the place where Fengjia's great emperor is transformed. Whether it is the people of Emperor Vein or the people who are not Emperor Vein, if they are washed by Emperor Vein, they can get great benefits!

In such places, natural people will not be allowed to enter. Only the patriarch and the elders of the six elders are eligible to bring people in. Otherwise, they must be selected at various levels to be eligible to enter.

This is why the wind came to find the three old men! ~

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