C7 When Feng Wanshan Launched an Attack the Blood Soul Curse

"Your Imperial Majesty … look at him …"

He actually said that he doesn't have a little chicken, is there a person like him who specializes in poking and prodding others? The Chief Eunuch was so angry that his face was flushed red. His finger pointing at Feng Jinyan was trembling like a madman.

"That's enough, do you want to be a fool too?"

Xuanyuan Chetian didn't have any other choice, so he decided to use what Feng Jinyan had said to stop him. Even if he wasn't deaf and blind, it was obvious that Feng Jinyan wasn't a fool.

"I …"

"Sorry for disturbing you all, but I'll be leaving first."

Since he had already done what he needed to do, Feng Jinyan was too lazy to play monkey tricks with them anymore, so he turned around and prepared to leave.

"Halt!"

"Pah!"

Feng Wanshan, who was ignored to the end, slapped on the table, causing the table to shatter. Feng Jinyan, who was about to turn around, stopped in his tracks, glanced at the broken fragments on the floor, then slowly looked up at the furious Feng Wanshan: "What can I do for you?"

"Is this how you speak to your elders? What did your father teach you? "

The more he acted like this, the angrier Feng Wanshan got, especially after he heard Feng Jinyu talk about the life and death arena competition between them.

"Elder? Just you, don't make me laugh. "

Raising his eyebrows, Feng Jinyan laughed sarcastically: "Which family's elders would be so stupid as to poison their own nephew? Which family's elder would use his own son's blood to soak the other party's Spiritual Plant medicinal pellets all year round in order to steal his nephew's Holy Blood? Feng Wanshan, don't tell me you think I forgot, that three days ago you and Feng Jinyu forcefully whipped the Holy Blood in my body, and these three days you locked me up in a mountain hut, and last night you even found a bunch of bandits to blow me up? It took me eight lifetimes of bad luck to have an elder like you. "

Since the other party wasn't afraid of losing face, why would he help him hide it? Furthermore, from the looks of it, the Holy Blood did not have any repelling powers, the only explanation was that the original owner had been taking Feng Jinyu's blood at regular intervals all these years, and under his blood irrigation, the Holy Blood mistook him as its master. In order to make the original owner realize that the precious Spiritual Plant or pill that he had taken would have to be tampered with, only Feng Wanshan could do such a thing, and he was the true culprit.

How could he know so well?

"Are you crazy? This is utter nonsense! "

Seeing that everyone, including the emperor, were looking at him, Feng Wanshan was enraged. He flicked his sleeve and sent a strong gust of wind towards him.

"Jinyan!"

"Go away!"

"Bang!"

"Puff …"

Xuanyuan Lan, who was closest to him, and Qiu Molee, who was the first to notice him immediately pounced over. But at the same time, the two of them were forced back by Feng Jinyan, and facing the palm strike that was pushed out by a Mortal Core Stage expert, Feng Jinyan did not dodge at all. Instead, he directly struck it with his palm.

No one expected Feng Wanyang to make a move so quickly, and for a moment, no one seemed to be able to react.

"Bah!"

Clutching his chest and spitting out a mouthful of blood, Feng Jinyan felt as if all his internal organs had been crushed. The current him was barely able to match Mortal Core Stage.

"Jinyan, how are you?" Eat this. "

Qiu Molee walked up worriedly, fished out a round pill and threw it into his mouth. Feng Jinyan's eyes felt warm as he grabbed her hand and pushed it back: "No need, the Spiritual Replenishment Pill is useless to me."

The Spirit Replenishing Pill was a recovery pill for Spiritual Energy. Although it could also recover damaged flesh, it was still better than circulating the Heaven-Burning Spell.

"Even if it's useless, it's better than nothing."

Qiu Molee stuffed the pill into his mouth and looked up in defeat. "You shameless old thing, do you want me to kill you to keep your mouth shut?"

"Qiu Molee, come back for me!"

Seeing this, the current Hengyang Marquis, Qiu Molee's second uncle, was so angry that his whole body was trembling, but Qiu Molee did not even look at him, her angry eyes stubbornly stared at Feng Wanshan, her sexy and plump body did not move at all in front of Feng Jinyan, it was not easy to meet someone who had such an appetite for her, she would definitely not let Feng Wanyang take the opportunity to silence him.

"Miss Molee, this is my Great General's Mansion's family matter."

Taking a deep look at Qiu Molee, who was protecting her chick like a hen, Feng Wanshan looked past her at Feng Jinyan with a vicious gaze: "Little Bastard, I will teach you a lesson in place of Seventh Brother today."

"Old thing, you don't have the qualifications! "Molee, get out of the way."

Feng Jinyan raised his hand to brush off Qiu Molee, who frowned disapprovingly. The latter flicked her forehead with her slender finger: "Don't underestimate me Molee, the old dog has already missed the best time to kill me."

If the father and son from three days ago had just killed him, then perhaps nothing would have happened. Although the current him was not his match, it was impossible for him to kill him even if he wanted to.

"Then be careful. Don't die. You are my only friend."

His smile seemed to have the effect of calming people's hearts, Qiu Molee finally moved away from him.

"En, I still need to help you undo the Blood Curse on you, they won't die."

Feng Jinyan leaned close to her ear, half joking and half serious. However, Qiu Molee's eyes were wide open. How did he know she was poisoned by the Blood Soul Curse?

"Haha …"

It's not like he didn't see her shock, Feng Jinyan smiled, Blood Soul Curse s, the one who was cursed started to have ten thousand souls and burning heart at fifteen years old, definitely not surviving for three years. Others might not be able to see that Feng Jinyan was the pinnacle of kings in this world, what was there that he didn't know? The moment he saw Qiu Molee, he knew that she had fallen for a Blood Soul Curse and that her life wasn't going to end any time soon.

"Old dog, come!"

Since he couldn't avoid it, then he might as well fight. At most, he wouldn't be able to win and run, it would just be a small matter.

"Little Bastard!"

Feng Wanshan was furious, his right hand clawed towards Ye Zichen like an eagle's claw.

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