Chapter 2240

"Miss Wang, you'd better wait first."

Seeing this, Cheng Feng said, "your mother has suffered a lot of stimulation. She is mentally disordered and should not be over stimulated."

"In my opinion, it's better to let her sleep for a while."

"Childe Cheng, my mother is like this. How can she sleep!"

Wang's face was soft and anxious.

"This is simple."

Cheng Feng's thoughts rushed into yuan Fengmei's mind and turned into gurgling water.

Soon, yuan Fengmei's eyes became blurred and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing this scene, Wang gently walked up and helped yuan Fengmei well.

Originally, Wang Qingren wanted to take the body of yuan Fengmei in her arms and take it down from her arms so that she could sleep more comfortably.

But it seems that yuan Fengmei never let go even in her dream.

Seeing this, Wang's soft eyes were filled with tears and didn't force it.

Because she knew the body very well. It was his father Wang Liang!

Cheng Feng saw this scene in his eyes, sighed and turned to look at other prisons.

There are three prisons inside Tianxing prison.

One of them is a white haired old man.

When yuan Chengqian saw it, he looked guilty and excited. He broke the cell with his palm and rescued the old man.

This person is yuan Chenggong, the former head of the yuan family.

In the second cell, there are three ninth level masters.

They are all the right-hand men of Yuan Chenggong. Yuan Boxiong is not willing to kill him.

So he was locked in his cell with the intention of slowly trying to make him surrender.

In the last prison, there was a man with disheveled hair.

Because his body was so dirty and messy, and his face was full of beard, he couldn't see how old he was.

"Thank you very much, little brother."

"You not only sent yuan's granddaughter back to Yuan's house, but also helped yuan redress the rebellion."

"Yuan will never forget such great kindness and virtue!"

When Cheng Feng observed the man with dishevelled hair, Yuan Chenggong came to Cheng Feng and bowed to him.

"Mr. Yuan, don't be polite."

Cheng Feng took back his eyes and said with a smile, "this is what we martial arts practitioners should do!"

"Since I met you, I'll take care of it!"

"Thank you, little brother!"

Hearing Cheng Feng's words, Yuan Chenggong admired Cheng Feng.

I couldn't help bowing again.

"Mr. Yuan, don't be polite to me first."

Cheng Feng helped yuan Chenggong: "at present, what we need to do most is to set things right and wipe out the rebellious generation of your yuan family."

"Wash your sewage thoroughly!"

"Well, that's right."

Yuan Chenggong is worthy of being a family leader. When Cheng Feng reminded him, he immediately responded.

Immediately began to issue orders to let his own lineage come out and clean up the traitors and the grass on the wall of the yuan family.

At the same time, we will rescue those who were murdered by yuan Baixiong and even imprisoned elsewhere.

Although things were complicated, Yuan Chenggong handled them in an orderly manner.

In a few minutes, a large number of people left Tianxing prison and cleaned the whole yuan family.

After doing this, Yuan Chenggong relaxed and walked to Wang Qingwen.

"Grandpa, my mother, she..."

Wang wept softly and his eyes were swollen.

"Xiaorou, I know, I know!"

Yuan Chenggong clenched his hands, and his nails pierced into the meat: "when Fengmei became like this, I was always watching."

"I swear to Yuan Chenggong that this will never happen again!"

"At the same time, let those damn bastards pay the price of bleeding!"

With that, Yuan Chenggong looked at yuan Boxiong, who was held by Cheng Feng. His eyes were so thick that he couldn't open the flame of hatred!

He used to be so kind that his relatives betrayed him and even harmed his children.

Now he wants to change and turn kindness into iron blood.

Whoever dares to deal with him, he will let whoever perish!

"Mr. Yuan, this person will be handed over to you."

Cheng Feng threw yuan Baixiong in his hand to Yuan Chenggong: "kill or scrape, whatever!"

"Big... Big brother!"

At this time, yuan Boxiong was already frightened.

He deeply knew what he had done to Yuan Chenggong. The means were cruel, dirty and heinous.

Now it's in the hands of Yuan Chenggong. I can't help feeling numb when I think about it.

"My good brother."

Yuan Chenggong grabbed yuan Baixiong's hair and said word by word: "how did you deal with your brother in those years, I will give it back to you."

"Don't worry, it won't be less!"

"No, no!!"

Yuan Boxiong howled miserably, with incomparable regret and fear in his heart.

But yuan Chenggong turned a blind eye and carried him to the depths of Tianxing prison.

As for Cheng Feng, he was watching the disheveled man in the third cell.

The man was a little strange. He didn't respond to such a big thing here.

Neither begged Cheng Feng to let him go, nor did he look afraid.

Like a person in another world, it reveals a strange taste.

"This person is not simple. He looks like an ordinary person."

Cheng Feng thought: "but after careful observation, he felt that his body was a vast sea and couldn't see through!"

"But it can't be an ordinary person who can be held here by the yuan family."

"Therefore, he is an expert, an expert with unfathomable cultivation!"

"Benefactor, that old thing is very boring."

Yuan Chenggong's three right-hand men saw Cheng Feng observing the man with dishevelled hair and came forward and said, "this man sits there like a stone carving every day."

"If I didn't feel his heartbeat, I thought it was a dead body!"

"Oh, old man, do you know the origin of this man?"

Cheng Feng asked curiously, "why is he locked up here? What's his name?"

"I don't know that."

The man shook his head: "this man was here when I first came to Tianxing prison."

"As for what it is called, where it comes from and why it is locked up here, I don't know anything."

"But I heard that this man has been locked up here for at least seven or eight hundred years."

"So?"

Cheng Feng's eyebrows picked up, and he became more and more interested in people with dishevelled hair.

Just about to explore one or two carefully, Yuan Chenggong came out from the depths of Tianxing prison.

Yuan Boxiong, who was caught in his hand, has lost his trace.

However, Cheng Feng didn't ask.

Because he was not interested in the struggle within the yuan family.

"Mr. Cheng, Mr. Wang, be gentle. Let's all go out."

Yuan Chenggong said, "it's a mess here. It's not a place for guests."

"Well, good." Cheng Feng nodded.

Then, accompanied by Yuan Chenggong, he left Tianxing prison and went to the main city of yuan family.