Pan Danfeng snorted inwardly, fox spirit!

Chen Feiyu felt warm in his heart.

How could Wen Yating allow Fu Feifei to be beautiful in front of her? He immediately spoke up dissatisfiedly: "So you are Chen Feiyu, and you have deceived me so hard."

"There is a reason for this matter. This matter is a long story. Let's leave here first." Chen Feiyu was worried that other strong men would come to the Ming family, and he also wanted to go to the world in the painting to see the sword protector spirit, so he hurried to leave.

Of course, Pan Danfeng and Fu Feifei had no objection.

Wen Yating hesitated slightly, looked in the direction of his father, suddenly made a decision, turned around and followed Chen Feiyu.

"Chen Feiyu, stop!"

Suddenly, Bian Yuanbai's voice sounded behind him.

Chen Feiyu paused, turned around, looked at Bian Yuanbai behind him, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is there anything wrong?"

Bian Yuanbai's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but take a step back, as if he was scared by Chen Feiyu.

But then, he mustered up the courage and asked loudly: "My father and master have entered the secret realm with you, but now they are not here. Do you know their situation?"

"If you don't say it, I almost forgot about this." Chen Feiyu said: "Of course I know."

Bian Yuanbai was happy: "How are they?"

"Dead."

"Die... Dead? Impossible. My father and master are both powerful people who are rare in this world. How could they die in the secret realm..." Bian Yuanbai's expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously refuted it. Seeing Chen Feiyu's plain eyes, his heart was chilled, and the rebuttal words coming out of his head became smaller and smaller.

Finally, he clenched his fists, with indescribable sadness, and gritted his teeth and asked, "How did they die?"

"They were entangled by a corpse in the secret realm. I happened to save your master, but your father died at the hands of the corpse." Chen Feiyu said this, with a thought, a corpse had appeared out of thin air at his feet, and continued: "When I left, I brought your father's corpse back and handed it to you now."

It was the body of Bian Hongyuan, the head of the Bian family!

Bian Yuanbai exclaimed, and hurriedly ran over and squatted on the ground to hug his father's body. There was an unconcealable sadness in his expression, and he said tremblingly: "Thank you... What about my master? Since he has been saved by you, why... why is he dead again?"

Chen Feiyu said lightly: "Although China has a tradition of 'tickling the dead', I prefer to tell the truth. I saved your master, but your master has mercy and attacked me with revenge. If you want to kill me, I will kill him. If you want to seek revenge on me, I Chen Feiyu will follow me."

Bian Yuanbai was shocked, and a hint of hatred flashed in his eyes, but he hurriedly covered it up and said insincerely: "My master died at the hands of Chen Shaoxia, and Chen Shaoxia could take away his past grudges and bring back my father's body, which would be even more kind to the Bian family.

I can’t even be grateful to Chen Shaoxia, so where can I still have the face to avenge Chen Shaoxia?”

"This is the best." Chen Feiyu glanced at Bian Yuanbai and turned around and left.

Regardless of whether Bian Yuanbai really gave up the idea of ​​revenge, he didn't care!

Pan Danfeng, Fu Feifei and Wen Yating followed Chen Feiyu.

One man and three women went further and further away, and soon they could no longer see them.

The people who stayed there breathed a sigh of relief, and even the pressure that enveloped their hearts was wiped out.

If people from other places knew that so many powerful people at the "concentration" level were so afraid of a young man, they would be shocked!

But it's normal. Who would have thought that Chen Feiyu's inevitable death situation was originally a situation of death, but in the end, Zuo Yixian died under the backlash of the Longyuan Sword. If this matter was passed, it would not take long to cause a sensation in the whole world!
Chapter completed!