Xue Suyuan rarely wore a snow satin brocade robe. When the bone fan was opened, the gentleman was as elegant as jade, and there was no trace of sinisterness. Ye Nong and Lin Ce stood one meter behind him, and there were several demon secret guards beside him.

Feng San and others immediately landed beside Feng Liangzheng and Xue Suyuan, protecting them tightly.

Xue Suyuan's back felt cold and she trembled. Feng Liangzheng held her hand and said softly, "Don't be afraid!"

The things they argue about are irrelevant in the face of life and death.

Xue Suyuan's lips moved, and she was used to calling her brother, but she couldn't call her. Her tears were wet. Not only was she not her brother, but her enemies who killed her father and mother, which was irreconcilable.

She had no relationship with the Donglinbao Sect Master and his wife, so she had no memory of it for a long time, but Liuli would not lie to her. Her brother killed them just to stop them from exchanging.

Back then, her biological mother finally saw her before she died.

Unfortunately, she is too young to remember.

"Su Yuan, come, come to my brother!"

Xue Suyuan has been listening to Xue Yongye's words since she was a child. She was the sharpest knife he had. She habitually wanted to walk towards Xue Yongye, but Feng Liangzheng held her hand. She came to her senses and shook her head gently. Although there was no blood beads, Xue Yongye seemed to be a bewitching effect on her, which always made her want to obey.

No!

don't want!

"How did you peel off the blood beads? Brother thought you were dead and sad for a long time." His tone was slow and gentle, but the words he said were full of murderous aura.

Feng Liangzheng's Fengqi Wutong was already in front of her and made a defensive posture. Xue Yongye raised her eyebrows, "Su Yuan, it seems that you are not good, you actually told outsiders such a secret."

"I don't need Yuan'er to tell me, I know that you are afraid of Fengqi Wutong. When you tried every possible way to ask Fengqi Wutong, I felt that something was wrong. You don't even want Sister Jinshu's resurrection bell, but you insist on Fengqi Wutong. There must be something strange. Even if Yuan'er doesn't say it, I can guess."

Ye Nong raised his eyebrows. Feng Liangzheng was very smart and transparent. There was no need to lie about this matter. It was indeed not what Su Yuan said. Even if Su Yuan said it, it was understandable.

"Brother, do you have to kill us?" Xue Suyuan tried to play the emotional card. She knew Feng Liangzheng's cultivation level and could not kill Xue Yongye yet.

No one can kill Xue Yongye alone.

Xue Yongye gently shook the bone fan. He looked at his sister who had been taking care of her since childhood. Thinking of the dead Xue Lan, Xue Lan would rather die than use it for him.

Things that are two-minded are not worth keeping!

"For Su Yuan's sake, I can open my mouth. Young Master Feng, as long as you destroy Fengqi Wutong, you can leave today." Fengqi Wutong is an ancient artifact that outsiders cannot destroy or use. Except for the master, even if Feng Liangzheng handed Fengqi Wutong to Xue Yongye, Xue Yongye could not destroy Fengqi Wutong.

"Impossible!" Before Feng Liangzheng could answer, Xue Suyuan had already answered, "What a pity that Fengqi Wutong, a magical weapon that was rare in tens of millions of years, was destroyed."

"If it is not destroyed, the master must die. Su Yuan, you can only choose one of two."

"Run!" Xue Suyuan leaned close to Feng Liangzheng and whispered, "You run, don't worry about me. Even if I'm caught, don't worry about me, just pretend that I don't know me."

Feng Liangzheng chuckled, "Yuan'er, you respect me too much."
Chapter completed!