"What's the situation with Feng Laozong?"
King Feng asked with concern, showing his concern and concern for Feng Laozong's situation.
"The civil strife in Feng Laozong has been calmed down. The sect now controlled by Feng Youlai is in good order. Brother Feng Wang, there is no need to worry."
King Fenghu smiled, his calm tone revealing his relief that the sect was safe.
However, King Fenghu instantly restrained his relaxed attitude and his eyes became serious, "However, I heard that you have encountered some troubles."
"Yes." The Feng King took a deep breath, worry showing on his brows, "Even though we have eliminated the demons, their remaining power is still in every corner of the Wind Territory, and they are even plotting resistance in secret. Rule the Wind Territory , I face unprecedented challenges.”
After hearing this, King Fenghu's eyes became firm and he asked with concern: "Do you need help?"
"Of course," Feng Wang nodded, "With your help, we can easily eliminate the remaining forces of the demon clan."
King Feng Tiger's eyes were as bright as fire, he patted his chest, and said boldly: "Okay, I will help you, King Feng. I will completely eradicate the remnants of the demon clan, leaving no one behind."
At this moment, a golden-armored monk suddenly broke the tranquility. He broke into the hall without warning and walked firmly in front of the Wind King.
He lowered his head, showed courtesy in a humble manner, and said to the Wind King in a respectful tone: "Wind King, the wind keeps begging to meet you."
The Wind King looked a little surprised, a look of doubt flashed across his face, and there was some confusion in his eyes.
He asked in a puzzled tone: "The wind doesn't stop?"
After hearing the news, Zhang Liucheng felt a surge of surprise in his heart.
He thought silently: "Haven't Feng Buqian and Feng Yuxing returned to their families? Why did they come back so soon? Did they encounter some trouble that is difficult to solve?"
Driven by this thought, Zhang Liucheng stared at the golden-armored monk closely, and then said hurriedly: "Let him in quickly."
After listening to Zhang Liucheng's words, the golden-armored monk raised his head and had eye contact with the Wind King.
After getting the tacit approval of the Wind King, he turned around and quickly left the hall.
After a moment, Feng Bujie's figure emerged with difficulty at the other end of the hall.
Feng Bubu's robe should have been plain originally, but now it was stained with bright red blood. It was obvious that he had experienced a fierce battle outside.
Feng Bucessant's body was exhausted, and every step he took seemed extremely heavy, as if he was fighting against death with every step he took.
He walked into the hall slowly, ignoring everything around him except for his target - Zhang Liucheng.
However, when the wind stopped a few steps in front of Zhang Liucheng, his body suddenly became as limp as catkins.
The wave created by the combination of fatigue and pain surged over him in an instant, completely submerging him.
Feng's legs could no longer support the weight of his body, and with a thud, his heavy body fell to the ground.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Zhang Liucheng felt deeply alert in his heart.
He quickly moved to Feng BuChang's side, concentrating on exploring Feng BuChang's physical condition.
A trace of worry flashed in Zhang Liucheng's eyes, and he found that Feng Bubu had fallen into a coma.
Zhang Liucheng took a deep breath and tried his best to regain his composure.
Later, Zhang Liucheng turned his palm over, and an exquisite jade bottle appeared out of thin air in his hand.
Zhang Liucheng carefully opened the jade bottle and poured out an elixir. Then he raised the wind and gently put the elixir into his mouth.
As the elixir gradually exerted its effect in Feng Buqing's body, his breathing gradually became calmer.
Zhang Liucheng breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Feng Buqi had received timely treatment and all he had to do next was to wait for him to wake up.
Feng Wang quickly approached and asked Zhang Liucheng: "How is his injury?"
Zhang Liucheng replied cautiously: "Although his injuries are serious, there is no fear for his life. He had fought with the enemy before, and the spiritual energy in his body had been exhausted and he was seriously injured. However, after I took the elixir for him, His body is gradually recovering."
At this time, Feng Bustop slowly opened his heavy eyes. His vision was blurry and dull. But when he saw Zhang Liucheng and Feng Wang guarding him, surprise and surprise immediately appeared on his face. Expressions of gratitude.
"The wind doesn't stop, you're awake!" Zhang Liucheng said with a smile, "Your body is still a little weak, but it's no longer a serious problem. Please don't worry."
Feng BuChang nodded slightly, his tired eyes flashing with gratitude, "Little brother, thank you so much for saving me again!"
Zhang Liucheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Senior Feng Bujie, please stay indoors! Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. This is what we should do. I am very curious, what happened? What did you do? Will he be so seriously injured?"
Feng kept trying to recall everything that had happened before in his mind.
His eyes were a little blurry, as if he was trying to reconstruct that thrilling scene.
"After Feng Bujie and I returned to the family," Feng Bujie said slowly, each word filled with deep sorrow, "we found that the family is no longer what we remembered. The once familiar and warm mansion, Now it has been invaded and ravaged.”
Feng Bu paused for a moment, seeming to be trying his best to calm down the anger and sorrow in his heart.
Then, Feng Bubu said in a deep voice: "Feng Bubu and I decided to take back the mansion no matter what. We sneaked into the mansion and planned to launch a surprise attack on the invaders. However, we were besieged by several strong men."
Feng Bujiang's eyes suddenly became sharp, as if at that moment, time went back and the thrilling battle reappeared.
Feng Bujie described: "It was a fierce battle. They were like a pack of wolves, attacking in groups. Their bodies were incredibly strong, and they had obviously practiced the extremely powerful demonic body refining technique. "
Feng Bujie's voice revealed deep admiration and helplessness.
"Their strength is too strong, and we are no match for them. In order to protect me, Feng Yue decided to step forward, divert their attention, and create opportunities for me to escape alone. However, he was captured by them. My heart is filled with pain and guilt.”
Zhang Liucheng frowned as he listened to all this, his heart filled with worry and anger.
He asked in a deep voice: "Feng Ji, was he captured to cover you?"
Feng kept nodding his head, his eyes showing deep pain and helplessness.
He seemed to have used all his strength to open his closed lips with difficulty, and his voice was dry and hoarse: "Yes, he was seriously injured by those strong men, and finally fell into their clutches."
Hearing Feng Bujie's words, Zhang Liucheng took a deep breath, and the anger and determination surging in his heart poured out like a tide.
His face gradually turned livid, his eyes flashed with sharpness, and his clenched fists contained indescribable power.
Zhang Liucheng's voice sounded like thunder, echoing in the air: "Shameless thieves! You dare to invade other people's mansions with such arrogance. Now that I have encountered it, I can never sit idly by and ignore it. I will let you thieves taste it." A terrible price!"
Feng kept blinking, his eyes shining with hope.
With a hint of urgency, he revealed deep pleading in his tone: "Little brother, I beg you to lend a helping hand and help me. As long as you are willing to lend a helping hand, I will definitely do my best to repay your kindness."
Zhang Liucheng nodded vigorously, his eyes were as firm as iron, and he said in a deep voice: "I will help you and try my best to save Feng Yue from those despicable thieves!"
