Just when Ruan Yingzhe and Shen Xuan were having a headache for Shen Yifeng's attack, a petite figure rushed into the Vermilion Bird family when no one noticed.

Carefully dodging the patrolling guards, Shen Yanxiao immediately walked towards the cellar.

At the entrance to the cellar, four guards were standing guard at the door.

The corners of Shen Yanxiao's mouth hooked up a sneer, and the petite figure flew towards the four people like a ghost.

The four guards only felt a black shadow flash in front of them, and the next second they were all stunned.

Shen Yanxiao stood in the middle of the four, looked at the four guards who had been controlled by the spell with contempt, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, the four people continued to stand at their posts as if they had not noticed Shen Yanxiao's existence at all, and let Shen Yanxiao swagger into the cellar in front of them.

The dark and damp cellar, the air was filled with a musty smell, and after walking through the long stairs, Shen Yanxiao gradually approached the cellar.

There is a hint of moisture in the air around you, and you feel a little cool when you brush your skin.

Shen Yanxiao frowned slightly, even a healthy person can't live in such a place, let alone Shen Feng, who was seriously injured?

Shen Yanxiao's heart couldn't help but sink a little.

Moving on, Shen Yanxiao finally saw a faint light in the darkness, she quickened her pace, looking for the light and walking.

However, when she saw everything in front of her, there was a loud bang in her head, and her thin body couldn't help but feel a little hasty.

In the cellar, which is less than twenty square meters, seven or eight embarrassed figures crouched against the wall in the corner.

Shen Ling, who had a haggard face, lost his former heroism, and could not find a trace of blood on his pale face, he knelt on the wet ground, his hands were tightly pressed against the chest of the person lying on the ground, and he tried his best to instill his fighting spirit into the person's body.

And lying on the ground, dying, it was Shen Feng, who Shen Yanxiao had been concerned about for a long time.

If it weren't for Shen Feng's aura being so familiar, I'm afraid that Shen Yanxiao wouldn't have recognized him at all.

The once high-spirited old man was paralyzed on the cold ground at this moment, with dirty straw under him, and brown blood coagulated on his filthy clothes, although Shen Feng was old, his body had always been good, and he didn't look like any vicissitudes before, but now, Shen Feng was full of white hair, and his familiar face seemed to have aged ten years in just half a year.

Shen Yanxiao's heart tightened.

Shen Ling, who was trying to maintain Shen Feng's last breath with his fighting spirit, heard an extremely slight footsteps, there was no expression on his numb face, and he didn't even raise his head at all, just said in a hoarse voice, "You beasts will have retribution sooner or later, even if I die, I will turn into a ghost and ask for your life." ”

Shen Yanxiao was slightly stunned, his eyes were a little red, Shen Ling, who had always been taciturn, now uttered such a vicious curse, one can imagine how unconscionable Shen Xuan and Shen Yue's actions were.

"Fifth Uncle... It's me. ”

Shen Ling's embarrassed figure froze suddenly, he raised his head in surprise, and saw Shen Yanxiao's little white face by the faint light.

"Xiao... Rustling... How did you get back? Shen Ling never expected that he would be able to see Shen Yanxiao one day again.

"Hurry up! The Vermilion Bird Family is completely finished, how far have you gone, don't come back! Shen Ling used almost all his strength to roar.