Quiet, dead still!

At this moment, everyone present was stunned, looking at Yang Feng's gaze as if they were looking at a monster, dumbfounded.

Yang Feng withdrew his palm, and then looked down at the Void Cloud Dao Leader who had just lost his breath for a long time, the blue light flashed in his hand, and he immediately summoned the green jade staff and pointed at the old man.

"Resurrect it!"

Swish!

The light curtain full of vitality poured on him suddenly, and after a while, the old Dao'er's body couldn't help twitching, and then he opened his eyes leisurely, but his head was a little confused: "Hey, where am I? Sect Leader Yang, why are you alive? Oh, it's me who died, otherwise how could I see Sect Leader Yang?"

How is it possible? Resurrected.

When the people around saw this magical scene, they couldn't help but be secretly amazed, this Yang Sect Master is really a miracle, and the dead can be saved, which is amazing, and it is worthy of being Nanjue.

Yang Feng grinned, looked at the old man and said, "Void Cloud Dao Chief, I'm not dead, and you're fine." I, the leader of the Nanzhao Martial Arts Alliance, don't have so much time to take care of so many trivial matters, and I still have to help me take care of many things, so you can't just pick on it, hehehe. ”

Well?

Xuyun Dao was puzzled, and only after looking at the people around him and asking about the situation did he suddenly realize.

It turned out that just now this Yang Sect Master came back from the dead, beat Long Xiaotian away, and saved himself, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed immediately, and thanked Yang Feng for his gratitude.

Yang Feng shook his head noncommittally and smiled, his face full of humility.

For his own people, Yang Feng has never been stingy.

Although this Xuyun Old Dao was not a member of the Holy Fire Sect, he was one of the supporters who originally recommended himself as the leader of the Nanzhao Martial Arts Alliance, and he was also the deputy alliance leader appointed by himself.

He also behaved well, he actually dared to go against the northern dragon Xiaotian for the sake of the righteousness of the southern martial arts, he was a man, and Yang Feng admired it very much.

With such a loyal subordinate, Yang Feng certainly couldn't give up easily.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Feng looked around, looked at the white cloth and long silk here, and finally asked the doubts in his heart: "Hey, what are you doing here? Why is it the same as a funeral? Who died?"

Belch!

Their hearts couldn't help but stagnate, everyone looked at each other, they all smiled awkwardly, and finally the poison king bowed down and said, "Sect Master, this is the mourning hall prepared for you." The sect masters of the entire Southern Martial Arts, grateful for your kindness, have come to see you off. ”

"Huh, me?"

"Yes, Brother Feng. They all said you were dead, and they asked us to give you one last ride, and I was almost scared to death when I heard about it. Good thing you're back to life, woo woo!"

At this time, Yin Tianxue ran into Yang Feng's arms crying, sobbing constantly.

Yang Feng was stunned, looked up, and found that several of his girls had come, and suddenly realized.

I see, they all thought they were hanging, so they came to watch the spirit.

It's really good, these girls are still affectionate and righteous to Lao Tzu, and they usually don't hurt them in vain.

Thinking of this, Yang Feng couldn't help grinning, patted Yin Tianxue's back gently, and said with relief: "Don't cry, I'm not fine, it's just a misunderstanding." ”

"What a misunderstanding, your misunderstanding is too big, it's about to scare us to death. ”

"That's it, you're not allowed to die so casually in the future. ”

"yes, I almost thought my child didn't have a father. ”

Hearing him say this, Ji Shishi and the other three girls stepped forward one after another and took turns to reprimand, but Yang Feng shook his head with a smile, disapproving. It was just Yun Zhan's last sentence that made Yang Feng chuckle in his heart and be stunned.

Then Yang Feng raised his eyes to look at the baby in Yun Zhan's arms, he was sluggish, he couldn't speak for a long time, and after a while, he muttered, "That...... This kid ...... Who's?"

"What do you mean?"

Feng Mei glared, and Yun Zhan immediately became angry: "Of course this is your seed, otherwise who do you think it is?" Do you suspect that I am disloyal to you?"

"Uh...... No, I'm just not ready for it, I already have a baby?"

Hum!

A rough breath erupted from his nostrils, and Yun Zhan turned his head in annoyance, unwilling to pay attention to him.

Yang Feng smacked his mouth twice, looked at the baby with a longing expression, and was a little timid, after all, it was the first time to be a father, and it was so sudden, he muttered unconsciously: "Male and female, give me a hug, okay?"

Yun Zhan rolled his eyes and glared at him fiercely, but still carefully handed over the child in his arms.

Yang Feng took it, looking at the eyes that were exactly the same as himself, his heart was like turning over the river and the sea, and he didn't know what it was like. There are surprises, but also some confusion.

He is only in his twenties now, and in his previous college life, he didn't even have a girlfriend, but he suddenly had a son, which ......

How to raise this son, it's too sudden, and I don't have any experience at all.

Yang Feng's heart was full of nervousness, in the future, the child's upbringing, education, everything had to keep up, and he had no plan, what should he do?

Once upon a time, when he faced Qiu Xiaotian's peerless powerhouses, his heart was calm and waveless. But this time, in the face of such a child, he was a little in a hurry.

Just because this is his son, he doesn't know how to give him the best of himself.

When Ji Shishi and the other women saw Yang Feng smiling and stunned at the child, they didn't feel a little jealous, and they all said coquettishly: "Master, we also have a child." ”

"Well, you know, there's a chance for everybody. But now, I'm going to celebrate my eldest son's birthday first, hahaha!"

Yang Tian laughed, and Yang Feng asked Yun Zhan, "By the way, has my son's full moon wine been done?"

"Not yet, your father is not here, what should I do?"

"I don't know if I will hit the day, anyway, my martial arts colleagues are here today, so I'll do it today, dismantle all these messy white silks, and change them to a festive color, I have a son, hahaha!"

Yang Feng held the baby high and shouted to everyone present.

A group of fellow martial artists bowed down to him and congratulated: "Congratulations to Sect Master Yang, happy to your son!"

Then, the funeral turned into a celebration, and the entire southern martial arts celebrated together, eating and drinking in the Holy Fire Sect, and staggered together.

Those who were with Long Xiaotian were so frightened that they quickly slipped away, not daring to stay any longer.

At the same time, in a small valley a hundred miles away, Long Xiaotian was in pain all over his body, crawling on the ground constantly, vomiting dozens of taels of blood from time to time, looking like he was dying.

He wanted to use his strength to heal his wounds, but at this time, the five realms and five elements of energy in his body kept shuttling and colliding, making him unable to control it at all, and he could only let those strange forces destroy his tendons and internal organs, and he couldn't do anything. Not even a panacea, doesn't work.

This is the power of the Five Elements Yin and Yang Palm, using the power of the five elements to disrupt the balance of the five elements of the opponent's body, causing it to collapse internally.

This palm against the sky couldn't even stand the patriarch of the five divine beasts, let alone Long Xiaotian, a human flesh and blood body.

It can be said that he is leaving a breath now, just waiting for death.

"I can't just die, I'm unwilling!" gritted his teeth, Long Xiaotian's eyes were about to split, and his eyes were red.

Call!

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared in the air, and said with a wicked smile: "Resentment, don't you resent, sign this contract, exchange your soul for the power of revenge, the deity will definitely let you get your wish, Zun Ji!"

The pupils of his eyes couldn't help but shrink fiercely, and Long Xiaotian looked at the page of paperwork in front of the black shadow fixedly......