Chapter Word Count: 2157 Updated: 15-10-25 11:11

After Hong'er left, they sat in the room for a long time, but they still didn't see her come back, and they began to feel slightly uneasy.

"I don't know what's going on outside, is there really something wrong?" she couldn't help but think about it, feeling that it wasn't a good sign.

After a while, however, she suddenly became happy again.

After all, today is a good day for her to get married to Feng Yifei.

She didn't know how long she had been looking forward to this day.

Shuangshuang fell into the longing for the wind again.

Faintly, Feng Yifei's voice and smile began to appear slightly in front of her eyes again......

I don't know how long it was, but the door knocked softly, "Squeak......"

This time, Shuangshuang was very alert, and he suddenly rejoiced in his heart, knowing that Hong'er was back, so he quickly got up and opened the door.

However, when she opened the door, she found that the person standing outside the door was not Hong'er, but a woman with an almost strange appearance.

The woman stood there gracefully, looking at her with a slight smile, dressed in colorful clothes, almost dazzling.

It's like a butterfly that has just come off its cocoon, exuding a demonic and strange atmosphere.

Shuangshuang was suddenly shocked in his heart, knowing that the situation was not good, and quickly closed the door.

However, before the door could be closed, I felt a sudden tightness in my chest, and then a numbness under my ribs, and then, it was pitch black before my eyes, and I knew nothing.

It's as if you're wrapped in a white cocoon.

Although Shuangshuang didn't know who it was, she knew who sent it.

Because she knew that only that person in this world could be so despicable.

She really didn't expect that her father would really attack her on his daughter's big day.

But she knew it too late.

When she knew this, her whole body had been wrapped in layers of silk by the Silkworm Lady, bringing out this cave room that originally filled her with fantasy and longing.

And Lei Tingen has also come to the Feng family at this time.

When Lei Tingen walked into the Feng family, the victory or defeat in the courtyard was already obvious.

The masters of the Feng family have almost died, and now, only Feng Yifei and Zhuo Bufan are still desperately resisting.

However, no matter how stubborn they resisted, they were all dead.

At this moment, Lei Tingen was sitting in a small red light gauze sedan chair.

Four palanquin bearers stood around the palanquin, preventing the sudden attack of the Feng family's masters.

And Jiang Chen stood on the left side of the sedan chair, next to Lei Tingen's place.

Through the sedan curtain, Lei Tingen's eagle-like sharp eyes scanned the fight in the Wind Mansion.

Although he knew that the master of the Lei family had already won the victory, there was not the slightest joy on his face.

There was even a slight hint of anger.

The raid was too slow.

The efficiency of these so-called Jianghu masters invited by Jiang Chen is too low.

- A small wind mansion, it still takes so long.

But he still watched with relish.

It's a rare game, and it's a thrilling game.

Seeing Feng Yifei struggling hard, he couldn't help but laugh.

At this moment, Feng Yifei is like a wounded, angry leopard.

His palms were like two unstoppable knives, and in just an instant, the three masters who were besieging him were unable to get close.

Although he seems to have lost his mind to the extreme, the moves he can use are extremely methodical, both offensive and defensive, both offensive and defensive.

Even if it is attacked by three people at the same time, it is more offensive and less defensive.

He's already starting to fight hard.

And the three masters of the Lei family who were besieging him, one with a knife and two with a sword.

The one who wielded the knife was a thin, slender man in white.

Although people are gentle, their knife skills are extremely proficient and vicious.

The two men who wielded the sword were bearded men, about thirty years old, and looked very similar.

It is clear that this is a pair of twin brothers.

Therefore, when they attacked, their body shape and footwork were extremely delicately coordinated, and it was simply seamless, and there was no flaw at all.

Then, only a long whine was heard.

The middle-aged white-clothed man who made the knife suddenly changed his knife technique, and the long knife drew an arc in mid-air, and the sharp knife light immediately rolled up a cloud of dust on the ground.

Then his whole being was thrown into dust.

But he didn't fall accidentally, he did it on purpose.

At the same time as he fell, his people were like a sharp knife shadow, pressing towards the next three roads that flew into the wind.

- This is the move of the authentic ground sword.

And the twin brothers who made the sword, at this moment, also began to step up their offensive behind Feng Yifei.

- It was his door that attacked.

As soon as the wind flew, it was attacked before and after, and it was attacked up and down.

Advance, you can't advance, you can't retreat, you can't retreat, the situation is extremely dangerous.

But at this moment, he has completely let himself go.

He didn't want to go back at all.

The series of bloodshed just now had already made his eyes red and had made him lose his mind.

I saw that he turned his right hand into a fist, flew away, and used the Feng family's Tongtian palm, and at the same time slashed towards the middle-aged white-clothed swordsman, his left hand also hurriedly swung towards the pair of twin brother swordsmen behind him.

I could only hear three dings, dings, and dings behind me, and there were two screams.

But there was no blood on the ground.

And the sword shadows of the twin brothers who attacked behind him had disappeared.

On the foreheads of the twin brothers, each nailed a silver glittering hidden weapon.

- It is a nail that chases the wind and kills the life.

It turned out that at the same time as the wind flew out of the palm of the sky, both hands hit the wind-chasing life-killing nail,

And the middle-aged swordsman's ground knife was also coerced by Feng Yifei's move to the heavens just now, and he also took three steps back in succession, and flipped back several times lightly.

Then, one was unsteady on his feet and almost fell.

He propped his knife on the ground and stood there in a daze, glaring at Feng Yifei's hand with palpitations.

Obviously scared of his chasing wind and killing nails.

However, before he could stand firmly, he saw a sudden flicker in front of him.

Then, another sharp white light suddenly struck.

Before he could see clearly what this white light was, he heard a "plop".

He also fell to the ground suddenly, and there was also a wind-chasing nail nailed to his forehead.

Nail, chasing the wind kills, it is simply faster than the wind.

Lei Tingen didn't seem to be shocked at all when he saw that the wind flew and killed the three masters of the Lei family in an instant, and even smiled.

Because in his eyes, it's like a fun game.

No matter who lives or dies, for him, it doesn't matter.

He is still in full control of the rules of the game.

Besides, all he wanted was the final victory.

And he firmly believes that the final victory must belong to him, and no one can snatch the fruits of victory from his hands.

Besides, since you want to play a game, of course, the more lively the game, the better, and the more tragic the scene, the better.

If the opponent is vulnerable, how boring it is.

He just wanted to see how Feng Yifei was struggling in front of him.