Zhuo Bufan's hand holding the knife already had a pale blue pulse, just like a dragon hidden in the deep sea because it couldn't stand the loneliness of the bottom of the sea, and began to move.

The appearance of the dragon will definitely make a lot of waves.

It's just that I don't know how high Zhuo Bufan, a dragon who has been seriously injured, can lift the waves.

However, Lei Tingen didn't seem to be worried at all, he even smiled disdainfully, and then, turning his head again, pointing to the dead bodies lying on the ground, he said to the wind:

Feng Gongzi, just now you said that if two people don't have a grudge, they don't have to kill each other, so what kind of grudge do you have with these people, but you still don't kill them?

Feng Yifei said loudly: But, you killed all these people?

Lei Tingen nodded and said, "Oh, yes, that's right, these people were indeed killed by me, but why are they lying in the Feng family?"

What would their relatives, friends, masters, and disciples who had come to help them collect their bodies if they saw their bodies lying in the Feng family?

They only know that they died in your Feng family, and since they died in the Feng family, then they will definitely think that they were killed by your Feng Gongzi.

Then, when the time comes, they will only seek revenge on you, not me, besides, you will already be dead by then, and if I say who killed you, isn't it who killed you?

Therefore, even if I don't kill you today, their relatives, friends, and disciples will kill you. That is, from today onwards, there is no place for your surname Feng in the world, hahaha......

Thunder got a little carried away.

Feng Yifei pointed his sword at him and said angrily: The surname is Lei, you are too vicious, you are not a human at all.

Lei Tingen snorted contemptuously, and said coldly: You don't care if I'm human or not, but I know that you must be not human before me.

Because after a while, you will become a ghost, and you will still be a ghost who died unjustly, a ghost with infamy, and I will make you become a ghost and you will not be able to live in peace.

However, at this time, Zhuo Bufan was unusual, and suddenly laughed, and said: Yes? surnamed Lei, do you think your conspiracy can really succeed?

Hearing Zhuo Bufan's laughter, Lei Tingen's back suddenly seemed to be stabbed by something, the muscles on his face couldn't help twitching, and his face suddenly became ugly.

He slowly turned around and looked at Jiang Chen, who was following him like a dog.

And when Jiang Chen was looked at by Lei Tingen like this, it was like being scraped vigorously by an unsheathed knife, so he hurriedly pointed at Zhuo Bufan and said loudly:

Hmph, you will find out in a moment whether our plot succeeds or not, for I have sent someone to inform the friends of the deceased and ask them to come and collect the body.

As soon as the words fell, I saw a creaking sound coming from outside the door, and then, I saw a carriage slowly driving into the courtyard of the Feng family.

The car is broken, the horse is a thin horse, but the person driving the car is a well-dressed son of a family.

It is Bai Muyun, who is called the son of the iris shoulder by the people in the rivers and lakes, the eldest young master of the Golden Villa.

The Iris Boy is finally here.

Iris is a friend of Jiang Chen, and he is also a friend of Zhuo Bufan, but I don't know who he will help when he rushes over at this time?

The courtyard, which had been filled with the intersection of kingos, suddenly fell silent, except for the almost falling swaying sound of the broken carriage as it moved.

Everyone stopped their blades and looked at the young man in silence, as the gate was opened, as he unloaded the threshold, as the carriage slowly drove in, as he tied his horse, and watched his carriage.

It seems that the old car will fall apart if it is only a little shaken, and that the thin horse, as if it has been whipped a little twice, will fall.

He didn't move, and neither did the others, as if he was afraid that the slightest movement would startle the broken car and scare away the skinny horse, and that the young man would claim compensation from him.

Bai Gongzi parked the carriage beside Zhuo Bufan, tied it up, and then turned around, arched his hand at Zhuo Bufan, smiled on his face, and said:

Brother Zhuo, you see, the younger brother's carriage really can't go fast, so hurry up and hurry, and you won't come here until now, you won't blame the younger brother.

However, Zhuo Bufan didn't mean to blame him at all, nor did he mean to think that he came too late.

Seeing his arrival, Zhuo Bufan didn't know how excited he was, so excited that he could barely stand on his feet.

He grabbed Bai Muyun's hand tightly, as if he had long forgotten the pain all over his body, tears swirled in his eyes, and he desperately endured it to prevent it from falling.

He grabbed Bai Muyun's hand, walked straight in front of Feng Yifei, his voice was even a little trembling, and said: Yifei, this is the good friend I often mention to you, the people in the rivers and lakes call the young man of the iris, and he is also the eldest young master of Bai Qinghou Bai of the Golden Villa, Bai Muyun.

Twilight nodded with a smile at the wind.

However, the wind flew and was unusually indifferent.

There was no sign on his face of the special excitement and excitement that this weeping iris boy had put down his shelf and came to help.

He seemed to think that this iris boy should not have come at all.

What the hell is wrong with him?

Feng Yifei no longer paid attention to Bai Gongzi, he didn't even look up at him, just looked at the masters of the Feng family who fell to the ground and those Zhuo Bufan friends who came to help, the muscles at the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he said with a gloomy expression: Brother Zhuo, your friends are dead.

People came to help, but instead of saying a word of gratitude, his face was cold, and he really didn't know what was going on in his heart.

However, that Bai Gongzi didn't mean to blame him at all, but laughed out loud and said: Feng Gongzi is really righteous, Bai really admires it.

Feng Yifei still looked indifferent, and said in a deep voice: Bai Gongzi can come, of course Feng is grateful, but this is the Feng family's own business, and there is no need for outsiders to interfere.

Otherwise, the hatred between the two families will continue, endlessly, and the grievances and grievances between us and the Lei family will still have to be settled after all, and now, it is time to end it.

Brother Feng, let's take a break with Bai Gongzi in the back hall for a while, and after I settle all the grievances with the Lei family, Feng will come to have two drinks with Bai Gongzi.

Zhuo Bufan looked at him, as if he was extremely excited, and the tears that had been circling in his eyes finally couldn't help it, and slowly flowed down, and said sadly: Yifei, you ......

Feng Yifei looked at him and said coldly: Brother Zhuo, Bai Gongzi is your friend, not mine, please don't interfere in the affairs of our Feng family anymore.

Zhuo Bufan choked up and said in a trembling voice: Yifei, I know what you mean, but ......

What Zhuo Bufan originally wanted to say was, but if we didn't let Bai Gongzi help, then the Feng family might really be wiped out.

However, he understood the meaning of the wind flying, but he still didn't say it after all.