"Wow!" A sudden burst of surprise caused everyone to talk.

Not surprisingly, Lin Feng felt the different gazes gathered, and nodded to Feng Zhuo at ease.

There is no need to say, and there is no need to do it. It is enough to just hand over everything to my grandfather. I believe that he will definitely be able to control such a situation.

"Quiet." Feng Zhuo's eyes burned and he drank slowly.

The voice was filled with the pressure of the Holy King level, as if a huge mountain of Tai was falling down with a bang.

The crowd, which was as lively as a vegetable market, suddenly became quiet. Feeling Feng Zhuo's hot gaze, everyone shut up and did not dare to say more. At the moment, it was like the one who stood up and died without a certain degree of courage. Who dared to offend a saint-level strong man or a clan leader of a clan?

but……

There is no absolute in the world.

"Yeah, it's so lively." A sassy voice broke the quiet atmosphere in the distance.

Everyone turned their heads and looked around. The crowd around them took the initiative to give in. The eyes of the Saint King-level powerful men were also rippling. They were quite curious about who ignored everything so much and dared to make trouble. On the flame basin, the fire light was still ferocious and vomited. Feng Zhuo's eyes were sharp and he stared straight ahead.

The breath gathered faintly, like a sharp sword unsheathed!

Lin Feng's heart moved slightly, but it was the first time he saw his grandfather Feng Zhuo's true strength. Just standing beside him, he could feel the powerful force at the level of the Saint King. This force was not directed towards him, but the three people walking forward.

Three men!

The leader was carrying his hands, his head held high and his chest was raised, with a faint smile, and he looked quite handsome like Pan An. He seemed frivolous, but he felt unfathomable. He was the head of the three. Facing the pressure of the Holy King Feng Zhuo, he was still like walking in the garden, and his strength was about to emerge.

The Seventh God Envoy, Assistant!

Behind the "Zo", the two men were lined up and left and right, with little difference in momentum. The one on the left was sharper and younger, while the one on the right felt much calmer. Lin Feng's eyes swept over and did not stop because the two could sense their strength.

The Peak of Saint!

In the human world, it may be enough to be a strong man who stands alone, but here it is just a "supporting role".

…

"Boy, what are you here to do?" The one who spoke was not Feng Zhuo, but the Red-browed Ancestor.

Only he, who has this ability and status, dares to call the seventh envoy of the temple "Zuo" as a boy, but no one questioned it.

"I have seen Senior Hongmei." Zuo bowed his head slightly to show respect. As the saying goes, he doesn't hit people with a smile. Even if he knows that the visitor is not good, the ancestor Hongmei had to stare blankly. Moreover, behind Zuo is a temple, the strongest force in the ancient clan.

"I am here this time, so I will naturally come to congratulate you." Zuo Wei smiled naturally, his rather bright smile made people unable to see what he was thinking.

The Red Eyes Ancestor curled his lips. He could not find a reason to refute for a while. It should be said that "expelled" the uninvited guest.

"If you sincerely congratulate me, I will be welcomed by my friend of the ancient clan of Jifeng." Feng Zhuo's voice was calm, but he showed his sharpness. Compared to the unrighteous words of the Red Eyebrow Ancestor, Feng Zhuo has experienced more situations as a clan leader.

"The patriarch is so worried, so I will naturally sincerely congratulate you." Zuo said with a smile, and said with a light stroke of the corner of his mouth. "Not only that, he also made a special trip to bring a gift!"

Lin Feng's eyes flashed, and as soon as the words fell in his ears fell, a cold light flashed in Zuo's hand, with strong energy and suddenly rushed out.

Extremely fast!

Just like, with a different purpose!

"Bang!" Feng Zhuo's figure moved and took it instantly, but it was a beautiful gift box wrapped in red and green. However, the moment he took it, the gift box suddenly opened, and a strange smile appeared on Zuo's face. Lin Feng felt something was wrong in his heart and shouted, "Grandpa!"

The voice was just shouted, but it was too late.

The packaging of the gift box was broken in an instant, revealing the true face of Mount Lu, causing an uproar around him.

An ancient cup!

There are two words written above the ancient cup, two words that make Feng Min's face look ferocious and distorted—

Feng Yao!

"This is..." Lin Feng's eyes changed continuously and he understood in an instant.

Urn!

Feng Yao's urn!

Feng Zhuo's face turned blue and white, and there was no time to react. In an instant, with the luminous light of Zuo's eyes, the urn exploded inexplicably with the sound of "Peng". The word "Feng Yao" was broken, and the ashes in the sky fell down with the urn.

There was silence in the venue.

Everyone looked at this scene in horror, completely stunned.

"Tsk tsk." Zuo shook his head and sighed, "Even if the Feng Clan Chief doesn't like the gift, he doesn't need to do this, right?" After a pause, Zuo sneered slightly, "I just think that Brother Feng Yao should also want to participate in this 'recognition of relatives and ancestors' ceremony, because..."

"It was you who was killed to protect this 'match' grandson!" The voice was instantly cold, and Zuo deliberately read the word 'match' repeatedly and gritted his teeth. The people of the Ancient Tribe of the Jifeng tribe all looked ashen, and many of them showed even shame and even angry expressions.

The situation has changed drastically!

Before, Feng Yao's affairs were covered up by Feng Zhuo and Feng Min and handled them in a low-key manner.

But now, it is being made public in full view of everyone!

If it were any other time, there would never be such a sensation at the moment, and even if the matter was exposed, Feng Yao would only suffer. But now it is different. No one will care about the truth of the matter. In fact, under Zuo's deliberate creation, everyone has already preconceived ideas.

Originally, the members of the ancient Jifeng clan were already dissatisfied with the so-called "recognition of relatives and return to their ancestors", but they had no choice but to accept it.

But at the moment, all the dissatisfaction and depression burst out all at once!

"Please take back the life."

"The clan leader cancels the ceremony."

...

There was a sound of kneeling on one knee.

The members of the ancient tribe of the Jifeng tribe were kneeling on the ground and bowing to petition. For the ancient tribe with extremely high self-esteem, this is an absolute scandal, and if the scandal continues, it will undoubtedly make things worse.

"What are you doing!" The Red-browed Ancestor roared angrily.

But his irritability is useless at the moment, and no matter how strong his strength is, it is useless.

The human heart is already on the side of "Zhao".

Feng Zhuo's face changed continuously and was completely at a disadvantage. However, a cold sneer appeared on Zuo's face. This effect was long as he expected, but his real purpose was not this. His eyes slowly fell to another person in the distance, and a gleam in Zuo's eyes flashed.

His real purpose is Feng Min!

At this time, Feng Min's face was covered in ferociousness, and her fists were clenched tightly and the blue veins were exposed, as if she had reached the critical point of anger. He knew that this urn was not Feng Yao's real ashes, but now that he was brought to the table like this, both him and his dead son had completely lost all his face.

Suddenly—

"I killed people."

"This matter has nothing to do with the patriarch. What's going to come to me?"

Lin Feng's eyes flickered slightly and he spoke indifferently.

At this moment, if you don’t do anything, things will continue to deteriorate and cannot be saved.

Since his "reputation" has fallen to the bottom and people have all evil, they needless to let it continue to "evil". Anyway, no matter how much I please these proud ancient tribe members, I can't get anything or save anything.

For yourself, only relatives are the most important.

Never let grandpa’s reputation be ruined.

"Lin Feng!" Feng Zhuo was surprised and understood in an instant, and his face darkened. However, Lin Feng turned his head and nodded to Feng Zhuo, "Believe me, grandpa." His voice was very light, but he revealed full confidence. Feng Zhuo was hesitant. Of course he wanted to stand up and clarify, but he knew that this would make things uncontrollable.

And the most important thing is that the light he saw in Lin Feng's eyes made him feel inexplicably at ease.

Maybe, he is really old...

"What did you say?" Zuo looked ugly. He showed a bad expression for the first time.

However, they never expected that Lin Feng would beat him back and turn the situation around in half. Although they still had the upper hand, the people of the ancient Jifeng tribe who were half kneeling on the ground had hesitation and uncertainty on their faces. They didn't know what was going on.

Suppress Lin Feng?

For Zuo, this is never a big deal!

He wants to kill Lin Feng, why do he have to spend a lot of effort to be such a big dragon and phoenix?

"Didn't hear it clearly?" Lin Feng smiled calmly and looked at Zuo, "I mean, Feng Yao was killed by me."

"I first joined the Ancient Tribe of the Joanfeng tribe that day and looked for the clan leader. The one who received me was Feng Yao, the chief manager." Lin Feng's eyes swept over and fell on one of the tribe members in an instant. "Jia Tang, who was in charge of the guard at that time, can prove it." The young man named Jia Tang was stunned, and felt everyone's eyes gathered, and even raised his hand, "Yes, that's right."

Lin Feng smiled slightly and continued, "Then, because the patriarch is not here, we are waiting for the moment."

As if he was telling a story, everyone was quickly attracted to attention. Even Feng Min, who reached the critical point of rage, gradually calmed down, his eyes were cold. Zuo looked ugly. Although he knew Lin Feng was making up the story, what happened at that time? What did he say?

Could you tell everyone that he asked Feng Yao to kill Lin Feng and lead Lin Feng into the Blood Story?

"During this period, we had some unhappiness." Lin Feng shrugged and said, "Just like this senior, the chief manager Feng Yao also looked down on people of our identities, so he started to compete for martial arts. It was also my impulse to be young and agreed in a moment of confusion."

"Who would have thought that the chief manager and I were equally strong. Everyone was young and energetic and refused to give in, and no one was willing to give in. As a result..."

"Oh." With a long sigh, Lin Feng turned his head and looked at Feng Min, and bowed his head, "Actually, I have always wanted to apologize to my senior, but I just couldn't find a chance. Here, I want to say sincerely to my senior... I'm sorry." Feng Min's expression changed continuously, and she pursed her lips tightly. Although she was reluctant, she had to swallow her tone.

Everyone knows that it is inevitable that the wrong move during the competition will be a mistake.

After all, the strength of the two is equal, and the outcome is a slight difference.

After a while, he said it was full of stubbornness and angularity. At this time, everyone in the ancient clan of Jifeng was hotly discussed. The heavy atmosphere just now had already disappeared. The Red Eyebrow Ancestor raised his eyebrows, as if he was very happy, but Zuo's expression was extremely gloomy.

All his plans were wasted!
Chapter completed!