Chapter 612 Hit Doom 3
Everyone was dumb, and dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

Shui Lulan was also slightly startled, she didn't expect Dongyang Fengxuan to swing a sword at random, with only [-]% to [-]% force, it was actually so powerful.

"If Huangfu Yi dies today, you will all be buried with him!" Feng Xuan shouted loudly, raising his sword to Shui Lulan, "Did you hear that! Shui Lulan, save him!"

Shui Lulan didn't pay attention to Feng Xuan's sword, but looked at Huangfu Yi with a complicated expression.For so many years, she has always wanted to avenge her father, how could she save him again and again.

Huangfu Yi's whole body was covered with blood, Shui Lulan slowly approached him, and glanced at the clansmen, all of them were angry eyes.

"Patriarch, even if we die, we can't save this demon!" Someone yelled boldly, and then the scene got out of control.

"It was him who caused our wives to be separated and Old General Shui to be killed!"

"..."

The voices of denunciation came one after another, until the Qiankun Sword in Fengxuan's hand flashed blue light, revealing the aura of innate death, and everyone turned horrified and closed their mouths.

Huangfu Yi didn't have much time to wait, Feng Xuan said sharply to Shui Lulan: "Everyone's life here depends on your one thought. I hope you, the patriarch, will make the most correct choice."

Shui Lulan raised her head gently, and met Fengxuan's hostile gaze: "Why do you ask me to save him every time you come to me? What does he have to do with you, and it's worth your kindness to him again and again?"

Feng Xuan hesitated slightly, and said in a deep voice, "He was injured so badly to help me."

Shui Lulan's eyes flashed, and she sneered, it turned out that the current Huangfu Yi still has feelings, and he would do it for one person, regardless of his own safety.

"Patriarch, you don't have to worry about us~" As soon as the man finished speaking, Feng Xuan moved behind him in an instant, strangling his neck with one hand.

The Qiankun sword was too powerful, Fengxuan didn't dare to use it lightly, she exerted a little bit of strength with her hand, and the person who was caught couldn't move, his face was ashen, and he was struggling constantly on the verge of death.

"Let him go!" Shui Lulan hurriedly called out.

"Huangfu Yi is dead, and all of you will die!" Feng Xuan's tone could not refuse at all.

The gazes of the whole clan fell on Shui Lulan, and they all looked at death as if they were at home, waiting for Shui Lulan to say a word.

"Okay, I have my own discretion in everything, I'm the head of the clan, and I'll listen to everything!" Shui Lulan's gaze sank, she glanced at Huangfu Yi, and said to Fengxuan, "Let him go."

Fengxuan read the tenderness in Shui Lulan's eyes, knowing that she would save Huangfu Yi, so he let go of the man who was in control.

Shui Lulan brought Huangfu Yi into the small bamboo house.

Fengxuan was guarding the outside of the house. She used up her magic power to use the Qiankun Sword again and again, and she kept transporting spiritual power for Huangfu Yi. Her back, let her stand up.

"Xiaofeng, will Shui Lulan really save him? Shall we go in and have a look?" Bing'er couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Feng Xuan shook his head, Shui Lulan had saved Huangfu Yi once or twice, and this third time, she would still save her.

In the small bamboo hut, Huangfu Yi was lying on the bed, and Shui Lulan cleaned the wound for him, stopped the bleeding, and finished bandaging.

Her eyes were cold, and tremblingly, she took out a dagger from her sleeve, pulled out the dagger, and the sharp blade flashed.

(End of this chapter)

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