Martial God of Myriad Realms

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Chapter two thousand two hundred and forty weird old man

"Wang Wang, wait for a while."

Seeing this, Cheng Feng said, "Your mother has suffered a lot of irritation, and she has some mental disorders.

"In my opinion, it's better to let her sleep for a while."

"Cheng Gongzi, my mother is like this, how can she fall asleep!"

Wang's face was anxious softly.

"This is simple."

Cheng Feng's thoughts erupted, turned into a stream of water, and poured into Yuan Fengmei's mind.

Soon, Yuan Fengmei's eyes blurred, and she finally fell asleep.

Seeing this, Wang Qingrou stepped forward with ease and helped Yuan Fengmei.

Wang Genu originally wanted to hold Yuan Fengmei's body in her arms, and took it off from her arms so that she could sleep more comfortably.

But it seemed that he was obsessed. Yuan Fengmei did not let go, even in her dreams.

Seeing this, Wang Qing's eyes were full of tears, but he didn't try to force them.

Because the body was familiar to her, it was his father Wang Liang!

Cheng Feng saw this scene in his eyes, sighed, and turned to look at the other prisons.

I saw three prisons inside the star cell.

One of them held a pale-haired old man.

After seeing Yuan Chengzhang, with guilt and excitement, he split the cell with one palm and rescued the old man.

This person is impressively the successor of the Yuan family, Yuan Chenggong.

In the second cell, three ninth masters who ascended the sky were held.

It was Yuan Chenggong's left arm and right arm, Yuan Baixiong couldn't bear to kill.

So he was locked up in a cell, with the intention of slowly finding ways to subject him to submission.

In the last prison was a man with disheveled hair.

Because the body was too dirty and messy, and his face was still full of beard, he couldn't see how old he was.

"Brother, thank you so much."

"You not only returned Yuan's granddaughter, but also helped Yuan to vindicate."

"This kind of great grace, Yuan is memorable!"

While Cheng Feng was observing the man with disheveled hair, Yuan Chenggong came close to Cheng Feng and bowed to him.

"Mr. Yuan doesn't need to be polite."

Cheng Feng retracted his gaze and said with a smile: "I saw the uneven road and helped each other. This is what I and other martial arts should do!"

"Now that you meet it, let's manage it!"

"Little brother, thank you!"

After hearing Cheng Feng's words, Yuan Chenggong admired Cheng Feng with heart.

Can't help but bow down again.

"Mr. Yuan, don't be polite with me yet."

Cheng Feng helped Yuan Chenggong: "At present, the most important thing to do is to set aside any chaos and flatten your rebellious generations in Yuan family."

"Wash your sewage thoroughly!"

"Well, that's right."

Yuan Chenggong deservedly came from the family. He was reminded by Cheng Feng that he immediately responded.

Immediately began to issue an order to get his heirs out of the way, to clean up the Yuan family ’s traitors and the wall grass.

At the same time rescue those who were murdered by Yuan Baixiong and even detained elsewhere.

Although things were complicated, Yuan Chenggong handled them well.

In a matter of minutes, a large number of people left Tianxing Prison to cleanse the entire Yuan family.

After doing this, Yuan Chenggong relaxed and walked towards Wang Genrou.

"Grandpa, my mother ..."

Wang cried softly, and his eyes were swollen.

"Xiaorou, I know, I know!"

Yuan Chenggong clenched his hands tightly, and his nails pierced the flesh: "When Fengmei became like this, I always watched by my side."

"I Yuan successfully swear, I will never let this happen again!"

"At the same time, let those **** clutter pay the price of blood!"

Said, Yuan Chenggong looked at Yuan Baixiong who was caught by Cheng Feng in his eyes, and there was a flame of hatred that could not be melted!

He used to be too kind before betraying his loved ones and even hurting his children.

Now he wants to change and turn kindness into blood.

Whoever dares to deal with him will perish!

"Mr. Yuan, this person will leave it to you."

Yuan Boxiong, who was caught in Cheng Feng's hand, was thrown to Yuan Chenggong: "If you want to kill, shave, just casually!"

"Big ... brother!"

Yuan Baixiong at this time was already scared.

He knew deeply what he had done to Yuan Chenggong, and the cruelty of his methods was appalling.

Now it's in Yuan Chenggong's hands, I can't help but feel scalp after thinking about it.

"My good brother."

Yuan Chenggong grabbed Yuan Baixiong's hair and said word by word: "How did you deal with your brother then, I would have returned it to you originally."

"Relax, it won't be less!"

"no no!!"

Yuan Baixiong was miserable, with regret and fear in his heart.

But Yuan Chenggong turned a blind eye, and carried him to the depths of the starry prison.

As for Cheng Feng, he was watching the man with disheveled hair held in the third cell.

The man was a little strange, so much happened here, but he didn't react at all.

Neither begged Cheng Feng to let him out, nor was he afraid.

Like a person in another world, revealing a strange taste.

"This person is not simple. It looks like an ordinary person."

Cheng Feng secretly said: "But if you look closely, you feel that there is a vast sea in his body, and you can't see through!"

"While being held here by the Yuan family, it can never be an ordinary person."

"So, he is a master, a master who is so inscrutable!"

"Benefactor, that old thing is very boring."

Yuan Chenggong's three left and right arms saw Cheng Feng observing the man with disheveled hair and approached: "This person sits there in a daze like a stone sculpture every day."

"If you can't feel him still having a heartbeat, you thought it was a dead body!"

"Oh old man, do you know the origin of this person?"

Cheng Feng asked curiously, "Why is he held here? What's his name?"

"I don't know this."

The man shook his head: "When I first came to Star Prison, this man was here."

"As for what it is called, where it comes from, and why it is being held here, nothing is known."

"But I heard that this person has been held here for at least seven or eight hundred years."

"Is that so?"

Cheng Feng raised a brow and became more interested in people with disheveled hair.

Just about to explore one or two, then Yuan Chenggong came out of the starry prison.

Yuan Baixiong, who was caught in his hand, has lost his trace.

However, Cheng Feng did not ask.

Because he was not interested in the struggle within the Yuan family.

"Mr. Cheng, Mr. Wang, gentle, let's all go out."

Yuan Chenggong greeted: "The mess here is not a place for hospitality."

"Well, that's fine." Cheng Feng nodded.

Later, accompanied by Yuan Chenggong, he left Tianxing prison and went to the main city of Yuan family.