In this dragon-squeezing formation, seven and nine are indeed auspicious numbers, no wonder
"Since that expert was so powerful, why didn't the prince ask him to solve the formation?" An Yi asked.
Feng Qianshan shook his head: "He said that this formation was created by someone who used his own mystical skills to suppress Long Zi. Even if he spends his whole life cultivating, he still can't solve it. He can only wait for the destined person!"
Feng Qianshan raised his eyes and looked at An Yi: "It's just that you are so young. Although you can see the clues, I'm afraid it's not that person!"
An Yi smiled and said: "This has nothing to do with youth, but to be honest, I am really not sure whether I can solve this formation!"
This formation suppressed the royal aura of Prince Feng's Mansion, and it was probably in the same vein as the golden dragon on Feng Qingchen's back. An Yi didn't dare to act rashly until she was completely sure.
"In this case, we have nothing to talk about!" Feng Qianshan said, "Thank you for saving Jiu'er. I will ask someone to give you a generous reward in a while, so let's see you off!"
An Yi frowned and stepped forward and said, "I'm here to ask for help. Xicheng is in urgent need. As the leader of the Li tribe, shouldn't you go to help?"
Feng Qianshan shook his head: "Libu has been following the emperor. Xicheng is in urgent need. We Libu should indeed go, but now Libu cannot protect itself, how can we provide support?"
Anyi was startled: "What do you mean?"
"You have also seen that our Fengwang Mansion has been cursed. Maybe in a few days, everyone will die due to the curse. Why bother with so much business? Living every day well is the most important thing!" Feng Qianshan said lazily. In the high position, he spread his hands wildly. He was in his forties or fifties, as childish and virtuous as Feng Yanxun.
An Yi frowned: "You mean, as long as I unlock the formation of Prince Feng's Mansion, you will go back to support Xicheng, right?"
Feng Qianshan sneered: "You can't solve it, so there is no need for us to continue talking. The end of our Prince Feng's Palace is coming. In the remaining days, the people in this Palace just want to live happily and don't want to care about anything." disputes!"
An Yi really didn't have much confidence. She only learned a drop in the bucket from her grandma.
"Mom, I can figure it out!" Xiaodouzi's childish voice sounded.
An Yi was startled and looked down at Xiaodouzi beside him.
Xiaodouzi showed his little fangs, tilted his head and smiled at An Yi: "I can really solve it!"
Feng Qianshan frowned and shouted in a deep voice: "Send off guests!"
An Yi clenched her hand. Now she could only take a gamble, so she stood up and said loudly: "Prince Feng, I will try my best to find a way!"
Feng Yanxun hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward in a low voice and said, "Dad, this woman knows my aunt!"
Feng Qianshan was startled, raised his eyes and asked, "How do you know Feng Jieyu?"
An Yi sighed, now she wants to gain Feng Qianshan's trust, she can only tell the truth.
"My name is An Yi, and my previous identity was that of Princess Guangping. Prince Feng Qingchen of Guangping is the son of Feng Jieyu!" An Yi said in a low voice.
"He is my father!" Xiaodouzi immediately added another sentence.
Anyi quickly covered XiaodouziĄŻs mouth.
Feng QianshanĄŻs eyes darkened and he stared at Xiaodouzi, his eyes thoughtful.
"If you trust me, I can try my best, because if you don't understand this formation, the Fengwang Mansion will die!" An Yi said.
"If you fail to dismantle the formation, Prince Feng's Mansion will also die, so why should we bother?" Feng Qianshan said coldly.
"If you don't agree, I will dig out all five of the tombstones now and send you to the West happily!" Pulao suddenly jumped in from outside and shouted, "It is really too much to refine the tombstones with the animal blood of my brothers. ItĄŻs hateful!Ą± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com