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Chapter 737 The strong men gather

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    After leaving the palace, Murong Yinfeng took a group of retainers back to the Murong family's mansion in the imperial capital.

    Looking at Murong Yingjie who was trembling all the time, with no other light except the deep fear in his eyes, Murong Yinfeng smiled lightly and said: "What's going on? It's been more than a month since the injury, why is it still like this?  ?Can he speak?"

    "Prince Qi, the injury suffered by the Crown Prince this time is very strange. It seems that there are two kinds of energy stuck in the body, which cannot be removed. Medicine and stone cannot cure it. He is still suffering from the burning pain of his soul every moment. At this time, the Crown Prince, he must not leave.  Even though he has spoken, I am afraid that due to the pain and torture in his soul, he has no communication with the outside world."

    "What does this mean?"

    "That is to say he has no idea what is happening outside. Even if the prince is here now, he is not aware of it. He is only immersed in the endless pain deep in his soul, as if he is in purgatory, isolated from the world."

    After bowing deeply, the attending doctor said tremblingly.

    His eyes narrowed slightly, Murong Yinfeng couldn't help but smile, and he smiled very evilly: "This is a life worse than death. If it is not a big hatred, why bother to torture like this? Haha, interesting. Mr. Sikong, you are well-informed,  Let¡¯s see what¡¯s going on with him.¡±

    "yes!"

    After bowing, Sikong Lengguang took a step forward and gently felt Murong Yingjie's pulse. However, as soon as he detected it, his eyes couldn't help shrinking and he withdrew his hand.

    "How about it?"

    "Reporting to the prince, the prince's Dantian tendons have all been broken, and there is a golden light overflowing from the fracture. Medicine and stone cannot heal and reunite him. Deep in the soul, there is a burning flame that is difficult to eliminate. These two energies are powerful and strange.  It is deeply tormenting the prince and cannot be eliminated. But even if it is eliminated, it will be difficult for the prince to recover. The best result is that he is half disabled, and this requires a rare panacea in the world"

    Poof!

    Before he finished speaking, a flash of cold light flashed through, and a three-foot-long sword was pierced hard into Murong Yingjie's chest.

    After Murong Yingjie's body trembled violently, he immediately lost his breath, but at the last moment, his eyes showed a look of relief, as if he was completely relieved.

    Blood spattered everywhere, Sikong Lengguang leaned forward slightly and retreated.

    Murong Yinfeng wiped the blood on his hands nonchalantly, and said with an evil smile: "I have worked so hard to find a bunch of miraculous medicines, but even after curing him, he is still a useless person, so why treat him? If I have the energy, why not give me more Murong family?"  It¡¯s cost-effective to raise some military expenses and train some strong men, why waste it on this waste, hehehe!¡±

    "Uh, Your Majesty, this"

    With their hearts stagnant, all the doctors looked at Murong Yin Fengyun's calm expression, and their bodies trembled involuntarily.

    This prince killed his own son without hesitation at all, and his face remained calm. He was really a cruel and ruthless person.

    Murong Yinfeng didn't even look at them. He turned to walk out the door and said with a smile: "Let's go and meet the head of the Yang family. Let's see how much he weighs and how many times he dares to harm my son Murong."

    Click!

    There was a crisp sound, and although Murong Yinfeng was smiling, his fists were clenched tightly, and the murderous intent in his eyes was unabashedly released.

    When all the retainers saw him, they bowed one after another.

    "Yes, Your Majesty!"

    At the same time, Yang Feng, who didn't know that the Murong family had entered the city, was still lying on his soft big bed, snoring and sleeping soundly.

    ¡°Obviously, I¡¯m in a good mood today, I¡¯ve had enough sleep, and I¡¯m going to miss school again.

    Suddenly, a noisy laughter suddenly sounded: "Master, the old slave is here again, and the old slave has brought you good news."

    "Who is it? Is that the voice of Old Poison?"

    Yang Feng frowned fiercely, turned over, put the pillow on his head, and ignored it.

    bump!

    However, there was a loud noise, and the Poison King broke through the door directly, came to Yang Feng's bed with a shy face, bowed and smiled and said: "Master, I am very happy to congratulate you. I have found the wife of the leader for you."

    "Does the leader's wife need you to look for her? I've already looked for a lot!" Yang Feng murmured in a dreamy voice without putting down the pillow.

    The Poison King licked his dry lips and said with a flattering smile: "The person I'm talking about is the eldest lady, Yang Yuchan, who is also your second brother's eldest sister, right?"

    "Huh? Have you met my eldest lady?"

    With his body still, Yang Feng immediately threw the pillow and sat up. He was no longer sleeping soundly. His eyes were as big as copper bells. He looked at the old poisonous creature and said, "Where are you?"Saw it?  How is she doing now?  "

    "To inform the leader, this time I acted as leader of the Tianxiantai battle and defeated the arrogance of Master Bai He. Now the entire Xianxia Sect belongs to our Holy Fire Sect. Madam went to watch the battle and asked me about the whereabouts of the leader, but I couldn't explain clearly.  , it can only be said that the leader has returned to the imperial capital. After that, my wife became a disciple of the White Crane Sect and practiced thunder magic in the Xianxia Sect."

    "What? My wife is under my younger brother's sect? Why?"

    Hearing this, Yang Feng immediately stiffened his neck and said in dissatisfaction: "Isn't Xianxia Sect a defeated general now? Then Bai He should also become my younger brother. Why should he accept my wife as his disciple? A defeated general, I  My wife still has to call him master, and he is my younger brother. Hey, with this generation, what will happen in the future?"

    His lips trembled slightly, and the Poison King couldn't help but smiled awkwardly and said: "I don't know this, but Bai He's thunder method is indeed one of the best in the world. It is a blessing for my wife to be his disciple, right?  . Otherwise, if Madam doesn¡¯t practice Thunder Technique and practices Poison Technique, I will do my part.¡±

    "Oh, that's right. That old boy Bai He's thunder technique is also considered a master."

    Yang Feng nodded clearly, and after thinking about it for a while, he felt calm.

    Although Master Baihe is not as good as the four great Dharma Kings of their Holy Fire Sect, let alone his leader, he is at least one of the top five masters.

    He has a specialization in magic, and thunder magic is his strong point. His wife is also a thunder magician, so becoming his disciple seems to be the best choice.

    With this in mind, Yang Feng looked at the old poisonous creature again and said, "Is there anything else?"

    "I would like to report to Master Qi that my subordinates have discovered that among the heaven-level students from Tianfeng Academy who are following Madam, there are many who are dishonest and want to be frivolous towards Madam."

    "What?"

    "But don't worry, I have already taught them a lesson, and I have sent people to protect my wife secretly, and will not let those little ones get close to protect my wife's innocence and the reputation of the leader!"

    "Well, good job!"

    Yang Feng exhaled a long breath, his face filled with relief.

    Poison King grinned widely and stopped talking. He just stared at Yang Feng with burning eyes.

    Yang Feng was surprised: "Is there anything else?"

    "Uh no more!"

    "Then what are you still doing here? Go back to the main forum!"

    "Huh? Go back to the main altar? That leader"

    After smacking his lips twice, Poison King scratched his head in embarrassment and hesitated to speak, but before he could say anything, another hearty shout came from outside the door: "Master, I came to see you, haha  Ha ha!"

    bump!

    With a loud noise, the door was opened again, and the Corpse King ran in carelessly. When he saw the Poison King was there, his old face suddenly sank.

    Yang Feng blinked his suspicious eyes and asked: "King of Corpses, why are you here too? What's the matter?"

    "Uh, um I wish the leader a happy new year!"

    "New Year's greetings? It's summer now, and there's still half a year before the Chinese New Year. What New Year's greetings do you wish for?"

    "I pay homage to my early years, hehehe!" The Corpse King grinned and scratched his cheek in embarrassment.

    Yang Feng looked at these two old guys and became even more confused.

    "These two old ghosts came to the door one after another. They were hesitant and sneaky. What were they doing?

    But before he could figure it out, another loud shout sounded like the crow of a crow: "Hurry up, or those two old guys will divide the things again."

    No need to ask, as soon as he heard this voice, Yang Feng understood that it was Wang Batian, the old rogue, who came here again.

    Well, this is good, the four major guardians of the sacred torch have gathered together  (Remember the website of this site: www.hlnovel.com
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