"You're welcome, Ah Yao, you are Mingye's savior and our Feng family's savior.
From now on, you will treat this place as your home.
Yun Yaoling didn't know what Feng Mian was thinking.
She only thought that the Lord of Feng City was easy to get along with, and he was very young and handsome, but he was not very similar to Feng Mingye.
I think the young master was more like his mother.
As the Lord of Wind City, Feng Mian had to deal with many things.
After seeing Yun Yaoling, he went to deal with the matter.
On the way back, Yun Yaoling finally couldn't bear the words she had been holding back all the way, and asked Feng Mingye next to her, "Sir, there seems to be something wrong with Uncle Feng's situation."
In fact, what Yun Yaoling wants to say is that Uncle Feng looks healthy and young, with the ninth level of acquired cultivation, but his internal condition is indeed very bad, as if he is destined to die soon.
Although it was just a brief meeting, Uncle Feng gave her a very real and good feeling.
Hearing this, Feng Mingye was stunned.
Thinking of Yun Yaoling's identity as an alchemist, it would be okay to be able to see the condition of his father's body.
As if he thought of something, his tone was not as low as usual, but with a hint of heaviness, and he spoke. , "Back then, when I was about to break through the seventh level of acquired life, , the Blood Thunder Tribulation Cloud appeared, I was seriously injured by the Blood Thunder, and my life was in danger.
In order to save me, my father entered the Blood Thunder Array and blocked the last Blood Thunder for me.
My father and I were seriously injured at the same time, causing Fengcheng to suffer a lot at that time.
The major aristocratic families joined forces with people from other city aristocratic families to take advantage of the situation and attack the enemy.
In the city, all the sons of the Feng family sacrificed their lives to protect me and my father.
My father led me out of the siege and was hunted down all the way.
At that time, I was afraid of losing my martial arts and my body cultivation was completely gone.
My father was only at the fourth level.
Cultivation.
Later, when he was faced with life and death again, his father tried to save him.
I forcibly used an evil pill to improve my cultivation, jumped to the ninth level of the day after tomorrow, and planned to die with those people.
Fortunately, my father was okay, but the consequences of swallowing the evil pill remained in my father's body, causing my father to die forever.
He was not promoted and his body became weaker and weaker."
As Yun Yaoling listened to Feng Mingye slowly narrating an unimaginable dangerous scene of life and death, she couldn't help but respect Feng Mian even more.
A father's love for his son was a father's love that made people awe-inspiring.
Although she had heard from Lin Yuan'er that Feng Mingye experienced a blood-thunder disaster when he was ten years old, she had no idea that there were such huge changes and dangers involved.
And all the children of the Feng family died in that accident.
She could imagine how sad Feng Mingye and Uncle Feng were at that time.
No wonder I haven't seen a single Feng family member after coming to the City of Wind for so long.
It turns out that they all died.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but stretched out her hand and pulled Feng Mingye's sleeve.
She wanted to say something to comfort Feng Mingye, but she didn't know what to say.
Feng Mingye saw Yun Yaoling's small movements, smiled softly, and touched Yun Yaoling's head, "Ah Yao, my father and I have avenged many of the tragic deaths of our clan members in the past.
Now there are still some who are standing in the imperial capital.
It’s hard to attack enemies who are stable.
But thanks for letting me meet Ah Yao, I can practice again and kill my enemies with my own hands.”
In Feng Mingye's words, Yun Yaoling seemed to be able to feel Feng Mingye's hatred, the kind of hatred that he could not practice but killed his enemies with his own hands, and allowed his enemies to go unpunished.
Thinking of this, she nodded and said firmly, "Well, the young master can definitely do it.
Although I have little ability, I will also help the young master."
When she gets back, she will do some research on how to get rid of the evil elixir poison so that Uncle Feng can practice again.
Because she was not sure that the evil elixir was not recorded in the Xiao Yao Lingfa, and she was not very clear about the elixir, so she did not tell Feng Mingye about this idea.
At night, the night is dark.
City of Winds.
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A sneaky black shadow suddenly appeared on the silent street.
The black shadow rushed straight into the city lord's palace in the center of the city.
The black shadow jumped quickly on the eaves of the city lord's mansion and jumped into the room where Feng Mingye was.
At the same time, Feng Mingye, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed practicing, suddenly opened his eyes.
Strongly pampering the devil's concubine: Evil Lord, too fierce :