Immemorial War God

"Xue Lan, Xue Lan!" With a heart-wrenching roar, Yang Jingyu tightly held He Xuelan as tears flowed out as if a dam had burst.    

"Why are you so stupid? Am I not good for you? Why do you want to follow an animal like Luo Yuyi! "    

"No, it's my fault, I shouldn't keep pestering you. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have died. Xue Lan, wake up, wake up!"    

Looking at how Yangjing was wailing and crying, Mo Feng felt his heart ache.    

"Yangjing Yu, I advise you to keep your mouth shut and not yell here. Otherwise, I will make you feel worse than death!" At this time, Luo Jincai spoke coldly, his face full of viciousness.    

Mo Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at the layer of frost on Luo Jincai's face. Luo Jincai was stunned when they met eyes, and a cold feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.    

"What's going on?" A quiver immediately shook his head as he looked at Mo Feng fiercely. He was actually scared stiff by a piece of trash.    

"Master Liao!"    

and a few others suddenly turned their heads to look, only to see Master Liao bringing everyone into the prison, followed by a few Discipline Hall's people.    

"Master Liao is here." Luo Jincai immediately calmed his expression, and welcomed the man with a face full of smiles.    

"Master Liao, what business do you have here?"    

Looking at the flattering Luo Jincai, Master Liao glanced at Mo Feng who was inside the cell. Seeing the injured Yangjing and the mangled He Xuelan, a cold light flashed across his eyes. If he was late, the one who was lying on the ground right now would be Mo Feng.    

"Scram!"    

"Pah!"    

"Bam!"    

With an angry roar, he slapped Luo Jincai and sent him flying. When he hit the wall, he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and landed on the ground, unable to stand up for a while.    

"Beast!"    

Looking at the venomous look in Master Liao's eyes, he gave a miserable beating without saying a word. In all these years, no one had ever treated him like this. However, the Master Liao was not someone he could handle either. He turned and looked at Mo Feng, his mouth curving into a sinister smile. Master Liao was so angry that he said, trash, you're dead!    

The Master Liao did not even look at Luo Jincai and rushed into his cell to check on Mo Feng's situation.    

"Mo Feng, are you alright?"    

"I'm fine."    

Mo Feng shook his head, looking at Cheng Chuyou and the others behind Master Liao, he smiled slightly.    

"I'll have to trouble everyone to make a trip. Thank you very much."    

"You are too polite, Sir Mo Feng!" Cheng Chuyou stood up and laughed, as long as Mo Feng was fine. Halfway there, he almost slipped his mouth and quickly went back.    

The grinning Luo Jincai froze when he saw this. What was going on, wasn't he here to kill Mo Feng? was he here to save Mo Feng? How is this possible!?    

Huang Yuan Huan and the other Discipline Hall disciples were completely dumbfounded when they saw this scene. They were unable to understand what was happening.    

Mo Feng laughed, and did not say much. He was stunned for a moment, he did not expect that Mo Feng's trump card would actually be the Master Liao. Needless to say, the position of the Master Liao in the Jade Flame Gate itself knew, how did Mo Feng get to have such a good relationship with the Master Liao?    

Perplexed and shocked, his expression darkened as he continued to look at the corpse in his embrace with sorrow.    

"Mo Feng, come with me." When the Master Liao opened his mouth, Mo Feng lowered his head and looked at Yang Jingyu, and said:    

"Shixiong Ou, do you want revenge?"    

Yang Jingyu's body stiffened, he suddenly raised his head, and looked at Mo Feng with his scarlet red eyes, as he spat out a word from his teeth.    

"Yes!"    

Mo Feng looked at Luo Yuyi and raised his hand. Yang Jingyu stood up, and a sharp sword appeared in his hand that was drenched in blood and minced meat, as he walked towards Luo Yuyi.    

"Ugh …"    

Luo Yuyi had just woken up, barely able to open his eyes, only to see Jing Yu walking over with a sword in hand, and was immediately shocked.    

"Yangjing Yu, what are you doing!"    

Yang Jingyu's face was full of killing intent. He didn't say anything, nor did he say a word.    

"You, you, Yangjing, I advise you not to make a mistake. Don't tell me you want to die with He Xuelan?" Luo Yuyi retreated in fear, acting fierce but looking weak and shouting loudly, he crawled and rolled on the ground as he retreated.    

"Phew! Phew! Phew!" The killing intent in Yangjing grew even stronger. It was fine to not mention He Xuelan, but the mere mention of him could not control his anger.    

"Quickly block him, block him!"    

Luo Yuyi became more and more terrified, and began to push the Torture Chamber disciple beside him. However, no one dared to move, and stood there with a bitter smile.    

"Master Liao!"    

Luo Jincai covered his chest and immediately rushed forward, blocking in front of Yang Jingyu. This was his little brother, he absolutely could not die.    

"Master Liao, capturing Mo Feng is our mistake. We will let him go immediately, please spare Yuyi!"    

, don't you understand? Mo Feng stood out and said coldly.    

Luo Jincai's expression stiffened as he looked at Mo Feng venomously. He truly could not understand why Mo Feng was able to climb onto the Master Liao.    

"Trash, I will pry open your mouth sooner or later!" Swearing on the inside, he looked at Master Liao and once again prayed:    

"Master Liao, please spare Yuyi, we are willing to repay you everything!"    

Master Liao glanced at Mo Feng. Let Luo Yuyi go? Perhaps not with his personality.    

"Go and beg Mo Feng!" Luo Jincai's expression stiffened once again. He turned his head to look at Mo Feng, his eyes filled with hatred. Slowly lowering his head, he gritted his teeth and walked in front of Mo Feng.    

"Mo Feng, please spare my brother. I am willing to pay any price."    

"Any price?" Mo Feng said coldly.    

"Then how about exchanging your life for your little brother?"    

Luo Jincai suddenly raised his head and looked at Mo Feng sinisterly.    

"Mo Feng, don't go too far!"    

"Too much bullying? "Heh." Mo Feng sneered and did not speak anymore. stepped in front of him and blocked his way. He would never let his brother die in front of him.    

"Master Liao, you want to meddle in the matters of the younger generation?" At this time, a voice came out, causing Luo Jincai's eyes to light up as if he had seen his savior. He immediately looked outside the cell, and directly saw a black robed elder walking over, his wrinkled face filled with anger.    

"Elder Yang!"    

Master Liao turned around and said indifferently.    

"Hmph." Elder Yang snorted, he walked into the prison and Luo Jincai immediately walked over.    

"Master!"    

"Humph!"    

Elder Yang looked at the injuries on Luo Jincai's body and the paralyzed Luo Yuyi on the ground before snorting once again, his expression turning ugly.    

"Master Liao, isn't it too much to attack the younger generation?"    

"Too much?" Master Liao took a step forward with overbearing momentum.    

"Your disciple captured my person for no reason and was almost tortured to death by him. Did you come here to tell me you're going too far?"    

"Master Liao, could it be that you have gone senile?" The Elder Yang sneered.    

"Mo Feng hurt him, you have already seen Luo Yuyi's situation, there are still two other disciples who are still lying on the bed, don't tell me that Mo Feng should be at large, shouldn't he die?"    

The Master Liao's expression froze. He rushed over in a hurry, and didn't really know what happened. If it was entirely Mo Feng's fault, with Elder Yang here, he couldn't lean too far towards Mo Feng. At the very least, he wouldn't be able to take revenge.