"Master Fengxi..."
"My lord, absolutely not..."
"Your Excellency, you are the head of the Feng Family, a talented Feng Shui master that our Feng Family has rarely seen in a hundred years, don't be confused."
Several Qingfeng heard Pluto's words clearly, and they all knelt down and begged Fengxi.
After all, Qiao Xue is an outsider, so it's not easy to make a decision, but she still thinks it's not worth the sacrifice for a friend, right
After all, when she died, she was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and she didn't know what a great friendship was.
"I know this matter well, you guys get up and go to sleep, I'm so sleepy..."
Feng Xi was very calm, so he yawned, plunged his head into the bed, and continued to sleep.
Seeing her like this, Qingfeng guessed that she would not do anything stupid, so they didn't say much.
Unexpectedly, Fengxi went to see grandpa in a dream.
Feng Wuming was playing chess with Ling Jiuzhou at the time. To be honest, this was the first time Feng Xi saw Ling Jiuzhou after his death.
Thinking of the ridicule and ridicule of him before his death last time, I still remember it vividly.
"grandfather."
"Go back, don't say much."
Feng Wuming seemed to have already guessed why his granddaughter came here, and he didn't intend to give her a chance to speak.
Unexpectedly, when Feng Xi came, she didn't intend to leave just like that. She knelt down on one knee and bowed to her grandfather.
Feng Wuming's hand clinging to the chess piece trembled slightly, but he didn't make another move.
"Grandpa, you have taught us since we were young that our Feng family is not afraid of death, tiredness, grievance, or being laughed at. We only want to have a clear conscience. Our Feng family has been killing demons and demons for many years, and we have a heavy responsibility to maintain the safety of one side. And I, Fengxi, as the eighty-fifth head of the Feng family, am not afraid of death or sacrifice. I don’t want people to say that I am a coward and a waste who doesn’t care about friends. You may think, A Sheng is just my friend. Is it worth sacrificing so much for a friend? But let me tell you, grandpa, A Sheng is a friend who saved my life. If it weren’t for A Sheng, I would have been strangled by the raccoon demon in the parking lot long ago , where is the me now."
Feng Xi's words were righteous and awe-inspiring, and Feng Wuming was slightly moved.
"Brother, your granddaughter is very stubborn." Even Ling Jiuzhou sighed.
Feng Wuming was silent for a while, before saying, "Lord Pluto only said that that person is powerful, but he didn't tell you, who is that person?"
Feng Xi was taken aback.
"Grandpa told you that in the seventy-two illusions, the person who trapped Hua Sheng's soul was Zhan Yue, the Second Highness of the Demon Realm. Do you still remember the fairy tale that grandpa told you when you were a child? The battle between gods and demons tens of thousands of years ago? Later The second majesty came out of the Demon Realm, and that is something that all the gods in the nine heavens can't afford. Feng Xi, you are a small mortal, tell me, what do you use to fight against him?"
Feng Xi was dumbfounded... She really wasn't prepared.
Lord Pluto never mentioned Zhanyue's identity, not deliberately misleading Feng Xi, but because he was afraid that Feng Xi would not know who Zhanyue was.
But, on the contrary, Feng Xi not only knew, but also fantasized about whether one day he would be able to meet people from the devil world when he was a child.
Over the years, the Feng family killed not only 10,000 monsters, but also 8,000. But those are demons after all, not demons.
Mortals cannot touch the demon world, and neither can gods. The gate of the demon world is always in the most mysterious place between the primordial world.
And the gods who participated in the war of gods and demons thousands of years ago have all fallen.
At that time, grandpa once said, Xi'er, do you know? Among the three realms and six realms, there is no god who is the opponent of the Second Highness of the Demon Realm.