"Hmph, maybe people don't care at all that our husbands have gone through life and death for your Majesty."
"Sister Yuan, what should we do?"
While these ministers and wives were angry, they couldn't help but panic.
Fifty Yuan Sheng Realm elite guards from the Spirit Palace are here. Not to mention the Wind Clan, even if all the tribes in the Spirit City are here, they are no match for these people.
These fifty Yuan Sheng Realm elite guards have crushed the Wind Clan, and it will only be a matter of time before they are found.
Since the girl in white ordered anyone who blocked them to be killed, she would really kill the elites of the Wind Tribe and the elites of her own tribe who were protecting them on the periphery.
They didn't expect that the girl in white would treat them cruelly, regardless of the fact that they were the wives of heroes.
This group of ministers and wives were helpless and pinned all their hopes on Feng Xiaorou.
"It seems that I have overestimated the contributions of our respective husbands and the tribes behind them to the Celestial Spirit World over the years."
Feng Xiaorou stood up holding her stomach, a flash of disappointment flashed in her eyes, but there was no trace of panic.
Obviously, she had planned for this to happen.
"Sisters, Miss Jun, don't worry, Yehan will take all of us to the Wind Clan's secret base to take refuge."
As soon as Feng Xiaorou finished speaking, a lavender robe flashed outside the flower hall, and Feng Yehan entered from outside the flower hall.
He was no different from when Jun Mohuang saw him in the Tianlong Secret Realm.
Silver hair, purple eyes, handsome face.
Jun Mohuang glanced at Feng Yehan, thinking that Sister Yaxi was really blessed.
Feng Xiaorou's arrangement and Feng Yehan's arrival made the ministers and wives feel relieved a lot.
"Seniors, please follow me..."
Feng Yehan quickly looked around the flower hall, and then his eyes fell on Jun Mohuang's face wearing a white veil. His purple pupils shrank and his body felt chilly.
The two purple wind blades were like lightning, cutting through the air and heading straight towards Jun Mohuang.
Jun Mohuang held the tea cup in his hand and saw Feng Yehan's attack from the corner of his eye.
She remained unmoved and lowered her eyes to drink tea.
With a gentle flick of her other hand, two light blades larger than Feng Yehan's purple wind blades came out from her sleeves and met the two wind blades.
The four arc-shaped energies collided and made a muffled sound.
Purple and white light erupted in the flower hall, and the shock waves generated by the explosion of four energy bodies exploded in all directions.
Wherever it passed, the floor, wooden beams, chairs and tables were all turned into powder.
In the flower hall, except for Jun Mohuang and Feng Yehan, everyone else obviously did not expect such a change to happen.
When the ministers and wives saw the coming shock wave, they were all frightened and turned pale.
Their strength is good, but being pregnant affects their mobility and reaction.
At the critical moment, when they saw the shock wave coming, white light shone before their eyes, and a thin layer of white light barrier enveloped each of them.
As soon as the barrier was covered, the shock wave hit it, and the barrier only rippled slightly.
Jun Mohuang withdrew the white light barrier: "I'm sorry for frightening all the ladies."
The ministers and wives were shocked and looked at everything in front of them.
The flower hall where they were just now was in ruins, only the chairs they were sitting on were intact.
The flat sapphire floor sank, and a huge pit lay across it.
They stared blankly at Jun Mohuang and Feng Yehan, and even Feng Xiaorou didn't react.
"It's really you! Why are you here!"
Purple light suddenly appeared in Feng Yehan's eyes, and he stared at Jun Mohuang with a pair of purple eyes.
(End of chapter)