"Are you threatening me?" Fenghuang looked at Han Yu somewhat provocatively, his eyes unavoidable.
"Although your cultivation level has reached the peak of Martial Emperor, and the power of blood in your body has completely recovered, it is difficult for ordinary semi-sages to be your opponents, but if I want to kill you, it only takes one move, and I guarantee that you will not fight back. Li, the masters of the Phoenix clan have no time to save you!" Han Yu's body was filled with terrifying black energy, and the chilling intent was quietly released, and all of Phoenix's retreats were locked in an instant.
Phoenix pursed his lips, showing an expression that only a little woman has, and said, "You don't ask me why, you are going to kill me, isn't it too domineering?"
Han Yu asked, "Why?"
Fenghuang said: "Because even if I lend you the colorful fan, you won't be able to use it. The colorful fan is an imperial soldier, even if our Phoenix clan wants to use it, we need more than ten masters to mobilize it, even if you can. With the help of war slaves, it is impossible to motivate it."
Even if Han Yu can't activate the colorful fan, as long as he takes it with him, when he goes to Zhao's house, the Zhao family's mirror will show its power, and the colorful fan will inevitably defend itself.
The purpose of Han Yu's borrowing the imperial soldiers was not to break through the Zhao family. As long as there were weapons against the Zhaotianjing, so that the Zhaotianjing had no time for him, Han Yu could come and go in the Zhao family.
Therefore, whether or not the colorful fan can be activated does not mean much to Han Yu.
"Whether I can urge it or not is my business, whether I will do what I say is up to you Feng Clan." Han Yu said solemnly.
Phoenix came over and stopped just a few steps away from Han Yu. The breaths of the two were instantly intertwined, and both sides could feel each other's temperature.
"I got the inheritance from my ancestors, and the colorful fan recognizes me. I can motivate it, and I can help you." Phoenix said. Quietly and Han Yu looked at each other, eyes full of sincerity.
Han Yu quietly took a half step back, and said without changing his face: "Do you know what I'm going to do?"
Phoenix shook his head and said, "I don't know. But since the moment you rescued me, I swear to myself that if you don't die and I don't die, I'll marry you! Your business is mine. "
Although Phoenix showed the side of a little woman at this time, the arrogance that came from his bones could not be taken away, and he said this with a bit of domineering.
Han Yu looked at Fenghuang in surprise, not expecting her to say such a thing.
Phoenix took a half step forward, approached Han Yu, and said domineeringly: "If you marry me, I will be yours, and the colorful fan will also be yours. If you don't marry me, I will not lend you the colorful fan."
After speaking, he actually hugged Han Yu's waist and stuck it on Han Yu's body.
Han Yu was stunned, this is too fierce, isn't it
"I don't want to send it to me if I don't like it, but if I like it, it's mine to go to the ends of the earth!" Phoenix looked at Han Yu proudly and began to declare his sovereignty.
Han Yu stretched out his hand and grabbed Phoenix's neck, and said coldly, "My woman, I will treat her well, but I will never allow her to be above me!"
With a slight push, Han Yu pushed Phoenix away.
Phoenix came quickly again, hugged Han Yu, looked up at Han Yu, and said, "Are you afraid of me?"
Han Yu sneered and said nothing.
Phoenix proudly said: "I am now the patriarch of the Feng clan, above ten thousand people, and a peak of the Martial Emperor. Are you afraid of living in my shadow for the rest of your life?"
Han Yu bent his arms, hugged Phoenix by the waist, and said with a smile, "Even if you are a saint, what can you do?"
Phoenix hung his hands around Han Yu's neck, and said provocatively, "I'm not ashamed to say it, let's see how this patriarch trains you!"
Han Yu said with a smile: "Who will train who might be!"
"boom!"
The Phoenix's bedroom was suddenly torn apart. The terrifying explosion attracted the attention of countless people.
The experts from the Feng Clan rushed over and saw that Phoenix's palace was actually destroyed, and they were all terrified.
The night passed away quietly, and Feng Wubian has been guarding outside the ruins, not letting anyone approach.
In the secret room under the ruins, after a cloud and rain, the phoenix bird nestled in Han Yu's arms like a human, listening to Han Yu tell the story about his mother Zhao Yubing.
After listening to this, Phoenix said angrily, "The Zhao family has gone too far. Even if it's an impregnable wall, we will rescue your mother."
Han Yu straightened Phoenix's messy hair and said, "You can think about it. If you follow me, the Feng family will really be opposed to the Zhao family."
Phoenix raised his head to look at Han Yu, and said domineeringly: "Our Phoenix clan is not afraid of anyone. The patriarch said that he would protect you, and naturally he will protect everything about you."
At this moment, some sweat was pouring out of Phoenix's face, and from Han Yu's point of view, it was even more intoxicating.
Fenghuang looked at Han Yu. From her perspective, the face was more defined and powerful.
"What a duplicitous woman!" Han Yu laughed.
The two tossed for a while before leaving the secret room. Fenghuang took Han Yu to Feng Wubian.
Seeing the two of them coming together, Feng Wubian narrowed his eyes and smiled.
Seeing this old guy again, Han Yu has no resentment in his heart. Now not only did he borrow the imperial soldiers, but he also got the phoenix. For Han Yu, this was an unexpected gain.
Feng Feng didn't stay much longer, and Feng Wu Bian said hello and left.
She has just taken over as the patriarch, and there are still many things to deal with, and she still has to do a lot of preparations before using the imperial soldiers.
After Han Yu and Feng Wubian sat down, Han Yu asked, "Senior, what do you think about the gods?"
Feng Wubian asked in surprise: "Why do you suddenly ask such a question?"
Han Yu said: "That finger may be the finger of God."
"What?" Feng Wubian, as if a spring had been placed under his butt, bounced up suddenly, looking at Han Yu in disbelief.
"The power of the source of that finger is not only stronger than the source of my swallowing demon body, but also stronger than the source of the divine beast of the phoenix," Han Yu said.
Feng Wubian stared blankly at Han Yu for a long time, then took a long breath before saying, "Take that finger out and let me see."
Han Yu took out the finger of God and handed it to Feng Wubian.
Feng Wubian caught the finger of God with both hands and watched it carefully, his face became more and more solemn.
"Where did you get this finger?" Feng Wubian asked.
Han Yu thought for a while, and simply told Feng Wubian what happened in the Guangming Mine and his guesses. After listening to this, Feng Wubian's body suddenly trembled, and he looked at the finger of the god in his hand, as if seeing the god of plague, he almost threw it out, a look of horror appeared on his face, and sighed: "Han Yu Ah Han Yu, you are in a big trouble now!"