As soon as Feng Guangyao saw Mo Junlan's figure, his face sank again.
Mo Junlan looked at Feng Guangyao with a gloomy face, but a bright smile appeared on his face.
After seeing Mo Junlan's smile, the onlookers couldn't help being stunned.
"When he saw you, his face turned gloomy again. It seems that he really doesn't like you!" Gu Zhanhuang frowned. Before, he thought Mo Junlan was talking nonsense!
"Uncle Gu, I'm telling the truth!" Mo Junlan blinked and said with a hint of grievance, "You don't believe me."
Gu Zhanhuang coughed twice, his expression a little embarrassed.
"Uncle Gu, what do you think we should do now?" Mo Junlan frowned, "Looking at his appearance, it seems like he wants to kill me!"
"With this emperor, he can't hurt you." Gu Zhanhuang sneered, "It's just a monk in the sacred realm, and this emperor can crush him at any time."
"Uncle Gu, you are amazing." Mo Junlan looked at Gu Zhanhuang and said.
"Of course." Gu Zhanhuang couldn't help but say proudly.
"Then who is more powerful, you or my father?" Mo Junlan asked suddenly.
The ancient war, "..."
He must be... unable to beat the Ghost Emperor.
If he could beat the Ghost Emperor, he would have taken the little guy directly back to his palace.
"Grandfather, he injured Yu'er." As soon as Jiang Xiaoqing saw Feng Guangyao, she immediately went over and cried, "And he wanted to kill me without repentance."
"Why do you want to hurt people?" Feng Guangyao glared at Mo Junlan immediately.
"Of course it was because he hit me first, so I hit back." Mo Junlan said.
"Grandfather, look at Yu'er's wound, it's bleeding." Jiang Xiaoqing hurriedly hugged Feng Xingyu in front of Feng Guangyao, crying with a look of grief.
"Great-grandfather, he hit me..." Feng Xingyu pointed at Mo Junlan and said, "He must have wanted to kill me too."
"You only came to Feng's house for a day, and such a hurtful thing happened. It's a scourge." Feng Guangyao was now seeing Mo Junlan getting more and more unpleasant.
"I'm a scourge, come and kill me!" Mo Junlan snorted coldly, and said disdainfully, "Damn old man, do you dare to kill me?"
"You... you are simply indifferent." Feng Guangyao said angrily.
"You are not qualified to make me respect you." Mo Junlan squinted his eyes and said, "Who do you think you are? My father can slap you to death with a slap."
Hearing this, Feng Guangyao immediately remembered the identity of the Ghost Emperor, and his expression changed involuntarily.
"Grandfather, never let him go." Jiang Xiaoqing stared at Mo Junlan with resentment in her eyes.
"Then come and kill me!" Mo Junlan snorted coldly.
Jiang Xiaoqing was stimulated by Mo Junlan's attitude again, and her face became distorted.
"Old man Feng, this emperor can see clearly what happened." Gu Zhanhuang finally said.
"You are..." Feng Guangyao heard this and turned to look at Gu Zhanhuang. The only people who are qualified to call themselves this emperor are monks who are in the realm of god emperors.
"Little guy, tell him about my identity." Gu Zhanhuang raised his eyebrows lightly at Mo Junlan.
"He's Uncle Gu." Mo Junlan said.
"Cough cough... That's not it." Gu Zhanhuang's mouth couldn't help twitching.
"Uncle Gu is the ancient emperor." Mo Junlan said with a smile.
As soon as these words came out, almost everyone present gasped involuntarily. This man turned out to be the rumored ancient emperor
"Huang... Huanggu Great Emperor, why are you here? And you didn't say anything in advance?" Feng Guangyao immediately changed his attitude.
"Because this emperor is not here for you." Gu Zhanhuang said bluntly.
Everyone, "… "
Feng Guangyao's expression also became embarrassed.
"The emperor came here just to see the little guy." Gu Zhanhuang glanced at Mo Junlan with a meaning.
Feng Guangyao's expression froze.
"Grandfather, they..." Jiang Xiaoqing wanted to say something, but was interrupted by another voice.
"Oh, it's so lively here!" Feng Jinghua walked over with a smile.
And Di Xuanji stood beside Feng Jinghua.
Besides, Di Wuji and Feng Qingge were also there, and even their three children came over.
"Dad, I'm here." Mo Junlan waved at Feng Jinghua, and said with a smile, "I have the best liveliness here."
Jiang Xiaoqing recognized Feng Jinghua's identity, so after Mo Junlan's words fell, her complexion changed drastically.
"Lan Lan, you quickly tell daddy who's head you want to blow up this time?" Feng Jinghua asked with a smile.
When Jiang Xiaoqing heard this, her body couldn't help but froze, and she felt uneasy for a while.
She did not expect that the person who injured his son would be Feng Jinghua's son.
The fact that the other party is Feng Jinghua's son is not scary, but what is truly scary is the identity of the son of the Ghost Emperor.
If the other party is Feng Jinghua's son, then he is naturally the son of the Ghost Emperor.
"Jinghua, you tell him to stop making trouble." Feng Guangyao said solemnly.
"My son has grown up, and I, the father, can't handle that much anymore." Feng Jinghua said with a gloomy expression, "What's more, our family Lanlan is so obedient that he would never take the initiative to provoke others. If he does it, It must be the other party who did something wrong to him first."
I have to say that Feng Jinghua knows Mo Junlan quite well.
"I have a witness." Mo Junlan snorted softly, "Uncle Gu can testify that it was that kid who shot me with a short arrow first."
"Not bad!" Gu Zhanhuang nodded and said, "If this emperor hadn't shot in time, the little guy's head would have been pierced by the arrow long ago."
Hearing this, Feng Jinghua's face suddenly turned gloomy, his cold eyes swept towards Feng Xingyu, his lips hooked and said, "Stinky brat, how dare you shoot arrows at my son's head?"
"I... I..." Feng Xingyu was taken aback by Feng Jinghua's face, his body was trembling, his eyes were erratic, he was obviously guilty, and his voice was trembling, "I just want to play with him."
"Play?" Ling Xiao squinted his eyes and said, "Then I'll play with you too."
While speaking, Ling Xiao took out the bow and arrow from the space, and then shot directly at Feng Xingyu.
"Yu'er!" Jiang Xiaoqing wanted to stop her, but was kicked away by Feng Jinghua.
"Stop!" Feng Guangyao also subconsciously wanted to stop, but before he could act, he was repelled by an extremely powerful force.
Di Xuanji said indifferently, "In the play between children, what are you interfering with as an old man?"
Feng Guangyao's face turned pale.
The arrow shot by Lingxiao stabbed directly into Feng Xingyu's thigh.
Feng Xingyu screamed again, "Mother, come and save me..."
"Yu'er!" Jiang Xiaoqing continued to run towards Feng Xingyu, but was kicked by Feng Jinghua again.
"Continue shooting!" Di Xuanji said coldly, "This emperor's son does not need to suffer any grievances."
Lingxiao didn't want to let Feng Xingyu go easily, even if the other party was just a ten-year-old child, he would not have the slightest sympathy.
In his eyes, except for Mo Junlan, everyone else is garbage.
So Ling Xiao continued to shoot arrows again.
"Xiao'er, this is more fun." Mo Junlan threw the pistol in his hand to Ling Xiao.
After Lingxiao took the pistol, he shot directly at Feng Xingyu.
Many people present felt a little unbearable when they saw this scene, but they did not dare to intercede due to the deterrence of the Ghost Emperor.
"Qingge, you have always had a good relationship with Jinghua, can you persuade him..." Feng Guangyao turned to look at Feng Qingge.
Feng Qingge sighed softly and said, "Grandfather, you should be very aware of the character of the eldest brother. He is not the kind of person who would listen to people's persuasion, let alone, why should I persuade him?"
"Xingyu is the bloodline of our Feng family. He is being tortured now, how can you bear it?" Feng Guangyao couldn't help but reddened his eyes.
"But Xiao Lan'er is also my nephew." Feng Qingge said lightly, "Grandfather, you can't be too partial, Xiao Lan'er has Jinghua's blood on her body, and she is also a member of the Feng family, why don't you think about him just now? Almost got hit in the head?"
"I..." Feng Guangyao opened his mouth.
"Grandfather, I'm not qualified to intervene in this matter." Feng Qingge said in a low voice, "Don't embarrass me anymore."
"Little guy, you are really miserable." Gu Zhanhuang looked at Mo Junlan with complicated eyes and said, "Your great-grandfather didn't care about you at all."
"So you can't bully me anymore." Mo Junlan nodded.
"When did I bully you?" Gu Zhanhuang asked inexplicably, it was clear that Mo Junlan was bullying him.
The previous magic sound was simply a purgatory on earth.
Mo Junlan snorted coldly.
The ancient war, "..."
"Little cousin, I'm on your side." Di Tianhan smiled at Mo Junlan.
"Me too." Di Tian Yefeng said calmly.
Although Di Tianyu didn't speak, he gave Feng Xingyu a cold look.
Feng Xingyu's body was already dripping with blood, his face was as pale as paper, he was out of breath from crying, and he looked extremely miserable.
Although Feng Guangyao felt sorry for his great-grandson, he was powerless to stop him now.
When Feng Xingyu was dying, Ling Xiao was willing to stop.
"Master Feng, can the birthday banquet continue?" Gu Zhanhuang said with a smile, "This emperor also brought you a birthday gift on purpose!"
Feng Guangyao gritted his teeth, trying to squeeze a smile on his face, and said, "Thank you!"
In his heart, his teeth were itching with hatred, but he did not dare to offend the Great Emperor Huanggu.
"Great-grandfather, you should go back to the main seat first." Feng Wenxuan whispered.
"I see." Feng Guangyao took a deep breath, and at the same time restrained the haze in his eyes. After letting Jiang Xiaoqing take Feng Xingyu to heal the wound, he walked back to the main seat.
Feng Jinghua walked to Mo Junlan's side and said, "The old man should hate you now."
"He didn't like me in the first place." Mo Junlan said indifferently, "I don't mind that he hates me either."
"Little nephew, you will really cause trouble." Di Wuji couldn't help sighing, "Fortunately, you are not my son."
"To tell you the truth, in fact, I once suspected that I was your illegitimate child." Mo Junlan said.
Di Wuji, "..."
"My father is so skeptical, too." Mo Junlan chuckled, "And he always scolds me and you for being virtuous."
Di Wuji turned his head to look at Feng Jinghua with a blank expression.
Feng Jinghua couldn't help but feel a little guilty and said, "That... Wasn't I in reincarnation at the time? I have no memory of my previous life at all, so... "
"Even my daoist is wrong." Di Xuanji said in a faint tone.
Feng Jinghua, "..."
"Dad, you have a lot of black history." Mo Junlan said while looking at Feng Jinghua.
"What is black history?" Feng Jinghua asked.
"It's just that you have done a lot of shameful things." Mo Junlan smiled, "But it doesn't matter, the son doesn't think the father is stupid."
Feng Jinghua, "..."
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