Feng Yong cried and shook his head. He wanted to speak, but was blocked by Feng Lang. Feng Lang continued, "But fortunately, I just recognized three good brothers. After I die, you go find them, they will I will continue to take good care of you on behalf of my brother."
"Brother, I won't let you die, I won't let you die!" Feng Yong hugged Feng Lang tightly and refused to let go no matter what.
"Master Feng, the time is coming soon, look..." Wen Xingfan said to Feng Lang with a smile, and his expression made people really want to slap him hard.
Feng Lang was cruel and broke away from Feng Yong's arm, pushing her far away. When Feng Yong tried to rush over again, he was blocked by several expressionless Seven Star Sect monks.
"Brother! Brother!!" Feng Yong's shouts became more and more piercing, like invisible scissors, cutting Feng Lang's heart into pieces. Feng Lang wanted to look back at Feng Yong, but he didn't dare. He was afraid that if he looked back, Feng Yong would suffer even more. [
"Come here!" Wen Xingfan waved his hand, and two monks from the Seven Star Sect immediately came over holding a dark iron chain as thick as a baby's arm.
Feng Lang raised his sword eyebrows, glared at Wen Xingfan and shouted, "What are you doing?"
Wen Xingfan laughed dryly and said, "Brother Feng, you'd better bring him with you, I'm afraid of you..."
"Afraid that I won't keep my promise?" Feng Lang finished Wen Xingfan's words in one breath.
"Hehe..." Wen Xingfan just laughed, but didn't answer.
Feng Lang glared at him fiercely and said, "I, Feng Lang, have always been true to my word, how can I go back on my words? You are judging a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart!" After that, he stood upright and let the two Seven Star Factions do what they said. The monk tied the chains to himself.
"Take Hero Feng to the high platform!" Seeing Feng Lang restrained, Wen Xingfan breathed a sigh of relief.
"No need!" Feng Lang turned around and shouted back at the Seven Star Sect monk who came forward. He calmed down for a moment, rose up from the ground, and landed steadily on the high platform.
"Let Hero Feng go! Let Hero Feng go!!" Wen Xingfan took the torch and was about to light it himself. Suddenly, there were waves of roars and shouts that resounded through the sky in the distance. It sounded like there were a lot of people.
While Wen Xingfan was stunned, a monk from the Seven-Star Sect came quickly and reported urgently, "Master, there are so many casual cultivators coming outside, and the brothers are almost unable to resist them."
Wen Xingfan was shocked after hearing this, and quickly looked into the distance. Sure enough, from a distance, dust was flying, and the shouts and roars were getting closer and closer.
"Feng, are you kidding?" Wen Xingfan turned to glare at Feng Lang.
Feng Lang snorted coldly and said, "I, Feng Lang, act openly and aboveboard. When have I ever done anything dirty? Don't slander anyone here!"
"Brother Mu, Brother Ao, there are quite a lot of casual cultivators. We, the monks of the Seven Star Sect, may not be able to resist them alone. Can you send someone to help with the resistance, so as not to let these casual cultivators ruin our big event?"
Normally, Mu Bai and Ao Xiu would just sit and watch Wen Xingfan's jokes instead of helping him, but seeing the opportunity to get rid of Feng Lang, the thorn in their side, they didn't want to miss it.
Mu Bai hummed, turned to look at Ao Xiu, and said, "These casual cultivators rely on Feng Lang to support them and are lawless. It's time to teach them a lesson."
As soon as Mu Bai finished speaking, Ao Xiu immediately summoned several masters from the Black Tiger Clan and ordered them to leave in a hurry.