Yanfeng's face was gloomy. He could no longer suppress his anger and shot at Yanfeng through the bronze mirror.

He struck so suddenly that Dou Yue was already a step too late when she wanted to stop her. She watched from behind the bronze mirror as Yan Shuo approached Yan Feng. The latter's fist wind gathered a sharp blade of light and aimed it at Yan Shuo's heart. Dead Hand has no regard for brotherhood.

Yan Shuo was blinded by hatred. With his strength, he was no match for Yan Feng and hit Yan Shuo's heart with a punch.

When Yanfeng saw it was Yanshuo, the murderous intent in his eyes became even more intense. This was an opportunity for him.

Yanfeng suddenly burst into flames, and two terrifyingly powerful light blades condensed on his fists. He was a monk of the sixth level of spiritual arts, and Yan Shuo was now a fourth-level spiritualist.

On this wedding night, in front of his wife, Yan Feng's words of praise for Yan Shuo rang out again and again in his mind, and finally gathered into a poison-quenched sword.

Right now, he wants to kill his brother!

Yan Shuo had just been injured and fell to the ground, with no room to fight back. At this moment of life and death, Dou Yue finally helped Yan Shuo.

Dou Yue, who looked like a maid, appeared and took Yan Shuo's arm to help him avoid the fatal blow. His soft palm received Yan Feng's powerful punch in time.

Dou Yue easily defused Yan Feng's tricks with a movement of her wrist, then grabbed his wrist and bent it down, and immediately a heavy grunt sounded from Yan Feng's mouth.

Both wrists were fractured at the same time. Yanfeng just didn't scream, which was a bit arrogant.

After the blow was separated, Yun Yan cried and defended himself in front of Yan Feng: "Please don't hurt him. Today is our wedding day. How can you, Yan Shuo, attack your eldest brother?"

Yan Shuo gritted his teeth: "Yan Feng! How did Yaya get killed by you?"

The overwhelming hatred has exploded, and there is no room for change in the choice of life and death.

Yanfeng sneered: "Of course she was poisoned by me without knowing it, and then she became mine. Oh, I remember that she just tried a medicinal material for you at that time, haha, idiot, you thought Bai Yaya died because of you."

Dou Yue knew the twists and turns in this. The two brothers were not born from the same mother. Bai Yaya and Yan Shuo were childhood sweethearts, but Yan Feng also fell in love with this girl.

What is not obtained is destroyed, resulting in a complete breakdown of brotherhood.

Yanfeng's words undoubtedly stepped on Yanshuo's wounds. He was shaking all over and almost roared: "Yanfeng! You beast! I'm going to kill you!"

Dou Yue held down the furious Yan Shuo: "You are so impulsive. Even if Yan Feng's hands are disabled, you are no match for a sixth-level spiritual monk. What will happen in the future?"

"Ahh! I must kill him today!"

At the moment, Yan Feng was so afraid of this humble maid. Dou Yue didn't want to waste time at Yan's house anymore. She didn't know what Shang Hexia's situation was now.

Let’s just settle the matter for now.

Dou Yue's slender palms had infinite power, and they transformed into countless densely packed icy needles. Amidst the sparks of calcium carbide, Yan Feng kicked Yun Yan beside him to resist Dou Yue's offensive, and he took the opportunity to break the window and escape.

Yun Yan fell to the ground and fainted, Dou Yue stopped her hand in time.

Yan Shuo roared angrily: "Dianzun, please go after him. As long as you kill him, I will do anything you want me to do like a cow or a horse! I just want him to die, I just want him to die!"

Impatience and impulsiveness are taboos in spiritual practice.

Dou Yue did not catch up: "Can killing him bring Bai Yaya back to life? To achieve great things, you must have a careful plan and strong skills. You failed to avenge Bai Yaya and almost died."

Yan Shuo didn't speak anymore, stood up unsteadily, lowered his head like a tamed wild wolf: "The palace master is right, I will follow you, I will go to the Oriental Palace."

Dou Yue did not continue to speak and left directly.

What happened tonight spread quickly, and the two brothers of the Yan family got into a fight on this happy day, saying that it was because of the deceased sweetheart of the second son of Yan.

At this moment on Huofeng Mountain, the head of the family, dressed in fiery red brocade clothes, was lying on a high position, looking at the man kneeling below.

"Yanfeng, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that you have gone too far in this matter. You should not bully your friends' wives, let alone your own brothers."

Yan Feng was not surprised. Everyone among the wealthy families and powerful forces in Beicheng liked Yan Shuo, who had a talent for making drugs, but they looked down upon him, the eldest son of the Yan family.

Jealousy blinded his eyes, which was why he hated Yan Shuo so much.

Yan Feng said calmly: "Master, are you still trying to win over that boy to come to Huofeng Mountain? He has been bribed by a master. That man's ability is not inferior to you, the master of the mountain. Yan Shuo may not look down on you." Fire Phoenix Family.”

The mountain master frowned and sat up straight: "There are experts around him? Are they from Yongxian Pavilion?"

"I don't know, she was an ordinary-looking woman. I am a sixth-level spiritual master, but she broke both my wrists easily with just one move."

The mountain owner's eyes fell on his wrist, and he rubbed his chin as he thought.

Yanfeng: "This time, I also brought Yanshuo's poison-making scroll."

As soon as these words came out, the mountain master's eyes suddenly lit up as if he had seen gold.

Is it Yan Shuo that he likes?No, what they were interested in was Yan Shuo's ability to make poison.

Now that there is a poison-making scroll, Yan Shuo is not an important role.

Yanfeng was naturally retained.

Shang Hexia followed Huofeng Qingyao, and the two heard everything clearly outside the lobby door.

Huofeng Qingyao is the only daughter of the mountain lord. No one dares to offend her if she is proud and domineering, and no one dares to stop her from eavesdropping on her.

Outside, Shang Hexia is the male favorite of Huofeng Qingyao. Inside, Huofeng Qingyao respectfully pours tea for Shang Hexia.

Shang He exited: "Who is this Yanfeng?"

Huo Feng Qingyao: "I have heard that he is the eldest son of the Yan family in Beicheng, but it is indeed the second son of the Yan family who stands out. Yan Shuo is a wizard of drug making, and is the target of many family forces in Beicheng."

Shang He was stunned. He stood up and walked to the window, raised his eyebrows and said to himself: "It has been so long, but this woman's investigative ability is so poor, and she still hasn't found her here."

Dou Yue sneezed for no reason. At this moment, she was on her way to Huofeng Mountain.

Huofeng Mountain was the real purpose of Dou Yue's trip. Originally, she thought that if Yan Feng took refuge in Yongxian Pavilion, she would leave it alone for the time being.

When she attacked Yanfeng, she left something on Yanfeng's body for future tracking. Unexpectedly, she ended up joining the Huofeng family.

What a coincidence, it's all together.

Originally, Yan Shuo wanted to go to Huofeng Mountain with Dou Yue. Because of the memory of her previous life, she knew that the fourth day of the Lunar New Year would be tomorrow, the day when the Yongxian Pavilion people killed the Yan family and framed the Dongfang Palace.

Their purpose is simple, to plant the seeds of hatred for Yan Shuo, which will be a sharp blade against Dongfang Palace in the future.

It turns out they were right.

However, in this life, Dou Yue had told Yan Shuo about Yongxian Pavilion's plan in advance. Although he couldn't believe it, it was related to the safety of his family and he had already made preparations in advance.

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