The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1425
"Since Xiao Wangye thinks that all of this is an illusion I performed, why not ask him to have a try to see if this thunderbolt is real or not."

Saying this, Leng Wuyou rolled up the alchemy furnace with one hand and slipped Wang Jiayuan with the other, and headed out of the hall.

As she moved, the rolling thunderclouds in the sky also moved, and when she appeared outside the hall, the thunder had already appeared above her head, and the terrifying thunder power only made people feel chills.

Feng Shuhe's eyes flickered, looked at Leng Wuyou's back, smiled helplessly, and followed.

The people in the hall looked at each other for a while, and then they all left the hall.

At this moment, the snow in the sky has stopped at some point, and the ground has been covered with a layer of silver.

Black clouds, layer after layer, directly enveloped the entire palace.

At this moment, the sky in the palace seems to be very low, as if it will fall directly the next moment.

Everyone felt a strong sense of oppression, their breathing was a little difficult, and they retreated unconsciously.

In the black calamity cloud, one thunder snake after another kept moving.

It really resembles the phrase "Dark clouds overwhelm the city and destroy it!"

During the time when the thunder calamity was brewing, Wang Jiayuan, who was carried in Leng Wuyou's hand, had already fainted from fright. She looked sideways at Feng Shuhe, who was standing in the crowd in the distance, her brows were raised high, and the corners of her mouth formed an evil arc. .

"Why did Prince Feng stand behind? Didn't he say that the thunder calamity was an illusion? I'm also very curious about whether the thunder calamity is real or not, and this was proposed by the young prince. The young prince shouldn't come and do it himself. , help us try it?"

The voice mixed with her spiritual power directly spread throughout the venue.

"Besides."

Leng Wuyou shook the Wang Jiayuan who was carrying in his hand, and the fainted Wang Jiayuan said with a bit of sarcasm in his tone, "Master Feng, don't forget that there are still people here, don't you want yours too? Someone is here to test the authenticity of this thunder for you, tsk, this move by Xiaowang Feng is really benevolent and righteous."

The word "ah" at the end was stretched out by Leng Wuyou, but her voice was cold, it sounded a little weird, but the meaning inside was profound, and it was a bit intriguing.

Originally, do you think there is anything wrong with this? After all, the person involved had already agreed before, and let this person of some kind block the thunder disaster, and it was still his own person.

It's just that, when Leng Wuyou uttered this matter in such a tone, they all felt, um, it seemed a little bad, after all, they belonged to you, even if it was voluntary for you to protect yourself from the thunderstorm Yes, but you shouldn't turn a blind eye and stand at the back of the crowd contentedly.

Still watching the play from the sidelines, how leisurely and leisurely that attitude is, it seems that I am not too worried at all.

Such a prince made them frown uncontrollably.

He treats his own people so cruelly, but how about treating them, they are just strangers, if they accidentally offend the other party, wouldn't the other party come back with vengeance, perhaps directly killing them, like Leng Wuyou Well, they didn't offend him, he chose to find fault with others.

If he is really allowed to prove by some means that all the pills refined by Mr. Leng are fake, if he is a fake alchemist, then everyone will know what kind of situation Mr. Leng will be in without thinking.

The Leng family also thought of this, and broke into a sweat. Fortunately, their Xiaoqi really knows how to make alchemy, and their Xiaoqi is really skilled in dealing with such hypocritical people, so don't worry.

In fact, they were still worried, but they believed in Leng Wuyou.

"Wushang still has to trouble you. I need to pay more attention to Prince Feng's residence in the future, lest they have any bad ideas on Xiao Qi." Uncle Leng glanced at Feng Shuhe, seeing him amidst so many unfavorable discussions. , still able to maintain such a calm face, his complexion sank.

(End of this chapter)