"Did you ever think about getting him back?"

Feng Han has always been calm, but when faced with this problem, he never made any concessions from beginning to end: "Don't think about it! Unless my lineage is dead!"

Feng Kuang could only sigh.

"Also, let's not worry about Feng Xue's marriage!"

Feng Han said toughly: "I will make arrangements!"

Feng Kuang could only agree: "I have to tell me if I have arranged it!"

"Well, I'll tell you."

Feng Han was vague.

"Be careful about Feng Yun's wedding." Feng Kuang reminded.

"I understand, my son's wedding will naturally be in love."

"You should also keep an eye on Fengxing." Feng Kuang was worried: "Don't let him follow Feng Nuan's old path."

"Feng Yun is not Feng Han."

Feng Han said lightly: "He is not as stupid as his father."

When Feng Han got up and was about to leave, Feng Kuang called him again.

"There is one thing that I haven't asked you for so many years." Feng Kuang said: "The thing that Feng Yun made his mark back then..."

Feng Han did not turn around.

He said to his father with his back to his back: "When Yu'er was attacked for the first time, she was guarding. From that time on, she left a letter to Yun'er. The letter said that if something happened to her, Feng Yun would definitely be stable and not show off at home. Only at the right time and when all the deputy chief leaders were there, they would make a big splash."

"It was this letter and Yu'er's real death that made Yun'er do that. He hid his edge for many years, and then showed his edge in front of Yan Zu. He was hailed as the number one successor!"

Feng Han's back was a little bleak: "I am an unqualified father, but Yun'er's mother is a super qualified mother."

"She even arranged her funeral after her death, and I...as the father of the child, I am not under her entrusting."

"She doesn't believe in the Feng family."

"Although she believes in me, she is even more afraid of my previous family sentiment of affection and righteousness."

"Now, if this letter was in my hands at that time, maybe I had already ruined Feng Yun. Because at that time, I was just a fool and would definitely come to you and Feng Nuan to discuss how Feng Yun could make his mark in front of Yan Zu."

"That's over."

"Luckily she entrusts her son."

Feng Han breathed out: "Father, I am a fool! My wife is dead, and I don't know who killed it."

"Luckily, my son is not."

After Feng Han said this, he left the study room.

Feng Kuang sat on the throne and was speechless for a long time.

Finally, I sighed.

...

Feng Yun invited the Guardian Envoys to the Peak Tower.

They are all acquaintances.

Xue Changqing leads the team, and there is a snow, the snow is slow, the wind is windy, the wind is windy, the wind is gone; the rain is rainy, and the rainy day is rainy, no one dares to clouds.

Ten people envoys.

No elders follow.

There is no secret protection from any super expert.

Just came so openly, the ten top geniuses were sent to the center of the Orthodox Church, Shenjing.

Feng Yun asked Yannan, who had just returned, and then arranged the accommodation of the envoy group in the Peak Building.

The Peak Tower belongs to the official official of the Master Instructor and has never been open to the public.

Yan Nan ordered: "Only my orthodox church is not allowed to embarrass people! Be sure to ensure the safety of these ten people!"

Yannan knows Dongfang Sansan.

Since Dongfang Sansan dared to blatantly send ten geniuses here, he would definitely be sure to let them go back safely!

Although even Yannan couldn't see where Dongfang Sansan's backup plan was now.

But there must be, but that is certain.

If there are really no blind attacks on the side of the Orthodox Church, and if the person is not killed, the face of the Orthodox Church will be lost.

Yan Nan said that he could not afford to lose this platform and could not afford to lose his face.

For Xue Changqing and others, they could only arrange it in the Peak Tower first, and Feng Yun, the landlord, also congratulated the target for the entertainment.

Yan Nan is really worried about the others now.

In other words, Feng Yun has a strong overall view, and congratulations to him, it will definitely not happen if he has a lifelong event.

Feng Yun held a wine glass and looked at ten people, with a warm smile on his face, gentle and elegant, calm and generous.

"Brother Changqing, we two have never sat together like this, including in the three worlds. It seems that this is the first time today!"

Feng Yun smiled and said, "Just sitting like this makes people feel that he seems... he has really become a character."

Xue Changqing couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Yun said this well, and I also feel this way. The irreconcilable position, the feeling of meeting enemies who live and die, sitting on the same table is really a bit wonderful."

Feng Yun laughed.

Mo Ganyun, who was sitting in the seat and sitting taller than the person standing, asked, "Where is the Night Demon?"

With this voice, the whole table shook.

Although Mo Ganyun was already shutting up the sound, the shock was still quite impressive.

Feng Yun looked up and looked at Mo Ganyun, his face was a little distorted, and he smiled and said, "Xue Changqing, you... are you under great pressure when you usually spend time with this guy?"

Then he smiled and said, "Ye Demon is on a business trip and hasn't come back yet."

It answered Mo Ganyun's question.

Xue Changqing and the other two sighed at Feng Yun’s question, glanced at Mo Ganyun, and sighed again: “It’s hard to describe it!”

Is it stressful to be with such a big man every day? This question is really...can't be said.

Whoever is with him knows.

Let's just say that, if Mo Ganyun stretches his arms and his palms, it will be enough for nine people to do pull-ups on his arms together.

Do you think the pressure is too high?

When standing in front of each other, even Xue Changqing avoids standing in front of or behind Mo Ganyun.

Standing in front of me, my head was only at Mo Ganyun's chest and I had to lean on it. It was basically the same as my belly button.

Standing behind you, you can't see it at all.

So Mo Ganyun's position has always been hanging on the last one. But eating mats together can't be avoided.

The current situation is that a group of little white rabbits and a black bear are sitting on the same table.

No matter how powerful or graceful the others were, they were completely turned into bean sprouts by Mo Ganyun.

The feeling of déjà vu for outsiders is that a black bear sits in a dragon and a tiger, and a big thorn.

And everyone else was trembling in front of him!

Not to mention them, even the maid who was responsible for pouring tea and serving food couldn't help but hold her breath when she passed by Mo Ganyun.

"Mo Danyun, how tall are you?"

Feng Yun asked.

"Now three meters!" Mo Ganyun said with a glaring eyes.

As he said that, he held up the teacup with his huge palm and drank it in one sip, smacked his lips.

A little unsatisfactory.

Feng Yun turned his head and ordered: "Put a enamel basin for Mr. Mo. It's more delicate!"

Then he said, "Two, one drinks wine and the other drinks tea."

He burst into laughter.

The dishes are constantly served, whether it is wine or dish, they are all top-notch.

"Today, I am Feng Yun, who welcomes you all, and thanks you for your long journey for my marriage."

Feng Yun smiled and said, "It was the opportunity I snatched by snatching the head. If it weren't for the title of groom, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to snatch others. We will be together until tomorrow. Then, Bi Feng and Emperor Wu will come."

Feng Yun's words are naturally humble.

But Xue Changqing also understood that this was expressing the meaning of being the only one who taught me was full of talents.
To be continued...