The eyes of the phoenix old lord drifted away, and the time seemed to return to many years ago. At that time, he was only ten years old. The Feng nationality did not have the prominent position in the Holy Land.

At that time, the holy capital should be described by war, robbing and looting, killing people like animals, blood and bones, even children are not let go, it is a **** and terrible killing, the invaders have no trace of humanity, they are hungry, even People will eat.

All the adults of the Feng nationality have joined the battle against the "devil". This is the call of the martial arts to remember the merits of the family to kill the "devil".

In order to get more achievements, the Feng people arranged all the adults, including their wives, only the young children and the elderly.

The ten-year-old phoenix lord was left behind and saw tears in his mother when he was taken away by his father. The ten-year-old had a nightmare at night. After he woke up, he was cold and sweaty. His mother was such a weak woman. How could it be possible to play "devil"?

He sneaked up and picked up his beloved iron sword, and went out quietly. This is the gift that the father gave him to his ten-year-old birthday. The blade is sharp and the wood is cut like tofu.

The ten-year-old child is always impulsive and innocent. After he left, he discovered that he did not know where to look for his mother. Instead, he brought a big trouble to himself.

Three hungry wild wolves stared at the child, and in order to capture the prey, they patiently pushed the child to the edge of the cliff without retreat.

The patriarch of the phoenix will never forget that when he was desperate and thought he was going to die, a white light flew out of the cliff and saved him.

Uncle is holding a little white rabbit in his arms, his eyes are red like a gem, the most beautiful gem he has ever seen.

Uncle White saved him and sent him back, but he was kept secret, don't tell the things of today, and don't mention anything to his uncle.

The ancestor of Feng Lao gradually pulled back his thoughts. Regarding the uncle of Bai, he always kept his promise and did not tell anyone. Until the Feng family gained power, he became the first family of the Holy Capital. His father passed the position of the sovereign to him. Only secretly used the forces to quietly search for this savior.

Hard work pays off, he found Uncle Bai under the cliff that year, to his surprise, although the appearance of Uncle Bai is not like the middle-aged appearance of the year, but he is much younger than his grandfather.

In the arms of Uncle Bai, he still holds a little white rabbit. How does the old lord of the phoenix think that this little white rabbit like a ruby ​​is the one that the white uncle saved when he saved him.

Uncle Bai did not explain, the old prince of Feng did not ask, he came to repay. As for who is Uncle Bai, what is the relationship?

"You remember, Uncle Bai is my benefactor. Without him, there would be no me, not even you." Feng Laozong said in a majestic manner.

The elders of Feng Xiao and Feng San and the elders of Feng Er were surprised to say nothing, especially the elders of Feng Er, whose face was as ugly as the ashes. The grandfather of the little surname, who is white, is a savior, not to mention Haoer did not die, that is, Haoer died, and he would not allow him to find revenge for the little monk who surnamed Bai.

at this time.

Feng Hao was lying on the bed and heard the sound of the door opening. He glanced at his eyes and saw that he was coming in. He sat up at once: "Have I killed the little seven dog?" The minion? And the little monk, I heard that she also came. Did I ruin her cultivation and throw her into a ruin?

Waiting for the next person to talk, Feng Hao seems to think of something, and hurriedly said: "Small smuggling goods are so bad for me, throwing her into the brothel is too cheap for her, you immediately go to me to find a male dog, to be big and fierce That kind."

When the next person heard this, the scared face changed, and suddenly shook his head: "No, it is not like this, the master, you listen to me..."

Feng Hao hated Bai Mu, and his brain was full of dirty torture. When he heard the words of the next person, he shouted: "Do not talk nonsense, do as I said, or interrupt your dog leg." The little monk had no eyes and no eyes, and he couldn’t look at Laozi. He looked at Xiaoqi’s waste, and Laozi told her to live and die.

The tears of the next man are coming out quickly, and they slammed into the ground: "The master, you have spared a small! Little dare! White is always the savior of the old lord, even the old lord must call the white girl a white Sister, you are a big deal!"

Feng Hao stunned and suddenly burst into laughter: "Ha ha ha... You said Grandpa called the little sister Bai Jie? I think you are crazy! It is still mad."

The next person shook his head hard: "This is true. If the master does not believe, you can ask the master personally."

Feng Hao looked awkwardly and touched the jade pillow. He was stunned on the head of the villain. He said: "Shut up, I am not a three-year-old child. Do you see me lying in bed and can’t practice, even you? This dog slave has also come to deceive me?"

The blood on the head of the man hangs down, and he looks at Feng Hao's distorted face.

At this point, someone came in...