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Di Wutan, who returned to his true form of Phoenix, was still very powerful even though he was injured.

He curled his lips in a cold smile, turned his wrist, and gathered strength in his palm. Feng Xuan looked at him with a serious look in his eyes, and immediately ordered: "Get out first!"

"Third Lord, it's the blood stone!"

Feng Xuan stared: "Retreat!"

But it was too late, the red mysterious force seemed to have enough power to destroy the world.

He attacked with all his strength, but in mid-air he was suddenly neutralized by a clear and profound force.

After the light went out, Di Wutan saw clearly the man standing in front of the group of people. It was a familiar face. It was the man he had hated for hundreds of years, the enemy he dreamed of killing with his own hands.

"Yun Jinshu!"

He turned his gaze to the girl beside the man and said sarcastically, "You really came here for her."

Yun Jinshu could feel several gazes falling on him from behind, all because of Di Wuotan’s words “Yun Jinshu”.

There are very few people in this world who have seen Yun Jinshu. Apart from the Yun family, there are almost no portraits of him in the outside world. No one would recognize Yun Jinshu if he appeared in front of everyone, but Di Wuotian's words "Yun Jinshu" can make everyone confirm his identity.

Yun Jinshu's eyelids drooped. Her family didn't like him...

At the beginning, Yun Jinshu was still distracted and thinking of taking a pseudonym to hide it for a while, but now it became a bubble and everything was shattered.

"Yun Jinshu?!"

Master Feng San covered his chest with his hands. His injuries were not serious originally, but now he was almost vomiting blood.

His eyes fell on the hand of his precious daughter that was grabbing the man's sleeve, and he trembled all over. The sword in his hand was thrown to the ground, and he pulled his precious daughter back.

Yun Jinshu: “…”

Somehow, he seemed to have anticipated this kind of scene.

Maybe it's in that lost memory...

"I......"

Emperor Wutan would not give him a chance to speak. He spread his wings behind him and looked at Yun Jinshu with hatred: "Since we are in front of my mother's tomb, I will use my death to atone for her sins!"

There was a fierce fight over there.

Hua Xia was also criticized harshly.

"Xi'er! Is the person you brought back Yun Jinshu?"

"It's fine if he's not dead, but why is he involved with you?!"

Suddenly remembering something, Feng Xuan said seriously: "But this person deceived Xier???"

Hua Xia shook her head obediently: "No."

Feng Xuan immediately denied: "Impossible!"

He then advised earnestly: "Xi'er, he is too old, several generations older than your father, and he is the ancestor of the Yun family..."

"He and Concubine Xuan are even more unclear..."

"Dad can agree to anything, except this one. Although he looks young, he should have died hundreds of years ago!"

......

Before Hua Xia could say anything, the entire underground palace suddenly shook and was on the verge of collapse.

"Oh no, the underground palace is going to collapse."

"Xi'er, let's get out quickly."

The next second, the protruding cliff under his feet suddenly broke and fell straight into the bottomless crack inside the mountain.

During the fight, Yun Jinshu failed to block the spiritual power from Di Wutan. After receiving it with his body, his sword went straight into Di Wutan's heart.

Then he turned around and stopped fighting, and the white figure flew down the cliff.

Hua Xia stepped on a fallen stone and was about to reach out to pull the original owner's father, but was grabbed by a hand from behind. She looked up and saw Yun Jinshu's face was gloomy. Hua Xia grabbed his wrist and could clearly feel his rapidly beating pulse.

"My dad."

Feng Xuan summoned a flying spirit beast in mid-air, and scanned the area with a sharp gaze. He subconsciously looked for his daughter first, and turned back to see the two of them hugging each other.

He was so angry that his whole body began to tremble.

After landing steadily, he pointed at Yun Jinshu and finally raised his hands: "Thank you, Yun family ancestor, for saving my daughter."

"Xi'er, call me senior."

Yun Jinshu's expression was very interesting. Hua Xia looked at him, her eyes fell on Yun Jinshu, and the smile in her eyes disappeared: "Are you injured?"

Yun Jinshu took a step back and denied guiltily, "No."

"You're welcome, Third Master Feng. Xier's business is my business."

Feng Xuan: “…”

Very good!

The light at the bottom of the cliff was very dim. The Feng family members who had come down safely took out torches from the storage space and lit them. The lights illuminated the surrounding scene, and the cliff in front of them was actually translucent.

The cliff was vertical, and hanging inside was a gigantic phoenix. Its colorful feathers seemed to have lost their brightness and turned dull due to the death of its body.

It turns out that this entire hollowed-out mountain wall is the Phoenix Tomb!

The scene before them was too spectacular. Few people on the continent had the chance to see the ancient spiritual beast, and most people had only heard of it in legends.

Not to mention the way that at such a close distance, each feather can be clearly seen.

A male phoenix and a female phoenix. This phoenix has its eyes slightly closed. If you look at it for a long time, you will have the illusion that the eyes will open in the next second.

"The secrets of the Nangong royal family are true. Concubine Xuan is truly a phoenix!" a voice murmured.

As an important character in this story, Yun Jinshu never looked at the Phoenix Tomb from beginning to end. His attention was all on Hua Xia. After hesitating for a moment, he asked quietly: "Your father seems angry..."

Hua Xia glanced in the direction of the original owner's father, and instead of offering comfort, she affirmed, "Indeed!"

Listening to the two people's gossip, Feng Sanzhu's face became darker and darker.

There's such a big phoenix right here! And you still want to kidnap his daughter?!

A beam of fire swooped down from the top of the cliff, blasting rocks and raising dust. Afterwards, Di Wutan stood with his back to the crowd, looking deeply at the tomb in front of him.

There was sadness and grief in his eyes.

"Let mother watch today, and I will personally send you to see her to atone for your sins!"

There were whispers from all around: "What is written in the scroll is indeed exactly right!"

The hatred in Emperor Wutan's eyes did not seem fake, his eyes were red and he almost cried blood.

It is an irreconcilable hatred, and no one would doubt it.

"Xier, come to daddy." Feng Xuan behind her spoke carefully, afraid of making her sad again.

Hua Xia had no expression on her face. Yun Jinshu was a little flustered: "Trust me."

This is the truth that even 250 people who know the plot dare not refute.

Now we are waiting for a result. If Hua Xia goes to see the facts, even if she doesn't believe it, doesn't believe Yun Jinshu, and doesn't believe the mission target, everything can still be turned around.

The choice given by the Lord God.

I can see clearly where I came from and where I am going. Too clearly. In the long years, when everything is known, has life become boring?

"Are you hurt?" Hua Xia suddenly asked.

Yun Jinshu subconsciously denied: "No."

The blow in the chest still blocked his heart. Yun Jinshu lied, paused and said, "It will be fine."

He hasn't regained his memory of her yet.

There was not much time left for everyone to explain, and soon, two figures, one black and one white, started fighting.

In a flash, the ground shook and a Feng family disciple suddenly pointed at the cliff in front and exclaimed, "It's opened its eyes. It's opened its eyes."

Inside the hanging tomb, the spirit beast still has its eyes closed.