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Feng Ze was so angry that his light-colored pupils constricted, his body turned into a beast, and he lowered his voice: "Brother, don't talk too much."

Feng An's right hand also turned into a beast, and the momentum on his body oppressed Feng Ze, "Go out and fight, you don't want the non-orcs in the room to get hurt, do you?"

Feng Ze's expression changed, but he also left the room. He and Feng An's appearance must be planning to transform into a beast. If they accidentally hurt the people in the room, the loss outweighs the gain.

As soon as Feng Ze turned around, Feng An also stepped forward. Gong Sang saw that the two of them had left for a while, when there was a violent vibration outside, and tigers roared into the sky, as if a big battle was coming.

The people of the Chasing Wind Tribe were all attracted by the fight between Feng An and Feng Ze. Seeing that it was Feng Ze and Feng An, Bei Yang who had just brought the priest over said with a smile: "Feng Ze is really in a hurry, I will find you soon after I come back." Patriarch practice."

"It's not right." The priest frowned, his eyesight was not as good as that of an orc, and in the eyes of other orcs he could still see some moves of Feng Ze and Feng An, but in his eyes there were only afterimages of black and white interlaced back and forth.

But despite this, the priest still sensed that Feng Ze and Feng An's emotions were not right. When the two practiced their hands in the past, they never made such a deadly move like today, especially Feng Ze, who seemed to want to kill his brother.

Beiyang still didn't see any name, he just thought that Feng Ze was much stronger, which caused such a scene, and asked the priest beside him, "What's wrong? I only saw that Feng Ze became stronger, priest What did you see, my lord?"

The priest narrowed his eyes, this aura is definitely not wrong, the aura wrapped around the two of them is like enemies meeting each other, "Feng Ze and Feng An are definitely not as simple as practicing their hands this time." It can be explained, and there is something wrong with Feng An's situation, which makes the priest have a bad premonition.

"Stop them!" the priest said impressively.

Bei Yang's pupils shrank, and he asked the priest, "What do you mean, Lord Priest?"

In the eyes of the priest, this life-and-death fight is definitely not good for the Chasing Wind tribe. Although they don't know why the dispute between the two has reached the point of endless death, the Tianqi tribe has just been defeated. Moreover, Diqi, Yunqi and other tribes all wanted to swallow the Zhuifeng tribe alive. Feng Ze didn't know the importance of the matter, so could it be that Feng An didn't know either!

"Bei Yang, in your opinion, what is the form and momentum of the patriarch hunting beasts?"

"Yeah." Bei Yang hugged his elbows, touched his chin with one hand and pondered: "Let me think about it, I really don't know where to start when I'm called so."

The priest was so anxious that he didn't wait for Beiyang to think about it, and asked directly: "Is the patriarch at this moment like hunting animals? Every time he catches the dead spot of the prey, he pokes at the sore spot?"

Bei Yang opened his pupils wide and looked at the posture of the two brothers, Feng An. It was indeed the same. If Feng Ze hadn't just advanced, he would have been beaten so hard that he couldn't get up now, but he couldn't hold on for long.

But usually when the two of them practiced their hands, there would never be such a scene. The patriarch is not only an excellent hunter, but also an excellent commander. If usual, the patriarch would definitely guide Feng Ze how to deal with it. But judging from the current situation, Feng Ze had no power to fight back.

Even Feng Ze's situation was weird, it felt like he was desperate.

After a long silence, when the priest's left chest was jumping more and more violently, Bei Yang said: "I can't stop it. Since Feng Ze was promoted, when I fought with him, I couldn't even breathe a sigh of relief. The patriarch, I even entered the battlefield." They will all be oppressed by the aura inside."

The priest's face sank immediately: "No matter what caused the two brothers to turn against each other, they should also consider the tribe! How can this continue!"

Saying that, the priest rushed in, was pulled by Bei Yang, and shouted: "My lord priest! What are you doing? You will only be torn to pieces if you go in!"

"Then let them fight! Both will suffer, or one will be killed and the other will be injured!?" The priest's face could not contain the anger. This was the first time Bei Yang saw such a strong emotion on the priest.

At this moment, Gong Sang came out wearing a soft cloth, the afterimage in front of him was very eye-catching, dazzled his eyes, the priest noticed the little person at the first sight, went around and asked, "Gong Sang, what are you doing?" Do you know why the patriarch got into a fight with Feng Ze?"

Gong Sang shook his head blankly, recalling: "At that time, that young man came to find Feng An, and the two of them seemed to have a quarrel, so they went out."

"Arguing?" The priest seemed to grasp the point, and asked urgently, "Did you hear what they were arguing about?"

After a long while, Gong Sang slowly said: "It seems to be because the boy asked Feng An to take care of a person, and that person disappeared, and that person..."

"That person is you, right?" The priest looked thoughtful, but the aura on his body was obviously not so peaceful, even slightly oppressive.

Gong Sang took a step back, facing the priest directly, with her lips slightly parted: "I don't know him, I was rescued by Feng An, it would be too rash to suspect me because of this?"

The priest clenched his fists and pursed his lips, "But the patriarch has already started a fight with Feng Ze, I'm afraid the two of them will not benefit if they continue, and no one at the scene can stop this disaster, the only breakthrough point is wine on you .”

Gong Sang looked up at the pair of black and white setting suns, compared to the scorching sun, they were as dazzling, "Which one of them will win?"

"The patriarch." The priest replied without hesitation, but the movement of his hand grabbed Gong Sang's wrist: "Your partner is the patriarch, so you don't want to stop it?"

Gong Sang's expression flickered, and he tilted his head and said, "I don't know the guy named Feng Ze in your mouth, and I can't stop it. I'm the same as you. As long as I enter this battlefield, I will be torn to pieces."

"No, you can stop it." After the priest said, he stretched out his hand to grab Gong Sang's neck. Gong Sang still wondered why the strength of the hand that grabbed her neck was so weak, so she saw the priest shout to Feng An and Feng Ze : "If you don't stop! I'll strangle him!"

It seemed that the priest's hand was exerting a little force, but Gong Sang didn't feel the slightest bit of being squeezed, as if the slightly callused hand was just resting on his neck.

But obviously the red-eyed two would not pay attention to so many details. Just when everyone thought that Feng An would stop him first, Feng Ze, who had been oppressed all this time, suddenly reversed, broke through the oppressive momentum, and turned to The priest attacked, and Beiyang hurriedly stretched out his hand when he saw this. Even so, the priest fell heavily to the ground, and Beiyang also suffered some minor injuries.

Only then did Feng An realize that things were not that complicated. Seeing Gong Sang looking around in a daze, he tried to help the priest when he fell, but was stunned by Feng Ze.

Feng Ze's appearance at this moment is indeed frightening. His skin color and hair color are light because of his animal appearance, so at this moment, his whole body is covered with blood, and his eyes look like pools of blood, which makes people feel frightened.

The priest endured the severe pain and got up from the ground, looking at Feng Ze who was staring at him fiercely, as if he wanted to tear his flesh off, the priest lowered his eyes and walked out as soon as he met his gaze, Bei Seeing this, Yang didn't know whether to follow the priest or stop Feng Ze from going crazy depending on the situation.

Suddenly there was a 'bang', Feng Ze closed his eyes and fell to the ground, unconscious. Feng An had already realized that Feng Ze had reached his limit, and said to Bei Yang, "What are you still doing in a daze? Help him get down, don't let him down." he died!"

Bei Yang came back to his senses, helped Feng Ze up, Feng An put away the beastly shape in his hands, walked towards Gongsang, led him into the house, and said to the beast man before entering the house, "Look at the farce too." Now that it's over, you can find something to do."

After all, he slammed the door shut.

Seeing that Gong Sang still looked like he hadn't recovered, Feng An anxiously asked, "What's wrong? Are you scared?"

Gong Sang shook his head, raised his head and asked, "Are you alright?"

Seeing that Gong Sang was really fine, Feng An breathed a sigh of relief. He realized earlier than Feng Ze that the priest had no ill intentions towards Gong Sang, and his subtle movements showed that the priest did not hurt Gong Sang, but Feng Ze's movements were even more serious. Quickly, it was obvious that he couldn't control himself at the last step, and finally he tried his best to lose consciousness.

Gong Sang didn't ask him what was going on with Feng Ze, and Feng An didn't want to mention that noisy brother in front of Gong Sang, even if he was a brother, if he came to grab his partner, that would be wrong!

After this battle, Feng An felt a little wary of Feng Ze for the first time. If he had wished for Feng Ze to make such progress in the past, but now Feng Ze has other ideas about his partner, so Feng An had no choice but to do it. change one's mind.

Hugging Gong Sang on the bed, Feng An's mind was completely empty of other thoughts, and he just wanted to continue what he had interrupted. After a while, both of them sank into the bed, and only went out to eat in the evening.

At this moment Feng Ze hadn't woken up yet, but although the priest was injured, when Feng An came with Gong Sang, he saw the priest eating silently there.

After hesitating for a moment, Feng An lowered his head and said to Gong Sang, "Would you like to go there and talk to the priest?"

Gong Sang didn't understand why the priest didn't hurt him, so he nodded and said, "Okay."

As soon as the words fell, the two walked towards the priest. Hearing the sound of footsteps, the priest raised his head, put down the piece of meat, and asked, "Why are you looking for me?"

Feng An asked, "How's the injury on the priest?"

The injuries on the priest's body were not serious, but they were not light. If ordinary pure people would have collapsed long ago, he was the only priest who dared to put himself in danger.

Shaking his head, the priest said: "It's nothing serious, is the patriarch bringing Gong Sang to dinner?"

Although he was asking two people, the priest looked at Gong Sang. Seeing that the priest met his gaze, Gong Sang quickly nodded and said softly: "Yes! Feng An and I are both hungry, we are here to eat."

The priest smiled, raised his hand to hold Gong Sang's hand, Gong Sang squatted down, Feng An also let go of Gong Sang's hand when he saw this.

The priest said to Gong Sang: "I am sorry for you today, are you not injured?"