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This sound, wrapped in a spiritual thought, seemed far away yet close, urgent yet slow, and like thousands of sound lotuses blooming on the altar.

"Ok?"

"Humph!!"

Feng Chen was stunned and Jiuyou hummed.

Lei Gong asked, "How do you say that?"

This question revealed that Lei Gong was definitely no stranger to that person, and he didn't feel much strange about his words. It was obvious that he had known the person speaking for a long time.

But Feng Chen on the side was a little confused.

Who is this person? What does he mean by saying that there is death and no life under my divine thunder? Does he know more about Lei Chi than Uncle Lei? Or maybe he had other intentions...

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"Hall Master Lei is concerned about chaos, calm down, there is no need for me to say it." The divine thought came again, and it seemed to be in the thunder pond.

Lei Gong's eyes were gleaming, and he swung his sleeves and robe slightly thoughtfully. He turned to look at Feng Chen and became increasingly confused.

Feng Chen became more and more puzzled, but seeing that Lei Gong was full of thoughts, he didn't bother him.

After a while, Lei Gong became more and more clear, and Feng Chen asked: "Uncle Lei, who is this...?"

"Yan Jun Zhuang Mo." Lei Gong said this person.

It turned out that he was actually Yan Junzhuang Mo who had been imprisoned in Lei Chi for a hundred years, but he had not told Lei Gong the truth before, and now he reminded him, but he didn't know whether it was true or not, and why.

But Feng Chen didn't know about this. He only said that Lei Gong said that this Yan Jun was a man of evil ways. How could he have good intentions? He must have some agenda.

I was thinking in my mind and said it out loud: "Uncle Lei, how much can we believe his words?"

"It depends on how much he can speak." Lei Gong's eyes moved.

Then, without waiting for Feng Chen to ask again, he turned around and said, "You said that Jiuyou pretended to show weakness because he wanted to lure Xiao Fengzi into practicing body training?"

"Exactly." Zhuang Mo on the other end was determined.

"How can you see it?" Lei Gong asked again.

"He has refined the source of demonic energy and has been trapped by the resentment, unable to escape, and..."

"Boy, you are wearing a demon spirit holy body, are you going to help outsiders?" Zhuang Mo was mid-sentence when Jiuyou interrupted him coldly.

This Jiuyou is worthy of the dignity of the Underworld Emperor. You can tell the depth of Zhuang Mo with just a few words, but his words are not self-inflicted. Originally, Lei Gong and the two were a little doubtful, but now they believe most of them.

If what he said is true, what happened today may be a coincidence between Xu Yi and Jiuyou.

This plot is simple to say, with Feng Chen's mysterious cultivation as a guide, Lei Gong knew that there was a scam but was willing to fall into the trap. He took Feng Chen into the Lei Pond to temper his body and refine his energy. When the success was achieved, Jiuyou escaped from the trap.

When the Nine Nether Seizing House Fengchen breaks out and causes chaos, and with the help of the poor family, it will be easy to escape from Thunder Mountain.

It's just that these conjectures are all inferences, and the truth is unknown. At least Zhuang Mo's words have been interrupted by Jiuyou, so the hidden meaning is still unclear.

But one thing is certain, Feng Chen's demonic aura should be extremely dangerous. No matter how much Zhuang Mo said, Jiuyou's trouble alone would be extremely troublesome at the moment.

If he hadn't refined the source of the demonic energy, the ten Nine Netherworlds would have been destroyed together with the thunder technique without harming Fengchen at all, but that was not possible at the moment.

If he practices body refining again, the resentment can certainly be eliminated, but Jiuyou will also be freed from the trap at the same time, and the demonic energy will be smelted in an instant.

When the time comes to seize Fengchen, Lei Gong cannot guarantee that he will not hurt Fengchen and kill Jiuyou. If he cannot do this, he cannot take risks.

After thinking about getting through the pass, Lei Gong felt that the only way to be safe now was to pull out the demonic energy. But without the demonic energy, there was no replacement, so what about tempering the body and refining the essence?

Lei Gong thought for a long time. This opportunity was unique. He was still unwilling to accept it: "How did you know? Why are you helping now?"

Lei Gong wanted to see how much Zhuang Mo could believe what he said, and also wanted to know more about it for consideration.

But there was no response from the other side of Zhuang Mo. For a while, just when Lei Gong thought that he was still obsessed with the devil after all, a long sigh came out.

"Sigh... just seeing how his mother risked her life to save A Li, Hall Master Lei, why don't you believe it?"

"As for how I learned about the secret of the devil's way, Zhuang Mo can't say much. Anyway, if I can save the child today, I can repay some favor to A Li." Zhuang Mo was speechless after saying that.

On the small altar, there seemed to be a bit of melancholy and a bit of hatred, but in the end there was only a sigh and a sad murmur.

"Oh... ugh..."

Lei Gong shook his head and let out a long sigh. He turned around and looked at Feng Chen again. His eyes were filled with helplessness and his heart was full of self-blame.

It seems that today I am going to break my promise.

If it were for other reasons, no matter how dangerous the situation was, my Lei Gong would be able to handle it with all my strength, but I couldn't do anything about this situation. It's a pity that this great opportunity was missed.

Oh, forget it, think of another way...

Lei Gong thought about it again and again, and said helplessly: "Xiao Fengzi, this matter of body training..."

"Uncle Lei, my nephew understands, but I just want to take a gamble. I don't believe that his Dog Heavenly Way can really defeat me!!" Feng Chen's eyes were stubborn and he interrupted what Lei Gong was saying.

He had only half-understood what he heard just now, but he understood it to some extent. He also knew Lei Gong's worries and the dangers here, but at the same time he felt that the opportunity was hard to find and must not be missed.

Even if a replacement can be found in the future, who can guarantee when it will appear? Besides, there is no doubt whether he can find it or not. It is better to give it a try than to wait.

"Silly boy, it's not appropriate to show off your strength at this moment. Wait until Uncle Lei thinks of other ideas." Lei Gong hopes more than anyone else that he will succeed in his body training, but he has no choice but to deal with the dangers involved.

However, Feng Chen was determined to do this, not only because the opportunity was rare, but also because he was the queen of the Feng family.

Feng Wanlin's son could not tolerate being forced to retaliate.

Stubborn, Feng Chen made up his mind: "Uncle Lei, Jiuyou is really powerful, but my nephew is also protected by divine weapons, so he may not be in serious danger of life or death. If I step back ten thousand steps, even if I die here, it is better than doing nothing. "

"Alas~" Lei Gong inevitably sighed as Feng Chen heard the words.

Why is this child not more stubborn than his mother, but just as stubborn as Brother Feng? Before Jiuyou appeared before, he said he wanted to pull out the demonic energy, but now he has accepted death and stubbornness to the end.

This is...sigh...

"Uncle Lei, my nephew has made up his mind, please make it happen. Even if it happens, it is my fate that Feng Chen should be like this." Feng Chen saw Lei Gong hesitate and said again, there was no way out in his words.

Lei Gong stared at him and considered for a long time, and finally his eyes were firm: "Well, I'll make a bet with you, but I've said it first. If my life is really in danger, I will still forcefully interrupt. Remember to listen to my orders. , don’t act forcefully.”

"My nephew understands." Feng Chen accepted Lei Gong's consent, and the stubbornness in his eyes showed a hint of expectation. His slightly thin body was slightly shaken by the demonic flames, and seemed to stand up a little taller.

And the barrier formed by the Flying Eagle Spear on the snowy night seemed to feel Feng Chen's indomitable spirit, and he let out a golden shout with some joy.

Taste~

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