Feng Yun snorted and said, "I'm here to visit the prison today."

"Your second uncle?" Fang Che asked.

"Feng Nuan."

"Then don't you treat the wound on your face before you?"

"The injury, first of all, is that my father's special skills are difficult to eliminate. Secondly, I will come to see my second uncle, and this injury is really impossible to eliminate."

Feng Yun smiled faintly.

"Let's go and see my second uncle. Have you lived a happy life during this period?"

cell.

Already empty.

The cell that could accommodate 5,000 people was left after thousands of souls returned to their deaths.

Everyone is a single room.

But there are very long distances between them.

The light inside is dim, and even a cough can cause a gloomy echo.

Full of horror.

Feng Nuan was in his room, lit up the light to read a book.

His cultivation has been sealed, but his attitude is still calm and his demeanor is still.

Feng Yun slowly came to the door with a hat. His eyes were Qing looking at his second uncle who was reading a book inside, his eyes were cold.

"Uncle II, are you busy?"

Feng Yun's gentle voice: "I'll take a look at you. Is it still convenient here?"

Feng Nuan slowly turned around.

His face changed a little.

Now, there are three people he doesn’t want to see: his father Feng Kuang, his elder brother Feng Han, and his nephew Feng Yun.

Now, Feng Yun is here.

Feng Nuan's eyes fell on Feng Yun, and when he saw the hat on his head, his pupils couldn't help shrinking.

He said lightly: "Why did you come in with this thing?"

"Of course, I have a last resort."

Feng Yun smiled, opened the food box, and said, "I brought wine and food to my second uncle, all of which are from small plates and small bottles.

You can pass it in."

Take out a plate of dishes, a plate of dishes.

Feng Yun's movements were very slow, calm, and his hands were very stable.

Three dishes.

A pot of wine.

They are all very small and exquisite.

Feng Nuan looked at the wine and food put in by Feng Yun through the gap in the iron fence, and his muscles on his face spasmed.

He said lightly: "Feng Yun, are you visiting my grave?"

"Come in a hurry."

Feng Yun smiled and said, "Second uncle, please forgive me."

"Take off your hat veil and let me see." Feng Nuan Lengrui looked at Feng Yun's hat with a gaze.

"good."

Feng Yunyiyan took off the hat, revealing her scarred head and face, and smiled slightly: "It's just a bit unsightly. Let the second uncle be a joke."

Feng Nuan's pupils shrank, and she had already realized something, and a look of horror appeared in her eyes: "Who did you hit me?"

"Your brother, my father, I beat him with my own hands."

Feng Yun smiled.

Feng Nuan took a deep breath and a look of despair appeared on her face.

But he still asked in a trembling voice: "Why hit you?

"Of course my nephew did something wrong and made my dad angry."
Chapter completed!