Chapter 893 Crisis in the Fantasy Mansion (5)

clang!

Just when Wen Xunhuan was distracted, a long sword struck from the front. Wen Yunfeng hurriedly raised his sword to block him, but his body received a heavy blow, and blood spurted out from his mouth, making his handsome figure His face turned pale.

"Yunfeng!" Jun Tianyue was shocked and said eagerly, "You don't have to worry about us, we can handle it ourselves, go and protect Yunfeng and have fun."

Wen Wuwei was heartbroken when he saw Wen Yunfeng was injured. He sternly ordered the elders around him.

"Didn't you hear what Madam said? Hurry up and go!"

The elders had no choice but to evacuate from the two of them and go to protect Wen Yunfeng and Wen Xunhuan.

There were originally some forces that came to help, but for some unknown reason, the forces that came were greatly reduced at this time, and more than half of the palace lord's palace was filled with death trees.

Several elders also lost their lives under the attack of this group of people...

"Hahaha!"

Protector Zhao looked at the people in the Huan Mansion who were gradually unable to support themselves. He raised his head and laughed wildly. The corners of his mouth raised a sarcastic arc, and cold eyes flashed through his eyes.

"Master of the Palace, are you still waiting for help to come? Unfortunately, everyone else in the Fantasy Palace has died in the hands of our Spiritual Realm Wu family. I have also sent people to the Dragon Clan. I think all of them must have died." It’s impossible to stay!”

"So..." he sneered sarcastically, "Don't wait for others to help, because no one can help you..."

"Oh, is it so?"

Immediately after Protector Zhao finished speaking, a sneer came from the void.

This sneer fell into the ears of everyone in the Huan Mansion, causing them to raise their heads in shock.

"Yan'er, Chen'er?"

When Wen Yunfeng raised his head, he saw two familiar figures, one large and one small, which almost scared him out of his mind.

"Why are you coming back? Go quickly! Get out of here!"

Bai Yan was unmoved and stood calmly in the void. She was holding a little boy carved in pink and jade, looking coldly at the enemy below.

"Yan'er!"

Seeing Bai Yan leaving disobediently, Wen Yunfeng was furious and spat out a mouthful of blood. He staggered a few times and almost fell to the ground.

"Father!"

Bai Yan's calm expression finally changed, and waves appeared in her calm eyes. She took Bai Xiaochen's hand, quickly rushed down from the void, and stood in front of Wen Yunfeng.

"Grandpa, are you okay?" Bai Xiaochen's childish voice was filled with concern, and he looked at Wen Yunfeng with his big eyes without blinking.

Wen Yunfeng coughed twice and grabbed Bai Xiaochen's arm tightly: "Chen'er, be obedient and take your mother away quickly. Hurry."

Just now, Wen Yunfeng was only happy that Bai Yan was not in Huan Mansion.

Even if the entire Fantasy Mansion is wiped out, she can still survive.

But why does she want to come back now? Doesn't she know the danger that Huanfu is facing now?

"Yan'er, Yunfeng is right, you shouldn't come back..." Jun Tianyue smiled bitterly.

Does God really want to destroy the Fantasy Mansion? Even Bai Yan's mother and son were involved...

Bai Xiaochen wanted to explain a few words, but before he could speak, a joyful voice suddenly came from the front.

"Bai Xiaochen, are you here to save us?"

Following the sound, Bai Xiaochen looked at Wang Xiaochen who was hiding in the hall. His tight heart finally dropped: "Wang Xiaochen, just hope you are fine. Where is Uncle Wang?"