Jun Xin had been pampered since childhood.
Yuan Xin hadn't married for many years. Jun Xin was highly capable, and since she was a child, Yuan Xin had raised her as if she were his own daughter.
From childhood to adulthood, Jun Xin had never suffered any hardships.
Moreover, no one had ever dared to hurt her like this.
At first, she thought the man was just bluffing.
However, the figure in crescent - white appeared before her eyes in the next moment.
The boneless fan in his hand seemed to come alive. It kept spinning with the movement of his wrist.
When the paper side faced forward, it was just an ordinary fan.
When the paper side faced backward, a dagger - like weapon would protrude from the back of the fan.
At this moment, the weapon was less than a foot away from Jun Xin's chest.
Jun Xin sensed the danger and quickly retreated.
Feng Zhan didn't let her go because of this.
As she retreated, he kept advancing.
Jun Xin had nowhere to retreat. Spiritual power surged in her hand, and the powerful spiritual energy formed a huge protective shield. But something strange happened again.
The dagger of the man opposite could directly penetrate the protective shield, and even the man himself entered the shield.
In a hurry, Jun Xin could only dodge desperately.
Feng Zhan's dagger stabbed into Jun Xin's chest.
The boneless fan was immediately retracted.
A large amount of blood gushed out from Jun Xin's chest, instantly staining the clothes on her chest red.
Pain, it was so painful!
So being stabbed by a dagger was this painful.
Jun Xin covered her chest, gasping for breath, and stared at Feng Zhan.
Feng Zhan looked cold.
"Does it hurt?"
Jun Xin nodded.
"It hurts a lot."
"The blade of the dagger is so small, but when it pierces your body, you feel such pain. Then, when the executioner's big knife, with its sharp edge, cuts towards Xiao Qi, do you think he will feel pain?"
Jun Xin nodded.
This was the first time she had experienced what pain was.
"However, their lives are worthless. Their lives are cheap, but I'm different. Since you've hurt me today, don't even think about leaving the Cloud Mist Alliance."
"Leave? People of my Feng family are not afraid of your threats!"
Jun Xin straightened her body. Spiritual power gathered in her hand again, and then it formed waves that spread to every corner of the Cloud Mist Alliance.
Seeing Jun Xin's actions, Feng Zhan knew that this woman was calling for help.
When he came to the Cloud Mist Alliance, Feng Zhan had naturally anticipated the consequences.
In the minds of the people of his Feng family, there was no such thing as fear when facing the enemy.
Soon, the courtyard was filled with disciples of the Cloud Mist Alliance who rushed over from various yards.
Seeing that Jun Xin was seriously injured, they quickly stepped forward and protected her behind them.
Jun Xin sat on the chair carried by the maid. She gathered her spirits with difficulty and said, "Those who are in front of me, get out of the way!"
The woman's words were very impactful. Those standing in front of her quickly made a passage.
Someone was treating Jun Xin's wound.
Jun Xin frowned and looked at Feng Zhan.
"You haven't apologized to me yet."
Feng Zhan: "Then have you apologized to those people you killed?"
Jun Xin: "They don't deserve it."
A sneer appeared on Feng Zhan's peerless face.
"Then you deserve it even less."
Jun Xin was extremely angry. The blood that had just stopped flowing from her chest started to ooze out again.
"What's your name?"
"Feng Zhan."
"Feng Zhan. It's a good name, but you shouldn't have treated me like this. No one has ever dared to treat me like this before."
Feng Zhan raised his eyebrows.
He wasn't afraid of anyone here because their spiritual power and mental strength were useless against him.
However, Feng Zhan's martial arts skills could hurt them.
If they usually practiced martial arts, they might be able to hold out for a while, but it would only be for a while.
Feng Zhan's ability was rarely questioned, whether in the Yun Dynasty plane or in the current plane.
Seeing that Feng Zhan didn't reply to her, Jun Xin tightly grasped the handle of the chair.
She said, "Feng Zhan, I can forgive you."
"For the sake of your good looks, I can forgive you."
"But I want you to kneel down and kowtow to me to admit your mistake. From now on, you have to follow me every day. Whatever I tell you to do, you have to do it."
The young girl kept talking, but Feng Zhan wasn't very interested.
Feng Zhan: "What does it matter to me?"
Jun Xin glared at the man angrily and said, "Don't you like me?"
Feng Zhan found it even more ridiculous. He used to think that Jun Jiu was willful and self - indulgent enough, but he didn't expect that this little girl named Jun Xin was no better.
"I don't like you. On the contrary, I hate you."
Jun Xin stood up excitedly.
A sharp pain hit her chest. Her lips turned purple and her face became deathly pale.
"No! Everyone in the world can only like me. How can you hate me?"
Feng Zhan watched coldly.
"Are we going to fight or not? Women are so troublesome. I'm not the kind of person who will show mercy to the fairer sex."
He grasped the boneless fan.
Jun Xin took a step back.
Obviously, although she was a seventh - realm spiritual pharmacist at the Black Iron Realm and rarely met opponents in the Eastern Wilderness, she was afraid of the fan in Feng Zhan's hand.
It just looked like an ordinary fan, but in the hands of the man opposite, it seemed to become the most convenient weapon in the world.
"Everyone here, if anyone can capture Feng Zhan today, I'll beg my adoptive father to reward her with official titles and emoluments for a lifetime."
At this order, all the disciples of the Cloud Mist Alliance blocked in front of Jun Xin.
Feng Zhan just sneered contemptuously.
Under the moonlight, his smile looked so evil, arrogant, and bloodthirsty.
He lowered his head and gently stroked the boneless fan in his hand and said, "In that case, I'll have to trouble you. There's no need to kill them, but it's enough to take half of the lives of these profit - seeking spiritual pharmacists."
The man raised his eyes again.
His blue eyes were filled with cold - bloodedness.
In just a quarter of an hour, screams echoed in the courtyard one after another.
What was going on?
Why was their spiritual power completely useless against this man?
Where on earth did this man come from?
The boneless fan in Feng Zhan's hand opened up a bloody path for him. Most of those people had their arms or legs injured and couldn't stand up for the time being.
This was already the greatest tolerance Feng Zhan had shown them.
The surface of the boneless fan in Feng Zhan's hand was still as white as new, but blood was dripping from its frame.
One step.
Two steps.
Three steps.
Feng Zhan was like Satan from hell.
He walked towards Jun Xin step by step.
For the first time, fear rose in Jun Xin's heart.
She stood up, shaking her head, and kept retreating.
"They don't deserve to die, but you can't escape."
"Ah!"
The woman let out a shrill scream. Feng Zhan suddenly felt a huge object appear in front of him, and then something seemed to get into his eyes.