Feng Tianhao glanced at Feng Xingying helplessly, feeling like he couldn't breathe when facing a superior person.
The feeling of oppression given to him by Feng Xingying was actually stronger than that of his elder brother back then.
Send him to meet his eldest brother
Just want to kill him
Only then did Feng Tianhao notice that Feng Xingying's strength had reached the peak of a spiritual master!
"Are you going to advance again? Do you want my second uncle to help?"
"I wouldn't dare."
What a joke, do you want Feng Tianhao to help? Then doesn't she just carry a time bomb so that when she is in danger, she can hit her at any time
Feng Xingying definitely has reason to believe that her good second uncle must kill her with a last-ditch attack, not the World of Warcraft!
Feng Tianhao seemed to know that the family card was useless, so he finally unleashed his ultimate move: "As long as you let me see Ren Jian, I will tell you a secret."
"It's not rare." Feng Xingying refused flatly.
Go to King Leng for him? Is he worthy? He really thought he was Feng Xingying's father.
Looking at Feng Xingying's dashing back, Feng Tianhao almost shouted: "Aren't you also curious about the cause of your father's death?"
Feng Xingying stopped and said, "Say."
"You take me to find Renjian first."
"Okay." Feng Xingying is really not afraid of what tricks Feng Tianhao can play, especially in Prince Leng's Mansion.
Qin Molin's anxious expression had never calmed down in the past two days, and his originally cold face became more serious and forbidding.
When Feng Tianhao saw Qin Molin's angry face, he even knelt down involuntarily.
This is worship that comes from the heart.
Qin Molin just pretended not to see it, but held Feng Xingying's little hand tightly.
Originally I had a lot of things I wanted to ask her, but when I saw her, I didn’t know how to ask her, so I just wanted to simply hug her.
She thought so and did it.
When Qin Molin stretched out his hands and held Feng Xingying tightly in his arms, wanting to rub her into his chest, Feng Xingying stretched out her soft arms out of habit and gently hugged his waist.
The picture is so harmonious and beautiful that one cannot help but feel envious.
Feng Tianhao felt as if time had flown back to when he was young. It was the first time he saw his eldest brother hugging the unknown woman in the yard. It was this scene.
Feng Xingying is somewhat imaginative of that woman, especially those captivating eyes. No wonder she fascinates men so much that they fall in love with her.
Qin Molin whispered in Feng Xingying's ear: "Why did he let you out so quickly?"
"You knew that someone had captured me, but you didn't go to save me?" Feng Xingying's tone sounded a little dissatisfied, but more of a coquettish and coquettish tone.
One sentence made Qin Molin feel itchy.
"I've been there, just." Qin Molin didn't know how to explain.
Feng Xingying did not push him away, but teased with great interest: "I didn't expect that our omnipotent His Highness, Prince Leng, would also be afraid of people."
"Of course not." Qin Molin felt that he was so wronged! "I just think that he is not bad, and he is patient and can teach you enough. If you become his teacher, no one will dare to bully you anymore, and your cultivation speed will also improve by leaps and bounds in the future."
"I didn't take him as my master." Feng Xingying looked proud: "He felt he was not as good as my master, so he gave up."
Seeing Feng Xingying's proud and gentle appearance, Qin Molin couldn't help but hug him tighter.
What's wrong now, whenever I hear her voice, my body will have a primitive impulse. Obviously he had to kiss her lips before.