Ye Qingluo thought a thousand times.
But he said: "Didn't Grandpa say that this is just a rumor from the Feng family? As a member of the Feng family, you actually believe such rumors?"
Feng Liqiong's eyes were heavy: "Do you really think that it's just a rumor?"
He snorted lightly.
The fingers holding the wine bowl tightened slightly: "There is no wind, no waves. If Feng's house is really clean, there will be no such rumors."
He picked up the wine jar and poured a full bowl.
However, he did not rush to drink, but stared at Ye Qingluo quietly: "The Feng family has a treasure, and... only you can find that treasure."
Ye Qingluo raised her eyebrows, carefully thinking about every word Feng Liqiong said just now.
She narrowed her eyes slightly.
A few imperceptible streamers flashed across his eyes.
"Why did little uncle say that?" she asked.
Feng Liqiong picked up the wine bowl, put it to her lips, and said word by word: "Because, you are my sister's daughter."
The words fell.
He drank the wine in one gulp.
Immediately, it fell heavily on the stone table.
The wine bowl and the stone table made a loud collision sound.
The expression on his face gradually became a bit distorted, and it seemed strange: "Even if my second young master of the Feng family is my sister's younger brother, I still can't get everything from the Feng family! She thinks about you in everything, I miss you everything!"
Feng Liqiong suddenly hammered the stone table heavily, and the emotion on her face became violent: "Obviously, you are just a bastard! A bastard whose father doesn't even know who it is! How can you get her approval?! "
"That treasure, only you know! My sister must have told you the whereabouts of the treasure!"
"Qing Luo, you owe Uncle this! Quickly, tell Uncle where the treasure is and make it up to Uncle!"
He muttered in a low voice, as if he was in a state of magic.
Such a crazy side.
The kindness and elegance that I saw on weekdays completely faded away.
Ye Qingluo didn't move, and didn't show any sign of fear.
Just sitting there calmly, allowing Feng Liqiong to vent.
However, she looked so calm and indifferent on the surface.
In fact, my heart was already turbulent.
The word "wild species" penetrated deeply into Ye Qingluo's heart.
From the memory of the blood-bone barbarian once.
Ye Qingluo might be able to imagine the bloody love story about her mother.
The mother was pregnant before marriage.
Not long after she was born, she encountered some kind of dangerous situation.
As a last resort, she was handed over to the blood-bone barbarian king to take care of her.
From the beginning to the end, Ye Qingluo didn't see where her so-called "father" was.
Why…
Feng Liqiong is so sure, the Feng family must have that treasure.
However, the whereabouts of the treasure must be on her body
Also, what does compensation... mean
What did she owe him
"Qing Luo!"
Suddenly, Feng Liqiong grabbed Ye Qingluo's arm with both hands, and stared at her for a moment with crazy eyes: "Uncle has no other requirements, as long as you tell uncle the whereabouts of the treasures of the Feng family." ... all of us, can return to the original ... "
"We can pretend that nothing happened, you are still my cute and ignorant Qing Luo, and I... am still your little uncle!"
The strength on the shoulders is a bit heavy.
Ye Qingluo frowned slightly, but didn't break away, but said seriously: "I don't know what you're talking about."
Xu is the three words "I don't know", which stimulated him.
Feng Liqiong suddenly stood up.
The expression on his face showed a bit of sinister hostility: "Qing Luo, uncle doesn't want to use brute force against you."
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