Thinking of this festival, Wu Yu smiled honestly, patted Wu Ling's cheek with his palm, and turned to Xie Yuyan and said, "Girl, send your brother back to the room to rest! These days, you don't care about family business. Just focus on taking care of your brother."
Xie Yuyan was overjoyed when she heard the words, a red cloud flew up on her cheek for no apparent reason, her right hand squeezed the corner of her clothes subconsciously, and promised, half holding and half hugging Wu Ling out of the room as quickly as a little swallow.
"Oh, my ass, girl, what's wrong with you, why are you so anxious?" Wu Ling yelled outside the door, sweating in pain.
"This girl, what's the matter? Why are you so happy?" Wu Yu in the room touched his head unconsciously, "Does the family business really make her so annoying? Or, this girl treats this kid."
"Hehe." Thinking of Xie Yuyan, Wu Yu's eyes murmured, and he stretched out his right hand to trim his beard, the businessman's expression on his face was full, "I Wu Yu has been in business for so many years, and I have countless wealth, but I want to talk about the most cost-effective. A deal, you have to say that it is Yu Yan. Yu Yan and Ling Er, hehe, they are really good matches!"
Remembering that on the streets of the slums, under the cold wind, Xie Yuyan was undressed and alone. He brought her back to the martial arts family at the cost of a steamed bun. His starting point was to find a partner in martial arts for his son.
Over the years, Wu Yu has always cultivated Xie Yuyan as his biological daughter. Although Wuling Kungfu didn't make progress, Xie Yuyan's kungfu has become the top master of the martial arts. While secretly sighing for Wu Ling, Wu Yu was also very pleased. Fortunately, Xie Yuyan was not regarded as a servant back then. You know, in today's form, how many tigers and wolves are there, because of Xie Yuyan's amazing strength, he has not dared to attack the martial arts for a long time.
Wu Yu, the Martial Family Patriarch, was only a bone-changing strength. Although not low in the entire Principality, it could be said to be vulnerable compared to the enemies of the Martial Family.
The fourth layer of Yi Bone is a completely different existence from Wu Yu. Excluding the difference in force, Xie Yuyan's age at the fourth level of Yi Bone is unique in the Principality of Wufeng. Therefore, Xie Yuyan is definitely a priceless treasure to the Wu family. The best way to keep this priceless treasure is to let Wu Ling reconcile with Xie Yuyan. The prime minister's mansion, in the back garden. Yun Tong's entire body curled up into a round ball, lying on the ground, shaking.
Opposite him is a handsome young man with a smile on his face, wearing a goose-yellow robe with gold rim, like a piece of flawless jade cast into a jade, even standing there quietly, it is full of beauty and beauty. Shen Yun is unique, giving people a noble Tsinghua feeling.
Yuntong's fat face was pale in fright, and he pressed tightly to the ground. His voice was intermittent because of fear: "Small wind, this time. This time, this boy Wu Ling is lucky. Give me another chance, next time. , I must let him go to hell!"
"Haha." The young man on the opposite side only smiled softly, without speaking.
This laughter scared Yun Tong into the sky! At this moment, how he hoped that what he had just heard was not a laugh, and what he saw was not a smiling face.
Yun Tong's fat and heavy body moved backwards with difficulty, and the fat in his body couldn't help trembling with the violent beating of his heart. The cold sweat almost drenched his whole body: "Fengyinglin, what are you going to do? You can't kill me! It is Yun Qian’s son, and I am the future minister of foreign affairs of the Principality!"
"Haha." Fengyinglin smiled again. Before the laughter fell, Yun Tong saw a figure flashing in front of him, his neck felt cold, and a strange gurgling sound in his throat, a pair of mouse eyes protruding from his eye sockets, his face was full of unwillingness and anger. The body was arched, and the body that had run out of oil did not know where the power came from, tremblingly raised a hand, pointed at Fengyinglin, wanted to say something, but couldn't say it! Just staring at Fengyinglin, for a long while, he fell back to the ground with a snap, twitched a few times, and finally died. His eyes were wide open, and he couldn't catch his eyes.
Feng Yinglin glanced at Yuntong's corpse in disgust, and sighed lightly, as if he was not killing people just now, but eating and sleeping as natural: "Hehe, aristocratic scum, shame of the family! These two words are really used. Appropriate! Xie Yuyan, if you haven't played against each other for a few years, you can't think of your kung fu to reach Sri Lanka. This majestic Principality of Wufeng can be worthy of my Fengyinglin woman, I am afraid you are the only one!"
Frozen for a while, he told the two servants next to him: "Send the corpse back to Yun's house immediately, and tell Yun Qian that Yuntong was counted to death by Wu Ling, and the Prime Minister's Mansion did its best to save his life. In addition, have you done everything you just ordered?"
The two subordinates looked pale, and as Feng Yinglin's confidantes, the two of them had done a lot of shameful deeds secretly. However, compared to what Fengyinglin did just now, it can be said to be insignificant. The successor of the Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Principality even said that he would kill him without mercy. Such a big deal, I am afraid that only Feng Yinglin can do it.
Thin beads of sweat leaked from the tip of their eyebrows, and one of them hurriedly replied: "My son, according to my son's instructions, all the untouchables who were watching the crowds on the street today have been assassinated! And it can be guaranteed that this will happen this morning. No outsider will know what happened. However, Bei Tangqiu, the son of a military minister."
"From Beitangqiu, I have my own method." Fengyinglin looked up at the distant sky, where the clouds rolled over and seemed to herald the arrival of the Wind City in chaos. Fengyinglin sighed secretly: "I, Fengyinglin never kill anyone in vain, this is their fate!" After all, without looking at the two again, he walked towards his father's study.
Feng Yingsen, the prime minister of the Principality, was lying halfway on the chair of the Grand Master, half squinting his eyes, and his voice was like a dream. He smiled and said, "Lin'er, how are things going?"
Although his sentence was a question, he seemed to have known the answer for a long time, his tone was very relaxed and his expression was full of trust in the person in front of him.
Feng Yinglin was half-arched, with a charming smile on her face, her voice was not too loud, and she said flatly: "There was a small mistake in the middle, but it was a harmless thing."
Feng Yingsen slowly closed his eyes when he heard the words, turned sideways, turned his back to Fengyinglin, and chuckled, as if all this had been expected by him: "Lin'er, this time you brought Yuntong and Beitangqiu Two incompetent boys, have you caused any trouble?"
Feng Yinglin's body shook slightly, and then recovered as before, with a deeper smile on her face: "Father is well-rounded, and his son admires. This incident was not reported to his father. It was his son's fault. He also asked his father to forgive him."