Syllable. et A small sound of breaking the sky sounded.
"Ahh Feng Jinyao only felt a sudden pain in her wrist, screamed in surprise, and let go of the long sword in her hand.
Feng Qingge hooked his lips coldly: "Hmph, I don't think I can do it." ” With a twist of his wrist, he easily took the Jin Ming Sword in his hand.
Feng Jinyao never dreamed that her precious Jin Ming Sword would be snatched away by Feng Tingge's waste so easily.
He screamed in anger: "Ugly monster, give me back the Jin Ming Sword." ” "Ugly Eight Monsters" Feng Qingge's face turned cold.
His gaze swept sharply over Feng Jinyao's distorted pretty face.
With his backhand, he shook the hilt of the sword in his hand, and slashed neatly towards Feng Jin Yao, the cheek with fine skin and tender flesh.
Scold.
Feng Jinyao's face, a blood stain crossed.
Feng Qingge's voice sounded like a god: "I want to see who is the ugly monster." ” Feng Jinyao felt the cold touch on her face, and her face turned white with fright. trembling opened his mouth: "Ugly, no, sister, good sister, please spare me." ” "Rao" Feng Tingge sneered.
"I was on the edge of the cliff before, why didn't I see my sister spare me" Ling Chi's pain seemed to appear in his body again.
Feng Qingge's eyes are murderous.
With a flip of his wrist, there were two more blood marks, which appeared neatly on Feng Jinyao's face.
Feng Jinyao felt Feng leaning and singing, and the cold murderous aura that hit like a tide suddenly turned bloodless with fright.
"Sister, please, please spare my sister."
Feng Jinyao trembled and begged for mercy, where was the arrogance just now Feng Qingge smelled the smell of blood on the tip of his nose, and hooked the corners of his lips expressionlessly.
Glancing at the collapsed dilapidated house not far away.
Feng Qingge opened his mouth: "Give you half an hour, from your west courtyard, move here." ” Didn't she laugh at her broken house, then she let her taste the taste of living in a broken house.
The original owner's murderous revenge, she wants to keep her, and slowly calculate it little by little.
Feng Jinyao looked at the broken house and screamed in disbelief: "What, let Miss Ben live in this." ” Feng Jinyao's sharp scream was only halfway through, and Feng Qingge had already neatly lowered her hands and raised her legs, giving her a knee hit.
"Bang".
Feng Jinyao only felt that in front of her, it suddenly darkened.
Then I rolled my eyes and fainted.
In the courtyard, there was silence.
The maids looked at the ground, and Feng Jinyao, who fell face down, was so frightened that they were silent.
Mrs.
Wang and Chunque glanced at each other, and retreated silently, planning to go to the second lady to move the rescuers.
Feng Tingge looked at the collapsed dilapidated house in front of him and picked up two pieces of wood that were not light.
He shook his head back without looking back.
Bang, bang.
Chunque and Wang Pozi fell to the ground one after another.
When all the maids saw this, their faces turned white.
Feng Qingge patted his two plain hands and opened his mouth lightly: "In half an hour, I want to see Feng Jinyao's things, all of which appear here." ” "In addition" Feng Qingge's eyes scanned around coldly: "If anyone dares to go to the front to tell the informant, Ju, Ru, this, sword." ” Feng Qingge's cold voice without a trace of emotion sounded word by word.
The Jin Ming sword in his hand snapped, and it was broken into two.
The maids looked at the broken sword in the Fengtian singer, and they were suddenly stunned one by one.
God, this is a low-grade treasure, and it was broken so easily by the eldest lady Is this still the same as before, the useless waste lady in Fengfu?
Everyone was dumbfounded, and Feng Qingge's cold voice sounded: "Lu'er, let's go." ” "Yes, miss."
The two turned around, but no one noticed that the ancient bracelet on Feng Tingge's right hand flashed again.
The position where Jin Ming's sword was broken suddenly lit up with a sword light, and with a "whoosh" sound, it flew straight towards the ancient bracelet
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