"Miss Feng?"
Feng Chengcheng was stunned, she didn't know what her surname was, how could he know?
Wu Yao stopped talking, but made an inviting gesture very humbly: "Girl, please ......"
Feng Qingcheng was suspicious, and his brows couldn't help but curl, this person had never even seen his own face, and now he actually said his surname.Of course, she herself is not sure that this surname is her own, but there is an inexplicable expectation in her heart that this mysterious ancestor may know who she is.What's more, he may also know who froze himself there, and why she was frozen.In the sparkling lake, a canoe stands quietly on the lake, and an old man in a hat sits quietly in the middle, holding a long fishing rod in his hand, sitting motionless.After Wu Yao brought Feng Tingcheng over, he just bowed to the people in the lake, and left without a word, leaving Feng Tingcheng there alone.Feng Chengcheng looked at his back a little stunned, and wanted to call him back, but he was afraid of the fish that frightened the old man, so he had to shut his mouth and wait for the boat to come.But waiting left and right, there was no movement in the boat, and even the old man above seemed to be in a state of deification, motionless.Wait until the sun goes down, and your old man shows no signs of moving.Feng Chengcheng couldn't help but be a little annoyed, and raised his legs and left."
You don't want to know who you are?"
The old man's voice was faint, but it was pervasive and pressed towards Feng Chengcheng from all directions, causing her pace to stagnate suddenly."
Since the old man is busy fishing, I'll visit another day......"
"Another day?"
I'm afraid that I won't be in this good mood another day......"
The old man on the boat finally moved slightly, and turned his head to look: "What, don't you plan to come over?"
”"In the past?"
The corners of Feng Chengcheng's mouth twitched: "Shall I fly over?"
”"What do you say......"
The old man turned his head to look at the fishing rod in his hand again, and said indifferently: "Don't say that I didn't give you a chance......
If you leave today, it means that the fate between us is over......"
His threatening words made Feng Qingcheng's eyes suddenly cold, and he looked at the small boat with a slight thought, and muttered in his heart: "Don't let me get a chance......
If I have the chance, I will overturn your boat, I see if you are fishing or going ashore......" unconsciously, her eyes locked tightly on the boat, and a picture of the boat being turned upside down and tilted in her heart was conjured upside down.Just under her thoughts, the boat suddenly moved automatically without wind, which made the old man on the boat look shocked.Just when he was a little confused and alert, the boat seemed to be lifted by a big hand, and one side suddenly cocked, and it poured into the water with lightning speed.The old man let out an "oops", flew up, and the fishing rod in his hand suddenly drew towards Feng Qicheng.Suddenly attacked, Feng Qingcheng took a step back, raised his wrist lightly, and suddenly grabbed the fishing line on the fishing rod with strength and precision, his elbow was the axis, and he wrapped the fishing line around his arm, ready to wait.The old man's cloak suddenly burst out and shattered at this moment, turning into thousands of hidden weapons and shooting ruthlessly towards Feng Chengcheng, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Feng Chengcheng's eyebrows.() Supreme Mad Concubine: The fifth lady of the ghost doctor