Super Special Forces King

3033-Puppet

Yun Qian was not afraid of Murong Qingfeng, and calmly resolved the deadlock.

In the hall, Dai'er bandaged Zhang Feng's shoulder wound, only to cut a little bit of skin, which was not an injury to Zhang Feng at all.

\"Sharapova, how are you?\" Zhang Feng asked.

Sharapova said: "I'm fine, no internal organs were injured, she didn't use all her strength!"

Zhang Feng nodded.

If Murong Qingfeng killed her, Zhang Feng would really not let her go, whether she was an aunt or not.

But Zhang Feng is very sad now. He didn't expect his mother to be dead. Yesterday my father said he would take him to see him in the future. Is that to go to his mother's grave?

Now the mother's natal family is here to get the ashes back, which is actually reasonable.

\"Dad, what's the matter with my mother?\"

Zhang Dashan was guarding his two granddaughters at the door, and Xu Qiuping hurried over to take the two children away.

\"That year, three months after you, the enemy came up and I was defeated. Your mother came up and blocked a sword for me. I fought the enemy and rescued you. At this time, Gusu and Murong’s people came The enemy was killed, and at this time your mother was already out of breath, and I have been devastated since then...\"

\"Who is the enemy?\"

\"The Murong family has killed all the enemies!\"

clang……

The glass medicine bottle in Zhang Feng's hand was crushed and Dai'er was terrified: \"Ah, Feng, your hand...\"

Deal with it quickly, Zhang Feng didn't feel the pain.

Zhang Dashan went out and said to Murong Qingfeng: "Qingfeng, your sister's ashes have been scattered on the top of the Tianshan Mountains. That is the place where I met her for the first time. This is your sister's belongings. Take it back to your mother! \"

Speaking, Zhang Dashan took out a beautiful jade pendant from his pocket, and the jade pendant was tied with a red string.

Murong Qingfeng stopped cursing, stood up and took the jade pendant, Zhang Dashan turned around and left.

\"Zhang Dashan!!!\"

Zhang Dashan stopped and did not look back.

\"Why? Why do I look exactly the same as my sister, why don't you look at me more?" Murong Qingfeng was full of resentment.

This sentence was finally said over the years.

Zhang Dashan had to leave without looking back.

\"Zhang Dashan!\" Murong Qingfeng shouted: \"My sister asked you to take care of me before she died...\"

Zhang Dashan paused, but the next moment he lifted his foot and left, walking so resolutely and unrestrainedly.

\"Zhang Dashan, you, you fucking...oooo...\" Murong started crying as he beat and cursed.

Murong Qingfeng angrily drew out a long sword and split the sturdy tea table in half, squatting there watching the jade pendant in his hand continue to suffer.

\"Oh, sister, did you see it? Did you see it? It really is the man you chose, uh...\"

Zhang Feng in the hall heard the speech outside and understood that the aunt and mother are twins, and the younger sister also fell in love with the brother-in-law.

The brother-in-law ignored it.

This **** bridge!

Zhang Feng walked out regardless of the injury on his hand, and walked up and asked: "Auntie, you like my dad!"

\"Boy, is this something you should say?\" Murong Qingyun said angrily: \"Nanjing won’t kill you for calling my aunt!\"

\"Auntie, I know why my dad doesn't like you anymore!\"

\"why?\"

\"My mother must have never scolded anyone!\"

\"how do you know?\"

\"I know you just look at you!\"

\"That’s true. Although your mother and I are twins, we have different personalities...boy, why don’t you learn from your father and only love a woman? Look at you... why don’t your father Like you...Are you still the Zhang family?\"

\"Auntie, you can’t say that. If you love, you will love it. What do you care about so much?\"

\"Yes, kid, what you said is right, what was the girl's name just now?\"

\"Which?\"

\"Say cooking for me!\"

\"Yunqian!\"

\"Yun, it is Yun again, huh, you father and son...there is another named Zhuo Chaoyun, she is abroad...\"

\"Hehe, what a love, a beast...\"

\"Swearing again!\"

\"Just scolded, men don’t have a good thing!\"

The atmosphere eased all at once, and this was like a family.

\"Auntie, come and eat something...\"

Yun Qian, who was wearing an apron, came out and was taken aback when he saw the coffee table.

\"Are you Yunqian?\"

\"Yes, auntie!\"

\"Hehe, I'm really hungry! \" Murong Qingfeng went over to eat.

Eating in the hall is a bowl of plain noodles and a few green vegetables.

\"Auntie, I don't know what you like to eat. Seeing you make plain noodles like this, or if you want to eat, I will make it!\" Yun Qian said.

\"Just plain noodles, this is good!\" Murong Qingfeng said and continued to eat.

Zhang Feng was amazed at this carefree woman, who looked like a girl in her old age.

I have to sigh that she is well maintained. The actual age is fifty, but she is still more than thirty, and she doesn't look too old.

After eating, Murong Qingfeng took out a small bottle and said to Sharapova: "I hurt you just now, I'm sorry, this is an apology for you, don't dislike it, I have it all over the world!"

\"What is it?\" Sharapova stood up and caught it, without mentioning the injury, both of them were carefree.

Sharapova is much taller than her.

\"Skin care!\" Murong Qingfeng said: \"Just use a little bit, or smell it!\"

\"Thank auntie!\"

Murong Qingfeng said: "You have long arms and long legs, suitable for swordsmanship, I will teach you later!"

\"Thank auntie!\" Sharapova was pleasantly surprised. Just now I saw the strength of auntie, Zhang Feng couldn't help her.

Murong Qingfeng looked at Hui Meizi standing behind Zhang Feng and said: "Mo family girl, come here!"

Emiko didn't move.

\"You are talking about, come here!\"

Emiko just passed.

\"What's your name?\" Murong Qingfeng asked.

\"Emiko!\"

Emiko's tone was cold.

\"Himiko? Haha, that's not right...\" Murong Qingfeng wondered: \"Waguo?\"

Zhang Feng said: \"Auntie, her family is in Japan!\"

\"No, your swordsmanship belongs to the Mo family, how can you get there! Nothing!\"

Emiko didn't speak, her expression remained unchanged.

\"Who are your parents?\" Murong Qingfeng asked.

Emiko asked: "Is this important?"

\"Forget it, you may also be the parents who adopted you. You and Zhang Feng are really a couple, very good. They can block my sword. I didn't expect you to be like you outside of the Mo family!\" Murong lightly breeze Said the head.

\"Auntie, what does the Mo family exist?\" Zhang Feng asked curiously.

\"The Mohist family is a thousand-year-old family. It is not in the world and has no fight with the world. Of course you don’t know, I know very little, and I don’t have much contact with it. Related, your life experience is extraordinary, but you are right, this is not important!\"

The topic of Murong Qingfeng jumped quickly.

At this moment, Mieko doesn't think about this problem. She never thinks about the inferior, distant things. What should come or will come, and what shouldn't come will never come. What's the use of thinking too much?

This is the mood of Emiko!