The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Feng Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Yan. It seems that he was shocked by his statement.

"Thinking about me? I want these things in my hands? Do you want to know when you can get these things in my hands?" Feng Xiao looked like a smile and looked at Feng Yan.

Feng Yan's brow wrinkled slightly, and there was a slight disappointment in his eyes. It seemed that he was not happy that his brother would say this.

"Is there any misunderstanding between the big brothers? So you misunderstood me like this?"

"Misundered? I don't see it."

Jomo Maple frowned, and he really didn't like the so-called little uncle in front of him.

"Don't you be able to sit down and talk about it?" Feng Yan frowned and looked at Feng Yu, his face was full of helplessness, and it seemed that Feng Yu was an unreasonable person.

"I am afraid this is not possible. What do you want to do directly, just do not need to approach me with such a strong purpose. This will only make me look down on you."

"You... I don't mean anything else, is it just that you have done something for my mother? Is it enough for the big brother to give the antidote to her mother? Can it?" Feng Yan looked at Feng Xiao, and he looked at it with a look. Hope.

It’s just from those eyes that Feng Xiao saw cold and anger, but he didn’t really want to come to him. Today’s goal is just for himself.

"I have already told them very clearly. I don't have an antidote, so you don't have to come to me any more. No matter how many times you come, the result will be the same." Feng Yan looked at Feng Yan and said that he said When it is over, it is not going to continue to entangle with him.

Feng Yan looked at the intimacy of Feng Xiao and a young boy. I really don't understand why Feng Xiao is so good to a young boy. Is it true that he is the same as his father? Is he good in Longyang?

The eyes of the inquiry fell on the body of Feng Yu and Jomo Feng. Although he didn't turn his head to look at it, Feng Xiao still felt it, but the look was that Feng Xiao had a kind of meaning that he wanted to dig his eyes out.

"I want to dig up his eyes." Feng Xiao whispered in a low voice.

Jomo Maple was slightly stiffer, then looked up at the person who had loosened his shoulder.

"Hey, what kind of person is he, do you understand?" Jomo Feng looked at Feng Xiao seriously.

"How do you say this? I can only say that he is like the phoenix owner. It is the kind of person who can really hide." Feng Wei looked at the front.

If the phoenix owner is a smiling face tiger, then the gentle facial skin is the appearance of Feng Yan. Few people see the phoenix-derived gas, as if his expression is like that.

"This way." Jomo Feng nodded a little, but look at Feng Yan like that, it seems that his patience to the front of the sly is nothing, he is too easy to be provoked.

"Hey, do you say that he will forget this?"

"Forget it? How is it possible? Feng Yan is a very capable person. He wants to make that woman as good as he is, then he must find a way to get the antidote." Feng Xiao laughed, just The smile did not reach the bottom of my eyes.

"Then he doesn't have trouble coming to us often?" Jomo Feng suddenly thought of this.

"What about that? Don't look too small to see you stunned. How about their good for Feng Yan? Feng Yan simply doesn't appreciate it." Feng Xiao smiled ironically.

These things are not known to others, but he is very clear.

"What do you mean by this?"

"The reason why they like Feng Yan does not like me, but in their eyes, Feng Yan is more likely to control, and I can't control it." Feng Yan shrugged and said casually.

Qiao Mofeng thought about it and suddenly understood that Feng Yan probably knew it already, otherwise he would not have been so forbearing.

"The son told you one more thing. The Fengjiazhu thought that they would hold Fengyan firmly in their hands. As everyone knows, Feng Yan has never been controlled by them. The forces in Fengyan’s darkness will not Where is the difference?"