The Insane and Good-For-Nothing Madam

Feng Ruchu didn't argue with a cat. He lowered his head and thought for a while, and said seriously, "Go back to Feng Mansion!"

"Feng Mansion?" Xiao Zhu said in surprise: "Girl, why don't you think about it so much? You want to go into the mouth?"

Those in the Feng family all gritted their teeth hate her!

"I'm still in the beginning, and now I don't know whether it is life or death. I have to go back and see." Since the rebirth is in this body, for this only brother, she will naturally take care of him, if Feng's family dare to read each other. When the killer is in the first pain, she will surely make them pay for it!

Xiao Zhu seemed to feel the cold and murderous air pervading her, and her big round eyes were full of surprise.

Feng Ruchu turned his head and saw the silly and cute appearance of the little civet, he couldn't help but raised his hand, teasing her chin, and said with a light smile: "Furthermore, am I a sheep? Even if it was, it was a wolf in sheep's clothing!"

At this time, there was a noisy voice behind her. Feng Mo'er's words were acrimonious and vicious: "That little bitch, born of a mere singer, still advertises himself so pure and clean, dare to dislike the prince, it's best not to let him She falls into my hands, otherwise, I will let her..."

"Ah..." Feng Mo'er screamed before the voice finished.

An ice blade flew head-on and flashed across her neck. The sharp blade cut off the blue silk hanging on her side, and it was only one millimeter away from her skin.

Feng Ruchu leaned lazily on the corner, embracing her hands, watching her panicked with interest.

"Feng Mo'er, if I fall into your hands, what will you do to me?"

"With a leisurely sentiment and chewing your tongue behind you, it is better to hold Feng Feier's thigh tightly and beg her to give you some magical "medicine" to heal the wound on your neck. Otherwise, there will be a battle in the sacrificial field. I cut my throat with a hairpin with this waste material. That is a lifelong shame!"

"You..." Feng Mo'er immediately wanted to give her an ice blow, but was stopped by Feng Zheng.

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"As before, why are you here?" Feng Zheng's face with Chinese characters looked extra serious, and the texture of the corners of his eyes seemed extra deep because of his squinting movements.

Feng Ruchu was above the main hall and spoke such wild words, Nan Huang had thousands of reasons to condemn her, but still let her be arrogant.

Nan Huang is scrupulous about... the Lord?

Feng Zheng thoughtfully looked at the aura and crystal clear ice blade Feng Ruchu was playing with, and then looked at the small bamboo standing next to her, grinning long ago, and erected a small bamboo with a fried "hair" tail. .

These are all rewards from the Lord, right?

Just holding a chicken feather as an arrow.

Feng Zheng snorted from his throat.

There is disdain and disdain, but there is still a trace of anger that does not dare to act rashly.

"Feng Ruchu, why are you standing here if you don't go back to the Jiuzhong Hall?" Feng Zheng asked.

"Could it be that the Lord thinks that you are dirty, ugly and useless, for fear that you will defile his holy land and drive you out?" Feng Mo'er sneered, never letting go of every opportunity to humiliate Feng Ruchu .

In the air, a faint scent of buckwheat floated, and the silhouette of a stranger fell out of thin air. The silver-white ice silk robe faintly fluttered for a few moments, and then fell behind everyone.

"Holy Lord!" The Feng family turned around, leaning over their luggage.

Mo Qing "Hmm..." signaled them to exempt them. The tone was not too cold and arrogant, but it was uniquely alienated.