Destiny Little Crazy Concubine

Chapter 1612

A look of surprise flashed in Yuejin's eyes.In this nine-year-old girl, it seemed that Xiao Yuchen's childhood shadow could be seen.

It is an innate feeling that makes people surrender unconsciously and follow them willingly to the death. It is inexplicable and unclear.

The air of a king is probably like this!

Although Feng Qingyan said so, from Jing Yuanzhong's point of view, he was an unknown outsider after all.This is the site of the Xingchen Building, in the final analysis it is still up to Mr. Yue to decide.So, his eyes shifted to Yuejin: "Master?"

"If you want to live or die, choose yourself!" Yue Jin threw it angrily.He grumbled resentfully in his heart: Look at what this young master is doing!She does what she says!I still have to listen to her!

"Stop!" Before Jing Yuanzhong could react, Feng Qingyan stretched out her small hand and glared at Yuejin, "Did I ask him to choose?!"

Both Yuejin and Jing Yuanzhong were taken aback.

"Young Master Yue, it doesn't feel good to be stalked behind someone's back, isn't it?" Feng Qingyan's eyes flickered with a little smile.

"Nonsense!" Mentioning this, Yuejin was even more depressed.

"The person behind the scenes may not be found, but this bad breath can still be released."

"How to get out?"

"My son has his own way." Feng Qingyan pretended to be tricky, "I just want to ask you, these people are indeed innocent, do you really want to stay?"

"Hey!" Yuejin sighed, "They are all my brothers, if there is no other way—"

"My lord!" Jing Yuanzhong was a little moved.

"With your words, it will be done!" Feng Qingyan stood up, "Let's start!"

"What are you going to do?" Yuejin didn't know, and was at a loss.

"Save people! Could it be that the trip was for nothing?"

"You know the art of soul control? That's not right..." When we were in the carriage, this little girl clearly said that she couldn't!

"No!" Feng Qingyan walked to Jing Yuanzhong, pointed to the ground, "Sit down."

Since the acupuncture points were all on the head, with Feng Qingyan's height, Jing Yuanzhong was sitting and she was standing, which was just right.

Jing Yuanzhong, who was kneeling on one knee, did not move, and his eyes fell on Yuejin again.

"You always see what I do!" Yue Jin raised her chin with a smile on her face, "Listen to her!"

"Yes." Jing Yuanzhong changed his posture and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Feng Qingyan took small steps around it in circles, thinking about the acupoints for the needle.

Yuejin asked puzzledly: "If you don't know the art of soul control, how are you going to save him?"

"I'm talking about Mr. Yue," Feng Qingyan didn't even lift her eyelids, and didn't even glance at him, "You ask so many questions, are you going to save him or me? Why don't you come?"

have to!Yue Jin choked, and this little girl got excited again!If I continue to ask, this little aunt might leave her alone!Just shut up!

After going around in a circle and returning to Jing Yuanzhong, the plan was considered.With a flick of Feng Qingyan's fingertips, an extremely fine white powder scattered.

"Gong——" Jing Yuanzhong only had time to say a word, and his body seemed to be frozen, unable to move again.His gaze gradually became slack, with a blank look in his eyes.

"This is him?" Yue Jin frowned slightly, knowing that Feng Qingyan must have used poison, but she didn't know what she was going to do.

"Tsk tsk, it's not good to know too much~~" A few silver needles were held between the fingers, ready to be injected.

Feng Qingyan's words seemed to be speaking to Jing Yuanzhong, but also seemed to be addressed to Yue Jin.

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(End of this chapter)