The beauty of the peasant girl of crossing

Chapter 179
Chuncao hurriedly raised the dagger she had been holding in her hand, trying to cut the hemp rope in front of her.

Feng Wanyi moved faster with a hook kick, kicking the dagger in Chuncao's hand into the air, and when Chuncao bent over to pick up the dagger, she quickly went around behind Chuncao and wrapped her neck.

Chuncao was dragged down at once, and fell heavily into the grass. Feng Wanding gradually tightened his grip, and the corner of his mouth curved into a cold and cruel smile.

This girl didn't get burned to death, so she should have escaped quietly, but she wanted to kill her desperately, so don't blame her for being ruthless!
"Well……"

Before Chuncao could pick up the dagger on the ground, she was suddenly dragged down. She immediately grabbed the hemp rope around her neck with both hands, struggling to break free, but the rope around her neck was getting tighter and tighter.

After a while, Chuncao seemed to be unable to struggle any more, and the hand holding the hemp rope gradually fell down weakly.

At this moment, the courtyard of the Feng Mansion was already on fire, and the flames seemed to be alive, rolling back and forth in the Feng Mansion, and wherever they went, there was a fire.

Feng Wanyi, who was choked by the thick smoke billowing around, narrowed her eyes and saw that the spring grass was motionless. She immediately threw away the hemp rope in her hand, picked up the bag that had fallen on the ground again, and bent down again towards the outside of the mansion. crawl into the dog hole.

It's just that this time she just got into the dog's hole, and before she had time to stretch out her head, she felt her legs being tightly grasped and being dragged back forcibly.

After being dragged out, Feng Wanyi immediately saw Chuncao's hideous face, this little bitch was actually pretending to be dead just now!
Seeing that the fire was already burning, and it would not take a moment for them to be drawn into the flames together, Feng Wanyi showed a look of horror.

She kept kicking Chuncao, intending to get out as soon as possible, but Chuncao's hands were like iron pincers, no matter how she kicked it, she would not let go.

Feng Wanyi was in a hurry, so she had to grab the bag on her body and threw it hard at Chuncao. The bag was full of gold and silver jewelry, and she smashed the spring grass and shook it.

Feng Wanyi took the opportunity to sit up, picked up a large stone beside him, and smashed it hard on Chuncao's head.

"what!"

Chuncao let out a low scream, and blood splattered on her head instantly, but she clenched her teeth tightly and held Feng Wanyi's legs tightly.

The fiery flames have already rolled up the dense flowers and trees around the two, like gluttonous gluttons, swallowing everything up.

Feng Wanyi only felt that her body was wrapped in waves of scorching air, and the fire was stinging and stinging, making her feel suffocated.

Feng Wanyi's eyes were scarlet, as if she was venting, she raised the stone in her hand with a grim expression, and slammed it on Chuncao's head again and again.

When he felt the restraint on his legs loosen, Feng Wanyi tremblingly released the hand that was holding the stone tightly, and immediately turned around and rushed towards the entrance of the dog hole.

This time, she didn't care about picking up the burden on the ground, she just wanted to escape.

But when she turned around, she didn't realize that Chuncao, whose face was covered in blood, opened her eyes again. After looking at her like a rakshasa, she staggered and picked up the dagger that fell not far away. rushed towards her...

Time seemed to stand still. Feng Wanyi was like a dead fish, lying on her back on the ground. At this moment, a dagger with a cold light was inserted into her back vest, and her blood-stained eyes were staring straight at the sky.

After a while, her eyes rolled with difficulty, and she saw the spring grass lying beside her covered in blood, with her legs still at a twisted angle.

The sky-high fire had already burned the hem of Chuncao's clothes, and it must have burned hers too.

A burst of intense hot pain came from his body, but Feng Wanyi didn't even have the strength to open his mouth.

She could clearly feel that her life was passing little by little, but she couldn't do anything about it.

At the last moment when her consciousness disappeared, she seemed to hear Zhou Xuezheng's voice speaking from outside the wall, and she suddenly had a complex emotion. She and him really had no fate...

……

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This morning, the capital was awakened by the sky-high fire.

Half of the sky over the burned capital was red, and the fire was Xuandelang Feng's house in the northwest corner of the capital.

The fire that started from Feng Mansion burned for a full hour.

Fortunately, Zhou Xuezheng, the head of the Dali Temple, assisted the governor of Jingzhao to lead people to put out the fire in time, so that other people's houses were not harmed, but the entire Feng Mansion was burnt down.

And after the fire was extinguished, the officers went to look for it as soon as possible, and found that more than [-] people were buried in the sea of ​​​​fire.

It is really sad to hear that in addition to the servants and servants, Master Feng, Madam Feng, and Miss Feng, the head of the Feng residence, all died in the fire.

When Shen Furong knew about this, Zhou Xuezheng had already returned to the Zhou residence.

Last night, Mrs. Zhou told Zhou Xuezheng that Feng Wanyi had a child and that the Feng family had deliberately concealed it, and said that the marriage between the two families would be abandoned.

Zhou Xuezheng didn't say anything at the time, but he went to the study alone for a long time and didn't come out for a long time. Later, when he heard that something happened to Feng's house, he rushed over immediately.

This made Shen Furong have to think, maybe her father, Zhou Xuezheng, was sincerely willing to marry Feng Wanyi and take care of her for the rest of her life!

It's just a pity that Feng Wanyi is not a good match. According to the things Shishi found, this girl is really cruel and unstoppable, and she is tossing her life almost all the time.

Her father did not marry her, she was simply lucky and lucky!

Shen Furong thought for a while, and ordered October to call Changsheng next to her father, and asked Changsheng to tell her the situation at that time.

After hearing Changsheng say that his father didn't do anything special to be sad, Shen Furong breathed a sigh of relief, and his father was fine.

But she soon discovered that she was too happy.

Previously, the Zhou Mansion and the Feng Mansion were going to discuss the matter, although the news did not spread, it was also discovered by the caring people.

This is good, everyone knows that the iron monk Zhou Xuezheng, the head of the Dali Temple, finally intends to marry a wife, and his mind suddenly becomes active.

Seeing that the Feng Mansion was dying, the ladies in the capital seemed to have negotiated it. Recently, they have sent out invitations to invite Shen Furong to each house for a banquet.

When I went there, I started to pull Shen Furong intimately and ask questions, especially Zhou Xuezheng's preferences and habits.

Shen Furong struggled with all kinds of banquets every day, and she was miserable.

Moreover, those wives will come to Zhou's house to visit if they have something to do, and take the girls from the family along the way. They said that they heard that Zhou Yue came from Anxiang, where Hunan embroidery is very good, and wanted to learn acupuncture from her.

In fact, how could Zhou Yue know about Hunan embroidery? When she practiced needle smashing, her fingers were almost pricked, but everyone came and she couldn't do anything about it. She had to live with a smile.

Zhou Xuezheng was also so harassed that he did not dare to go back to the house, and stayed in the back office of Dali Temple for several days.

The only one who enjoys this state is probably only Mrs. Zhou.

(End of this chapter)