Don't panic, Father Xueba and I crossed together

Feng Minsheng and Fengjin were all fine, Wang Tong was instantly relieved.

But seeing the dark guards pouring wine into their house, making the fire even more intense, they were still a little speechless.

But looking at the busy villagers around, Wang Tong quickly reacted.

They are to save the villagers.

"It's easy to be exposed like this."

Wang Tong lowered his voice and frowned.

He already knew the difference between Fengjin, but he didn't expect that her beast could predict Dilong's turnaround.

In the middle of the night, the probability of the house being on fire at home is basically zero.

At first, it may seem like a coincidence.

But how could there be so many coincidences in this world.

Someone with a heart will always find out, and then come to the special conclusion of Feng Minsheng, father and daughter.

"I can't care so much anymore. I've already done it. Anyway, I have a way to protect myself and my father. If you are imprisoned by the Nine Clans one day, you can also come to me. I will definitely save you."

Feng Jin looked confident.

Wang Tong took a look at Feng Jin's confident appearance calmly, and he knew exactly what Feng Jin relied on for saying this.

It must be the space mentioned in the novel.

Xiao Jin is very straightforward, and her expression now means that what she said is true.

"If I were from the Zhulian Nine Clan, that guy Chen Yu wanted to harm me, and then you just need to break his leg."

Wang Tong didn't expose Fengjin's reliance, pretended not to know, and showed a wretched smile on his face, and added cheaply,
"Three."

"Screw you!"

Feng Jin slapped Wang Tong on the back of the head, and then found a good angle to appreciate the prosperity of his house.

Wang Tong stood beside Feng Jin, looking as if he was in school, silent and not disturbing, but always there.

He is a very lively and lively person, but when he is beside Xiao Jin, he is extremely quiet, and he is enjoying the beauty of being beside each other comfortably.

"Have Lin Chengjie and Wang Wu woke up yet?"

Feng Jin did not forget to care about her other two buddies.

Ever since she knew that Wang Wu was Wang Wu, although Feng Jin didn't feel that Wang Wu's appearance had declined, she could really feel the change in her mentality.

In the past, Wang Wu was a beautiful fairy sister in her heart.

Now: Although fairies who pick their feet are not elegant, they are also good-looking fairies who pick their feet.

"Don't worry about my work. Not only did everyone in their family wake up, but even their dog was kicked!"

Wang Tong raised his eyebrows, feeling slightly regretful.

These things were assigned to others. If he did it himself, he would definitely kick Lin Chengjie first, and then Wang Wu.

"Fine!"

While speaking, Feng Jin took another look at the surrounding environment on his own, and found a place with trees.

This is a peach tree, not far from Fengjin's house, the fruit usually produced is sour and astringent, hard to eat.

But for Fengjin when he was a child, it was a village where he could fill his stomach.

The children in the village don't like to eat, and they can't eat it at all. Because Feng Jin's treatment in Feng's old house is too "high", she works as a guy all day long to exercise, and she doesn't eat to prevent food accumulation.

So can only eat this.

Feng Jin was already sitting on the ground, wrapping one arm around the peach tree, and began to rot.

Calculating that there is not much time left, Feng Jin feels that she should not be too tragic for a while, and keep her elegance.

Wang Tong sat down on the other side of the peach tree, and stretched out his arms to wrap around the peach tree, laying it out like Fengjin.

"Aren't you going to protect your legacy?"

Feng Jin asked curiously.

She didn't know Wang Tong's real identity, but she could imagine how rich this guy was.

To describe it in one sentence - this beggar is very poor, and the poor only have money left.

"My family has too much money. Even if I mobilize all my beggar brothers, I may not be able to move them all without sleeping for ten days and nights. I am too tired to move."

Wang Tong loosened his shoulders and looked indifferent.

The real stinky rich don't go bankrupt once the dragon turns around.

On the surface, it seems that the Wang family in the capital is the richest man, but in fact, the total assets of the Wang family are not as good as Wang Tong, let alone that perverted prince.

"Okay! I don't understand the world of rich people."

Feng Jin took a look at the villagers who were still putting out the fire, some women with children in their arms, and children running around on the ground.

He sighed silently.

The evil old society!
"I'm pretty good. After all, I got the money by relying on my own strength. That guy Chen Yu is really shameless. He can inherit the throne just by standing still. You say it's annoying or not?" !"

Wang Tong joined Fengjin's side and continued to speak bad words,
"That guy's temper is notoriously bad in the capital, and the ministers in the court are afraid of him. If he ascends the throne and becomes emperor, many people may rebel!"

"You know the prime minister, right? Head of the civil servants, listen to my secret report, the prime minister still has a dragon robe at home!"

"You can't find a boyfriend like this. If it is a short-lived emperor, he will have to be buried with his concubine when he dies!"

The more Wang Tong talked, the more energetic he became, and his whole body became much more energetic.

"Hey, if the concubine was imprisoned in the imperial tomb before she died, wouldn't she be able to wear the short-lived emperor's dragon robe?"

Feng Jin's brain circuit is also a little abnormal.

It's this time, don't forget the gossip.

"He was buried with him! He must be killed and then buried with him! What's more, that guy is still a lunatic, and I don't know how many people will be buried with him at that time!"

Wang Tong continued to fan the flames.

Not to speak ill of Chen Yu, he felt very uncomfortable.

Just like before, when Wang Fengjin and the others got out of class, they would get together and speak ill of their teachers and classmates.

Among them, the most bad things about Feng Minsheng.

"Hehe, you can be buried with him when the time comes!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded from behind Feng Jin and Wang Tong, and the two turned their heads in unison, and saw the ice-like His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is dressed in white, with fluttering clothes.

They were approaching the bustling courtyard, but they also felt a bit of coldness.

When did this guy come over and how much did he hear?
Feng Jin felt a little guilty.

Not guilty, Wang Tong raised his eyebrows at Chen Yu confidently.

It's just bad words, why don't you!

Anyway, he is not afraid, in a sense, he has already lost, lost to Chen Yu.

I am no longer afraid of anything else.

"Ahem, when did you come?"

Feng Jin coughed lightly, and before Chen Yu could respond, she abruptly changed the subject,

"We are warming up by the fire, do you want to try it too?"

Chen Yu calmly glanced at the villagers who were busy putting out the fire, the guards who were busy pouring wine, and the owner of the leisurely yard.

The corner of his mouth twitched undetectably.

"From the time of the funeral."

Chen Yu spoke quietly, with a trace of complicated emotions in his noble eyes.