Chapter 179 Please
Feng Suilan returned to her dorm angrily, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she wished she could kill Feng Xinlan now.

"hateful!"

Feng Suilan ruthlessly smashed the things in the room, the anger in her heart could not be dissipated, she just felt uncomfortable all over, and the tears couldn't stop flowing down.

"Feng Xinlan, you bitch, since you have done such a thing, don't blame me as a sister for not thinking about the old relationship. Our account will be settled sooner or later!"

……

"Did you really go to her wedding scene?"

Feng Youran looked at Feng Xinlan in surprise.

This Feng Xinlan is courageous enough, to actually go to make trouble with King Pingyang.

She also didn't think about her own identity, with her ability, how could she offend the Pingyang King.

"Really go."

Feng Xinlan said lightly.

Feng Youran took a breath, and looked at her with panic, "I'll be good, that's the prince, you...you just made trouble like this!"

Feng Xinlan sighed.

"She insults our Feng family like this, who can bear it? Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion, and there are many guests on the court, so she naturally dare not attack me. Besides, do you think I am just a display to the law? "

"That's good, that's good!"

Feng Youran patted his chest, heaved a sigh of relief, then thought of something, a sly light flashed in his eyes.

"I said, isn't Feng Suilan going to die of anger? She only wanted to climb higher branches, and she was ruined by you like this?"

"It's all cheap for her."

A cold light flashed in Feng Xinlan's eyes, and she sneered, "The things about her are not over yet, I just let her go temporarily!"

"Then you have to protect yourself. Now her status is different from before. Anyway, she is now the side concubine of Pingyang King. You..."

Feng Youran looked at her body and said worriedly.

She was not the only one who was also worried. Feng Zhanwenjiang frowned when he received the letter from Liu Yiyi far away in the sky.

"Sir?"

Zhan Qi quietly walked to Zhan Wenjiang's side, and said worriedly, afraid that he might be left with some kind of illness because of the ice and snow.

"Oh, Deputy General Zhan, this is not enough? Let me just say, you walk two steps and stop, you look like a woman, if you don't know it, you think it's a sick child!"

A vulgar and harsh mocking voice came from not far away.

"To shut up!"

Zhan Qi turned his head and glared, shouting angrily.

Seeing this, the man yelled in dissatisfaction.

"Why, are you still going to teach me a lesson?"

"Vice General Zhao, if you have time to bicker with my guards here, I'm afraid we will have arrived long ago."

Zhan Wenjiang gathered the mink coat on his body, hidden the letter in his arms without a trace, and then raised his eyes to look at the strong man in front of him and said.

Zhao Yong was choked by his words, his face darkened, he didn't say anything, just snorted coldly, turned his head and didn't look at him again.

At this time, a gust of cold wind blew, and the snow on the ground was rolled up and fluttered, falling on Zhao Yong and others.

"Young master, be careful of catching a cold!"

Zhan Qi looked at the snowflakes flying in the air and reminded.

"Um."

Zhan Wenjiang responded, then turned his head and looked ahead.

"laugh."

Zhao Yong sneered, and glanced up and down at Zhan Wenjiang, his eyes full of disdain.

Zhan Wenjiang didn't want to have more disputes with him, now he just wanted to spread his wings, fly back to Suzhou, and return to that careless little ancestor.

He has only been away for a few months, and she has caused so much trouble for herself. One can imagine what troubles she will cause if he stays in this desolate western border for a long time?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling distressed.

But heartache is heartache, but he can't ignore business because of heartache. The plan for now is to let go of these children's love and strengthen his power as soon as possible.

"There is an enemy!"

Suddenly Zhao Yong's vigilant voice came from next to his ear, and Zhan Wenjiang couldn't help but give him an extra look.

The face that was originally full of flesh is now covered with a dignified expression, the tense muscles and the sweat oozing from the forehead, it is obvious that the enemy's attack this time is menacing.

Zhan Wenjiang narrowed his eyes and stared at the enemy in front of him. He saw a lot of horses galloping from the snow, very fast, and they came close in the blink of an eye.

"Young master, do we want to..."

"Little boy, if you are afraid, go and hide now, and see if grandpa doesn't beat these barbarians to pieces!"

Zhao Yong noticed Zhan Wenjiang beside him, looked at the robes of the other party, and his handsome face, and couldn't help but sneered.

"I'm sorry, Deputy General Zhao. I don't have a big deal, but if Deputy General Zhao doesn't take action, this group of people will run away."

Zhan Wenjiang didn't even lift his eyelids, obviously he didn't take him seriously, he just said it lightly.

Seeing his appearance like this, Zhao Yong's face immediately turned blue, he sneered, and said: "What an arrogant and rude boy, I will definitely teach you a lesson later!"

After finishing speaking, he yelled and rushed out, "Brothers, go to grandpa and hack to death these little bastards who don't know what to do!"

A group of big men wearing animal skin jackets stood up from the snow, rushed forward with weapons raised, and fought with the big men opposite, the sound of swords resounded in the sky for a while.

Zhan Wenjiang did not rush, drew the long sword on his back, and with a flick of his body, slipped out of the battle circle like a loach, and then rushed into the melee, fighting with those barbarians.

"Ah, what a vicious boy, you actually sneaked up on me, you're courting death!"

"Vice General Zhao, be careful."

Zhan Wenjiang stabbed the sneak attacker behind him to death with a sword, then turned his body slightly, dodging his attack, the sword in his hand turned into a sword shadow all over the sky, and slashed towards the opponent, screaming for a while constantly.

Zhao Yong did not expect his martial arts to be so powerful, not only his dodging was very agile, but also his sword moves were weird, he was a little surprised for a while.

Whose dude is this kid?
"Vice General Zhao, this is not the time to distract you."

Zhan Wenjiang said lightly.

Hearing the other party's words, Zhao Yong woke up immediately, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Okay, let me see what you can do!"

As he spoke, he swung the scimitar in his hand and rushed towards the enemy. Zhan Wenjiang was stunned watching his movements, and then realized that he was giving his back to himself.

That being the case, Zhan Wenjiang was no longer afraid of his hands and feet. A sword was wielded by him with sword aura, and he was killed by him in a daze.

Standing beside him, Zhao Yong couldn't help sighing secretly, this kid is really hiding something.

A few hours later, Zhan Wenjiang squatted aside and panted heavily. After a fight, his face became more bloody, and his body was not as clean as it was at the beginning.

His face was also stained with a lot of blood, and his body also had a lot of scars.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Yong not far away, and found that he was looking at him with surprised eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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