Lord Buddha, don't laugh, Madam dug your ancestral grave

The sharp pain instantly spread through his chest and spread all over his body. Feng Lingche's face turned pale, and the hand holding the paper trembled slightly, almost tearing it to pieces.

Under what circumstances would one carry a divorce agreement with them?The answer is self-evident.

Wen Yang, who was beside him, turned over and wrapped his arms unconsciously around Feng Lingche's lean and strong waist. He even rubbed his face, as if he was very dependent on him.

Feng Lingche looked at her with narrowed eyes, curled her fingers slightly, and finally placed the divorce agreement next to the pillow.

To lift the yin and yang curse seal, Wen Yang still needs to stay by his side for 8 months.

He will try hard to make her fall in love with him during this period.

If that day comes and she still wants to leave, he will let her go.

After taking a cold shower, Feng Lingche walked out of the bedroom.

Jiang Ci waited outside the door for a long time. His eyes lit up when he saw the person, but just as he was about to speak, he suddenly froze.

Feng Lingche's eyelashes and hair were stained with water drops, and he was wearing a thin dark blue pajamas. He lowered his head, his back was slightly bent, and the emotion on his face was extremely dull, but Jiang Ci, who knew him well, I saw a deep sense of powerlessness in these dark eyes, which was very different from his usual indifference.

What's going on here? !

Could it be that last night was not going well and that Buddha's desires were not satisfied?
Feeling Feng Lingche's glance at him, Jiang Ci pursed his lips and swallowed back the words he was about to say, "Lord Buddha, we have caught him and locked him up in the basement. There is something else I need to report to you. Come on, two months ago, on the day Mrs. Feng went to the abandoned building to rescue Liu Qingxian, Liu Tiancheng sent a killer to take his wife's life."

Feng Lingche's eyes were cold and vain, "Killer?"

"Yes, let's catch him together. When we caught the killer, he was still at home having the reunion dinner." Jiang Ci didn't know what he thought of and chuckled, "By the way, the gun this kid used was not a real gun at all. It's an imitation that I bought at a high price from someone else. I really laughed, it's amazing that such a fool could deceive Liu Tiancheng! Lord Buddha, what do you think should be done with this person?"

"Cut off his hands and throw him out."

Feng Lingche's voice was so cold that he stopped looking at him and walked straight to the basement.

Jiang Ci followed all the way, "By the way, Lord Fo, is your wife awake? The top floor of Feng Yue Building has been renovated. When do you think you will take your wife over there?"

I thought this would make Buddha happy, but I didn't expect that the man's eyebrows became colder after hearing this. He lit a cigarette without saying a word and immediately pushed the door open and entered.

The light was dim, the ground was dark and damp, and the smoke was curling up. The wind was clear and the cold face like a snow lotus looked noble and elegant.

When standing against the light, it looks like a god on the clouds.

He lowered his eyes and stared at Liu Tiancheng, who was covered in dirt and blood sores on the ground, his cold eyes like staring at a rabid stray dog ​​biting everywhere.

"Liu Tiancheng," the man said sarcastically, "there's something that makes me curious. How did Wu Shuoyuan convince you to return to the imperial capital and die."

Now the whole Internet is looking for Liu Tiancheng. The Liu family has fallen. Feng Lingche is not interested in Liu Tiancheng's life and death. He is going to the South China Sea. If he hadn't happened to hear something about Wu Shuoyuan from the squadron leader, he would not have done anything. Power brings people over.

After not seeing each other for two months, Liu Tiancheng had completely lost his previous nobility and sophistication. He was so thin that he lost his appearance, and his body exuded the stench of corruption. He looked as embarrassed as he wanted.When he saw Feng Lingche's legs returning to normal, Liu Tiancheng's eyes were shocked at first, but when the rumors were confirmed, he became even more excited.

That woman's medical skills are indeed superb!
Liu Tiancheng knew what Feng Lingche wanted to ask and how to use this bargaining chip, so he said with a vicious smile, "Little Buddha, you want me to say, yes. But I have a condition, you must first let the man named Wen Yang's woman cures my disease, otherwise you can kill me directly and I won't reveal a word."

As soon as these words came out, the basement was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

At this time, Feng Lingche's family doctor came out from the corner, leaned close to his ear and said: "Lord Buddha, I just checked him. Liu Tiancheng is indeed sick, and his illness is very strange. His body is actually covered with There are countless faces, and each face is a different size.”

These human faces are densely spread all over the body, some are smiling ferociously, some are grinning, and they feel uneven and lifelike to the touch.The so-called abscesses are caused by the fangs protruding from the person's face eating away at the skin and causing inflammation and ulceration without treatment.

This disease was unprecedented, and even he, an authoritative medical professor, had no way to cure it.

Perhaps only Mrs. Feng, who is proficient in mystical arts, can do something about it.

Jiang Ci's face turned red when he heard this, and he sighed hard on the ground, shouting angrily, "Who the hell do you think you are? Do you deserve to have your wife treat you?!"

Feng Lingche didn't speak. She sat on the leather sofa with her long legs crossed, her whole body exuding a cold chill.

He glanced at his subordinates, who immediately understood. He took out a sharp dagger from his arms and walked to Liu Tiancheng. He said coldly, "If you don't say anything, I will send you to see the King of Hell now."

Liu Tiancheng laughed and moved his neck closer to the tip of the knife, "You can kill if you can, but I want to see, you...ahhhhhh!!!"

Before he finished speaking, the dagger was thrust straight into Liu Tiancheng's shoulder, and blood spurted out and splashed everywhere.

Liu Tiancheng's face turned pale from pain, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept pouring down his forehead, but even so, he still did not let go, "Hahahaha... If you dare to kill me, I can guarantee that that woman will definitely kill you." Death is certain. Because except for me, no one will know Wu Shuoyuan’s plan! Imagine that the woman you love disappears in front of you, what would it feel like? Hahahaha!"

In the empty basement, Liu Tiancheng's laughter echoed, and no one responded for a long time.

Finally, Liu Tiancheng got tired of laughing. He looked up and saw the man leaning against the corner of the soft sofa. After a while, as if the ice sculpture exuding a biting chill suddenly came to life, he laughed softly from his nose. There was undisguised cruel ridicule.

Liu Tiancheng had never seen him like this before. He was the same generation as Feng Henian. At the banquet a few years ago, Feng Lingche even called him uncle when he saw him. At this time, the gentle and humble young man could not hide the secret in his eyes. The scarlet murderous intent that lingered in his body sent a chill down his back.

"Are you old and confused?" Feng Lingche stood up and approached, smiling casually, but there was no trace of warmth in his eyes, "Who do you think you are, you deserve to be treated by a woman with the name of my Feng family? ?”

Outside, he never disclosed Wen Yang's identity, allowing gossip to spread among the nobles and wealthy families.

Inside, she is his untouchable scale. Whoever cares about her will lose his life.

The dagger stuck on his shoulder was held by a hand with clear joints and stirred left and right. Liu Tiancheng suddenly let out a heart-rending scream, and the muscles on his face twitched ferociously.

Blood spurted out again, staining the man's jade-clear bones.

At this time, a cloud of black mist emerged from Liu Tiancheng's body. The black mist flew extremely fast and arrived in front of Feng Lingche in the blink of an eye!