Chapter 29 Trash is Terrible

Feng Zhuo's words scolded all three members of this family.

"Feng Zhuo, don't forget, you also have half of my mother's blood on your body." Feng Yunshang roared angrily.

"Oh? Is that so?" Feng Zhuo raised his hand and brushed his sideburns behind his ears, "Open your dog eyes and see clearly. Can she give birth to such an all-powerful daughter like me? Apart from gender, can you learn from me? , find something like her?"

Feng Zhuo's narcissism is extremely upright.

Even if this body really jumped out of Feng Yuyan, but the soul has been changed, then it is not.

Everyone's eyes moved back and forth between Feng Zhuo and Feng Yuyan.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

Feng Zhuo really doesn't resemble Feng Yuyan at all.

"Besides, didn't she drive me out of Feng's house? I still have half a dime relationship with her?"

Many people present nodded in agreement.

Feng Zhuo raised his eyebrows, and continued jokingly said: "I don't know if everyone wants to know about the Xinmi of the Feng family? Now you can ask questions and answer them for free."

Feng Zhuo's words were like a bomb falling, and the crowd exploded.

If Feng Zhuo hadn't taken the initiative to mention it, they would have forgotten that the dazzling woman in front of them had been the prostitute of the Feng family for 14 years.

Being trained as the future head of the family for 14 years, how many unknown things should I know about the Feng family?

Many families who secretly wanted to squeeze the Feng family down, all started to fight at the same time.

No one noticed that Feng Zhuo hadn't answered Shui Tianse's question yet, let alone noticed that while Feng Zhuo was constantly provoking Shui Tianse's emotions, he was deviously approaching Shui Tianse.

"Go to hell you!"

A soft drink suddenly sounded.

Everyone subconsciously followed the sound and chased away.

However, she saw that the bright red long skirt opened a beautiful arc in the air, and the skirt fell down, Feng Zhuo had already arrived behind Shui Tianxuan.

A flash of light flashed in the palm of her hand, and it slapped the back of Shui Tianse's head with lightning speed.

She had enough experience in patting bricks, and she was absolutely sure that that palm hit the fatal spot.

But just to be on the safe side, Feng Zhuo quickly left the place.

But, why are those people looking at her eyes full of regret?

"Zhao'er!" Yun Mo burst into a mournful cry, and he fled toward Feng Zhuo recklessly.

But slow...too slow...

Feng Zhuo had already turned around, a black shadow shrouded her head, covering all the few bright lights in the world.

Is that the leopard?
If the master is dead, shouldn't the natal beast die too?
Feng Zhuo didn't have time to think about it, he suddenly fell to the ground and rolled over.

The posture is awkward, but it escapes the leopard's surprise attack.

damn it!
During this period of time, I have been busy healing my wounds, and I haven't had time to practice the skills of my previous life.

The current her, with her fists and legs, how can she defeat the hundred-year-old spirit beast?

"Tianshi, no matter what she says or does, she is my daughter, don't kill her!" Feng Yuyan's weak voice contained sobs.

Feng Zhuo only felt sick when he heard that.

However, Shui Tianse he is not dead?
Feng Zhuo quickly got up from the ground, and saw Shui Tianse who was holding the back of his head.

"Yuyan, don't be kind to women, this little bastard must die!" Shui Tian looked sullenly, looking at Feng Zhuo with gritted teeth.

If he didn't feel the danger, he instinctively used spiritual power to protect the back of his head, he would be a corpse now.

This waste is terrible, must get rid of it!

(End of this chapter)

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