Playful and cute concubine

Chapter 851 Her Target Is You
In the main hall of Jingle Palace, Feng Xie had not taken off his court clothes, and the five-clawed golden dragon was ferocious. Feng Xie was in charge of the fate of everyone in Jingle Palace like a god of death. He stared condescendingly at Yu Hongxiu who was thrown to the ground, kicked to her!

"Bing pong pong pong!" Yu Hongxiu had just been thrown to the ground by Qing Ye, and was kicked several feet away by Feng Xie's unceremonious kick, knocking down the tables and chairs one after another!

Ceramic potted plants, glass cups and cups shattered all over the place.

"Pfft!" Yu Hongxiu spat out a mouthful of blood, her chest hurting like suffocation.

She wiped the blood off her mouth, turned her head and stared at the furious Feng Xie with a grin. "Are you distressed? Your children are not dead..."

"Bang!" Feng Xie stepped on her throat!
"Yu Hongxiu, you bitch! Do you want to die so easily?" Feng Xie smiled like a Shura, charming and seductive. He stretched out his fingertips, and five or six night guards were carrying dirty, sore-covered clothes. The middle-aged and elderly beggars were thrown in front of Yu Hongxiu.

There was a look of horror on the face of the red sleeve. "Feng Xie! You devil! I am your father's woman! How dare you treat me like this!"

"Really? Why don't you let him appreciate how you shouted under these dirty men!" Feng Xie's eyes were slightly red, and there was only distorted hatred in his eyes.

When Feng Honglie was arrested, Feng Xie didn't even look at him. He sat on the mahogany lounger and watched the group of beggars who had been drugged frantically tore at Yu Hongxiu's clothes. After a while, Yu Hongxiu was completely naked. .

Her disfigured face was horrified, but she was no match for so many beggars. She was pressed to the ground, kissed and touched by a group of smelly and dirty beggars, her face showed despair and distortion.

Eyes full of hatred gouged out to Feng Xie, but Feng Xie only had the pleasure of revenge in his eyes at the moment.

Feng Honglie's eyes are indifferent, and he is already a walking corpse. He loved Yu Hongxiu at first because she had the face of a dead wife, but now the face is gone. He watched indifferently as Yu Hongxiu was being taken turns by five or six disgusting beggars. Disgusting thing.

Yu Hongxiu's eyeballs were almost turning white, and at first he struggled with all his might, but in the end, only staring at Feng Xie with soaring hatred.

She showed a weird smile, her voice hoarse like a curse. "Feng Xie... Feng Xie..."

He was dressed in a brocade robe, with blue silk like clouds, and a bewitching face, exuding a suffocating fascination, but also revealing a sense of cruelty and coldness.

Such a demonic man...

"Feng Xie... I can't get it, and no one can get it! No one can get it! Ah——!"

Feng Xie's eyes were indifferent, his slender fingertips rubbed a strand of black hair hanging from his temples, and the tails of his long and narrow eyes were slightly raised, staring at Feng Honglie faintly. "Feng Honglie, I heard that you knew that Yu Hongxiu poisoned my child but stood idly by?"

Feng Honglie's gaze was fixed on Feng Xie, and he suddenly said: "Do you know why Yu Hongxiu wants to wear this kind of imperial rice shell that won't kill people immediately?"

Feng Xie's eyes darkened slightly.

Feng Honglie continued: "Because her target is you."

"Oh?"

"Feng Xie, you will soon forget your most important person, and you will think that she is the murderer of your most beloved person, and you will try your best to kill her!" Feng Honglie's eyes were empty, without focus .

(End of this chapter)