Divine Phoenix is ​​not a concubine

Chapter 315 Selling Girls for Glory 4
The sound that Qin Yi erupted contained powerful spiritual power.

Even Feng Renjian's strength as a sixth-level great spiritual master was paralyzed by him, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

This is a downhill horse!

But Leng Wang has already left, and no one is making decisions for him. Feng Renjian could only bear it while cursing secretly in his heart: Xiao Mian, when I see my brother-in-law, let my brother-in-law treat you hard!
It's just that you can't leave the house?
This is far from Feng Renjian's original idea.

Originally, he thought that as long as he lived in Prince Leng's Mansion, as long as he could freely enter and leave Prince Leng's Mansion, and let Prince Nangong Chu and Sun Fu see him, he would naturally respect him a little.

Unexpectedly, it is now a bubble.

Take it one step at a time, next time you see your good brother-in-law, you must tell him and ask him for permission.

As for cleaning the toilet, His Highness Leng Wang definitely didn't do it on purpose, he blamed himself for being too modest, what he said so cheaply, let His Highness Leng Wang who doesn't know the sufferings of the people arrange such a job, maybe people thought he was Just like washing toilets?
Qin Yi had the longest time with King Leng, and he was also the one who knew His Highness King Leng best.

He didn't need Leng Wang to order more, he knew what to do.

When Feng Renjian was taken to the small room where the handyman lived, he realized that Lord Leng Qin Molin had put him under house arrest in Prince Leng's mansion like a dog!I have to be responsible for my own words every day-cleaning the toilet.

Although Old Madam Feng didn't need to be a coolie, she loved her grandson dearly. In the end, Feng Renjian's job was taken over by the old Madam without complaint.

After thinking about it, the grandparent and grandson still didn't understand the root of the problem, but instead thought more and more.

Feng Renjian said: "I think that little bitch Feng Xingying must be too arrogant to serve His Royal Highness Leng Wang well. Leng Wang is reluctant to take care of the beauties, so he vents his anger on us relatives."

"Those who become successful in business must be patient for a while." The old lady Feng taught her grandson earnestly, but she didn't see her let her grandson practice cleaning the toilet, but continued to do it by herself.

Feng Renjian opened the distance slightly, and began to make plans: "Grandmother, I will find a way to attract Feng Xingying to see you, so you can give her some medicine, and we will personally send her to the bed of His Highness Leng Wang."

"You are the hope of my Feng family, I listen to you."

"How can I get Feng Xingying to come to see you?" Feng Renjian looked around, with a helpless expression on his face: "There are actually no two maids in this Prince Leng's Mansion, and they are all men. I can't even use my beauty trick."

"Who said that men can't use beauty tricks?" Mrs. Feng is old, but her thinking is not backward at all.

"That's right." Feng Renjian seemed to see a ray of wisdom, but he didn't want to think that their place smelled like a toilet. Even if he looked like a nobleman in white clothes, who would want to approach him?
……

the other side.

Qin Molin seemed to have sensed it, and as soon as he left the house, he impatiently stepped on his shiny black black jade lion king spirit beast mount.

"Full speed! Tsutenkaku!"

Qin Molin was afraid that the Moyu Lion King would not be fast enough, so he still pressed his hand on the Moyu Lion King's back to provide him with majestic spiritual support.

With Qin Molin's support and feeling the eagerness of his master, the Mo Yu Lion King flew straight to Tongtian Pavilion as fast as lightning.

Halfway through the flight, a vision suddenly appeared in the sky.

Large swathes of clouds were dyed in full bloom fiery red, and the Tongtian Pillar could be seen from a distance also emitting a strange light.

The originally pitch-black Tongtian Pillar turned into fiery red at this moment, with the pattern of a firebird soaring to the sky printed on it.

(End of this chapter)