The sturdy favorite concubine: the remnant king is coming to the bowl

Chapter 2 The game is over, you should be over

"Feng...Miss Feng, please forgive me!" The short and fat man whose scalp had been ripped off endured the pain in his head, and cried loudly while begging for mercy. The extremely weak person has completely changed at this time, which makes people shudder. Could it be that the rumor that Miss Feng is a fool is just a rumor?

"Excuse me?" Feng Qianya raised her crescent eyebrows lightly, lowered her eyes, and glanced at her own body in a state of embarrassment. She saw that her whole body was covered with glaring bruises, which were caused by the two beasts in front of her. Although the owner of the body is stupid, in order to keep her innocence, she struggled desperately and did not hesitate to bump her to death, but these two beasts still did not let her go.

If she woke up a moment later, her innocence would be completely ruined by these two beasts.

She, Feng Qianya, swears to the 13 billion people in China that she will let these two beasts know what will happen if they touch her.

She raised the corners of her lips, her clear voice was like a clear spring in a valley, without any emotion, it was as flat as water, "If you're sorry, you can..."

Hearing Feng Qianya's words, the two wretched men were amazed by her sudden change. Seeing that she said that it was okay to spare them, their eyes lit up, as if they had seen a god, full of hope, they were about to cry, and they were very grateful , "Feng...Miss Feng is really willing to spare us?"

Feng Qianya's calm eyes fell on her fingers as thin as onion roots, and her crescent eyebrows frowned slightly. These hands were as tender as catkins, and they were beautiful in vain. It's a pity that they were touched by two beasts. This is not very good. Why is it swollen?

She raised her crescent eyebrows like a painting, her apricot eyes slanted 45 degrees, and she gave the two wretched men an undeniable look, "Of course...as long as you are obedient and tell what you know..."

"Say... we must tell the truth, Miss Feng... Miss Feng... what do you want to know?" The two wretched men endured the pain in their bodies, and looked at Feng Qianya who was about to become a god with hopeful eyes. Excited with snot and tears.

Feng Qianya's plain eyes fell on her nails again, and the corners of her lips curved into an unpleasant arc. It's a pity that such beautiful nails are broken.

When the two wretched men looked at Feng Qianya who had been staring at her nails in astonishment, a sudden crisp voice sounded, like the sound of a bamboo being broken, piercing the eardrums of the two wretched men, "There are still three seconds, don't talk about me again!" So I had to send the two of them to the west."

After the words fell, Feng Qianya's eyes froze, like a flash of light, her voice was cold, "One"

The two wretched men reacted immediately, scrambling to say, "I...I said..."

"Let me talk first!" The short and fat man stretched out his short, thick, dark hand to cover the mouth of the slightly thinner man, looked at Feng Qianya with tears in his eyes, and said in a crying voice, "Miss Feng, it's not your fault. We, all of this was instigated by your sister, Miss Feng Er, who drugged you and asked us to sell you into Zuihuanlou for ten taels of silver. She also gave us 1000 taels each, so we must ...I must break your body first, woo woo...Miss Feng, please spare us!"

After finishing speaking, the two wretched men kowtowed enduring the pain in their bodies.

The sound of "bang bang bang" was suddenly loud in this room, as if someone was hitting the ground with a hammer.

The heads of these two are hard enough.

After listening to what they said, Feng Qianya raised her crescent eyebrows lightly, her still flat and unwavering water-cut almond eyes squinted at the two obscene men at a 45-degree angle, the corners of her lips raised a little, "It's gone?"

The two wretched men raised their heads, their foreheads were bruised and swollen. Seeing Feng Qianya's expression was extremely calm, they glanced at each other for no reason, and then looked at Feng Qianya and nodded vigorously like a chick pecking rice, "No gone... gone."

Feng Qianya pursed her lips and smiled, her brows seemed to bloom like a flower of manjusawa, beautiful and enchanting, she opened her lips lightly, and announced the death penalty in a cold and hard voice like an iron judge, "The game is over, then you too It's time to over!"

After the words fell, Feng Qianya stood up like a lazy lion, stretched her arms and stretched her muscles, and found that although her skills were not as flexible as in the 21st century, she still had no problem dealing with the two wretched men in front of her. .

She looked at the two wretched men who looked at her even more in astonishment, raised her eyebrows and smiled more and more handsomely, "You are going to hell soon, so don't take the guns on your body, so as not to accidentally go off in the next life."

"Underworld? Gun? What is a gun?" Hearing Feng Qianya's words, the two wretched men widened their eyes full of tears, but after receiving Feng Qianya's bloodthirsty eyes, their faces turned pale and terrified. Stepping back, "You... what are you going to do?"

Feng Qianya still had a magnificent smile on her face, and the smeared manju sahua between her brows seemed to be a little more gorgeous. She glanced at the two people who were retreating with her apricot eyes, and her sharp eyes fell On the ceramic teacup on the square wooden table in the room.

Pursing her lips lightly, she gracefully picked up the teacup, let go of her jade hand, broke it, squatted down lazily, picked up two pieces of broken porcelain, and raised her eyes to look at the two terrified wretched men. A man with a bewitching curve on his lips.

"You... ah..."

"what……"

Before the two men finished their obscene words, they saw two pieces of porcelain flying towards their lower body like sharp knives.

After two "stabbing" sounds, the two wretched men covered their lower bodies with their hands, screamed and fell to the ground, rolling over and over, and their hands and the two pieces of broken porcelain were stained with bright red blood.

Apparently, the two guns were gone.

"what……"

"what……"

The screams of the two wretched men continued, Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows lightly, bent down lazily to pick up two pieces of broken porcelain, and sat down on the mahogany chair again, He raised his legs and raised his eyebrows to glance at the two wretched men who were howling in pain, playing with the two pieces of broken porcelain in their hands.

Suddenly, her playing movements froze, and the smile on the corner of her lips rippled like water waves, as if about to roll up a huge wave. She turned her slender wrist, and only heard two "咻咻", two pieces of broken porcelain fell from her. It flew out of his hand and shot straight at the necks of the two wretched men.

Blood oozed out, staining the piece of broken porcelain stuck in the neck red. Before the two wretched men had a chance to scream, they opened their eyes wide and set foot on Huangquan Road.

"Boom..."

At this time, the door of the room was kicked open suddenly, and a handsome man who was not yet 40 years old, wearing a dark blue brocade robe, looked imposing, but could not tell his age at all, and a handsome man stepped forward with a worried look on his face. came in.

Behind him, there were six servants and the bustard of Zuihuanlou.

The bustard of Zuihuanlou looked flustered, she never thought that the woman who was sold in today for ten taels of silver was actually the daughter of Prime Minister Zuo.

Feng Qianya is like a painting, her crescent eyebrows are slightly raised, her lips are slightly pursed, she squints at the handsome man who stepped in, and she recognizes him at a glance based on her memory. He is the father of this body, the left prime minister of Dongming Kingdom, Feng Qianya. Jin Heng.

Feng Jinheng's worried eyes fell on the person who was sitting on the mahogany chair as stable as Mount Tai. Seeing that her dress was torn, she was in a mess, and her forehead was full of blood, his eyes were distressed, and his eyes instantly became moist.

"Ya'er... Ya'er is not afraid, dad is here to save you."

With his voice choked up, Feng Jinheng spoke with distress, stepped forward and pulled Feng Qianya into his arms, and patted her on the back to comfort her.

Feng Qianya, who was pulled into her arms, raised her eyebrows slightly, and the corners of her lips raised, afraid?Afraid of wool, would she be afraid of Feng Qianya?But her father seems to be quite good to her.

(End of this chapter)