Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 922
Feng Qian was about to leave, but Guijun stopped her again: "Did you pick the Mochou flowers?"

Feng Qian was stunned, not knowing what his intention was.

"Mochou flower is an important medicinal material for making the antidote of the Thousand Illusory Spirit Flower. Ordinary people don't need it at all. Since you have the poison of the Thousand Illusion Spirit Flower in your body, you must need it very much." Gui Jun paused and said meaningfully Looking at her, "However, you may not know that in order to cure the poison of the Thousand Imaginary Spirit Flower, besides the Mochou Flower, there is also a special thing needed."

Feng Qian's eyelids twitched: "What is it?"

Guijun smiled evilly: "I won't tell you. No one who has been poisoned by my Thousand Illusory Spirit Flower has ever survived, and you are no exception!"

Feng Qian frowned: "You are lying to me, there is no such thing in this world."

"It's up to you if you don't believe me!" Gui Jun turned around and wanted to leave.

Feng Qian felt apprehensive, and quickly stopped him: "Wait a minute! How on earth can you give me the real antidote?"

Guijun stopped, turned to look at her, and said with pursed lips, "It's very simple! I want you... to marry Hong'er!"

"What?" Feng Qian almost choked on her own saliva, completely shocked by his whimsical conditions.

Isn't it nonsense to let her marry her own brother?
Guijun said naturally: "For you, Hong'er went against his own will and worshiped me as his teacher, which shows that he has deep affection for you. I want to fulfill him, let you marry him, and fulfill his wish."

"How can this be done?" Feng Qian resolutely objected.

"Why not?" Ghost Lord is also resolute, "Hong'er is my love... beloved disciple, whatever he wants, I will give him what he wants. Since you are the person he cares about, I will naturally fulfill you." his wish."

Feng Qian laughed: "Absolutely impossible! I am a married woman, and I have a five-year-old child. Besides, even if I agree to this matter, Mr. Chu will not agree!"

Feng Qian is depressed, isn't he messing up the mandarin ducks?
Unexpectedly, Lord Gui is also a person who doesn't play cards according to common sense. He said nonchalantly: "Women with husbands can leave! Children can abandon! As for Hong'er, he treats you so sincerely, how can he not agree to this marriage?"

Feng Qian was speechless, what kind of logic was he doing?

Sikong Shengjie couldn't bear it anymore, took a step forward, and stood beside Fengqian: "Even if the chef agrees, I don't agree!"

Prince Sedum also stepped forward and stood on the other side of Feng Qian: "My Highness also disagrees!"

Gui Jun looked at the two of them left and right, and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "What are you two? How dare you act presumptuously in front of me?"

Sikong Shengjie and Prince Jingtian were annoyed and were about to refute, Feng Qian sneered and said, "Oh, it's so easy to say abandoning your wife and son. No wonder your wife left you, and your daughter didn't die well!"

One sentence hit Gui Jun's sore spot, and he was furious, approaching Feng Qian in an instant, grabbed her by the throat, lifted her up high, and hung her in the air.

"What did you say?"

Feng Qian didn't expect him to strike so fast, she couldn't react in time, her throat felt like being twisted, she couldn't breathe, her neck was flushed, she struggled with her hands and feet.

Sikong Shengjie and Prince Jingtian were also taken aback, one drew his sword, and the other cast a magic spell.

"Ghost Lord, let go!"

"Ghost Lord, if you dare to hurt her, I will die with you!"

In an instant, a sword qi and a water spirit force attacked the ghost king, the ghost king struck out with a palm, but he took it effortlessly, and the other hand still tightly grabbed Feng Qian's neck. His eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Do you dare to curse me? Who gave you the guts of a leopard?"

Sikong Shengjie was anxious and channeled out the spiritual power in his body: "Hundred miles of ice—"

In an instant, his white hair like a waterfall rose upside down and danced wantonly.

Crackling, with him at the center, everything around him was frozen.

Prince Sedum was closest to him, and just as he was about to use his ultimate move, he felt a burst of chills. He quickly jumped away from Sikong Shengjie. Shout: "Be careful of his illusion, go quickly—"

With the power of ice and snow in the snow region, the power of Sikong Shengjie's freezing technique has been increased several times. Before Prince Sedum could escape, he was frozen, leaving a running statue behind. The exception is ice sculptures running away.

Only Gui Jun and Feng Qian were safe and sound, a spherical barrier was naturally formed around them, keeping Sikong Shengjie's spiritual attack out of the barrier.

Feng Qian felt that she was about to suffocate, but still stubbornly refused to give in: "Ahem, what I said is the truth! If you hadn't committed many evils, why would your wife leave you? It is clearly your own fault, and you still don't allow it?" Did someone else say it? Cough cough..."

"Damn you—" Gui Jun was completely enraged, he kept using force, and could cut Feng Qian's neck off in minutes.

"Little Feng'er!" Sikong Shengjie was burning with anxiety.

At this moment, Chu Junzi ran over from a distance: "Stop! Don't hurt her!"

However, Gui Jun was still immersed in the monstrous anger, and he didn't pay attention to his words at all.

Suddenly, Mr. Cook drew his sword and put it across his neck, and shouted sharply: "Ye Motian, if you dare to hurt her, I will kill myself in front of you!"

His sudden action finally made Guijun wake up from his anger, his eyes narrowed, and he looked anxiously at Mr. Chu: "Hong'er, what are you doing?"

Subconsciously, he let go of his hand, and Feng Qian fell to the ground.

Junzi Chu put down the sword in his hand, and quickly walked towards Feng Qian: "Qianqian, are you alright?"

Feng Qian was lying on the ground, coughing uncontrollably, and had difficulty speaking: "Cough cough, cough cough..."

Chu Junzi hugged her distressedly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, and I will protect you!"

The rest of Feng Qian's life after the catastrophe, coupled with her brother's warm embrace, leaned in his arms and nodded silently.

Seeing the two people "in love with each other", Mr. Gui's anger gradually dissipated, and he showed a meaningful smile. It seems that his vision is right, the two of them are indeed "in love"

He owes Hong'er too much, as long as it is what Hong'er wants, even if he is an enemy of the world, even if he is an enemy of the whole world, he will not hesitate!

"Girl, you will come to beg me!"

He turned around and walked towards the frozen Mrs. Zimei, Du Junzi and others. He lightly slapped his palm, and the ice covering them slowly cracked and fell to the ground.

Du Junzi and others who had regained their freedom immediately followed Gui Jun and left the scene.

When Feng Qian heard Gui Jun's words, her cough intensified again. This man must be sick. How can there be any reason to force his brother and sister to get married?
However, the antidote he said is short of something special, is it true?
Could it be that he deliberately deceived her?

Seeing her in a daze, Jun Qinghong asked worriedly, "Qianqian, are you alright?"

Sikong Shengjie also came over: "Xiao Feng'er, is there anything uncomfortable?"

Feng Qian shook her head: "I'm fine, let's go back quickly and meet up with senior brother and the others!"

(End of this chapter)