Into the bridal chamber by mistake: the genius cute concubine plays the evil king

Chapter 625 Feng Wugui Is Fake, The Handsome Man Is True
He stroked his face with a wave of his hand, and a mask as thin as cicada's wings fell off, revealing a young and handsome face, that face was somewhat similar to the mask, equally heroic, but more delicate than that mask.

Blinking his eyes, the mature gaze that he had pretended to be before now became frivolous and floating, obviously the gaze that only a very young person would have.

"Didn't I come out to fool him because I thought that Mu Chi was not pleasing to the eye? Didn't I learn the ability to fool people from my ancestor!" The man smiled angrily, winked at the ancestor of the Feng family, and said: "Ancestor, you But I don't know how stupid Mu Chi is, he really thought that my father would be promoted from the early stage of Lingzun to the peak of Lingdi within a year! Hahaha..."

"Hehe, Ching Yang, what's so happy about it? Tell me, let daddy share with me?"

From a distance, an ethereal voice came from a gloomy state.

Hearing the sound, the man trembled all over, immediately waved his hand to the ancestor of the Feng family, and said with a sneering smile: "Ancestor, I'm leaving first!"

"Want to leave?" The ancestor of the Feng family narrowed his eyes and smiled dangerously.

A stream of spiritual energy shot out and turned into a rope formed by spiritual power.

Seeing the rope, the man smiled wryly and said: "Old Ancestor, don't stop me, let me go first, you know my father! If it falls into his hands, I will be in great trouble!"

"Hey, little guy, you can go if you want, patriarch, I can't make up for it?" Manipulating the rope formed by spiritual power to bind the man's arms, the patriarch of the Feng family smiled like an old fox.

"Hey, my real grandpa, don't play tricks on me anymore! If my father catches me, I will die. You also know that he doesn't treat me as a human being these years. He himself They are all just spirit venerables, but they forcibly tortured me into a spirit emperor! You have to pity me, my little grandson, and let me go!" The man almost knelt down in a hurry, his voice was sobbing, miserable, it's a pity , It's just that the acting skills are too bad, and there are no tears at all.

The ancestor of the Feng family snorted and said: "As a man, what's the point of crying and crying! It's so noisy, talk well!"

The man was still crying, without any tears, "Old Ancestor, just let me go this time, he's coming soon!"

"Give me some benefits, Patriarch, I can consider letting you go!"

The old fox finally revealed his true purpose.

Hearing this, the man almost fell down on the spot, and said bitterly: "Old Ancestor, you are my Ancestor! How can an Ancestor ask his grandson for something!"

"To give or not to give, one word!" Feng family patriarch sniffed and looked at the ring on the man's finger. It was obvious that there was something good hidden in the ring that made him covet.

The man shrank his hands vigilantly and hid them in his sleeves.

"What are you hiding? I've already smelled it, Longtengcao. A few days ago, Pill King Leng Bufan promised to help my ancestor refine a ninth-level spirit pill, and this medicine is all that's missing!"

The man said miserably: "Old Ancestor, can you not have such a sharp nose? I almost died a few days ago, and finally got it, and you also discovered it."

"Hey, kid, hand over the Dragon Tengcao, the patriarch will not only let you go, but also help you stop your father, how about it? Will this deal go through?" The Feng family patriarch said with a thief-like smile.

Sensing that his father was approaching, the man took out a dragon-shaped herb full of spiritual energy from the ring, then gritted his teeth and nodded heavily, "Success!"

(End of this chapter)