Chapter 12

Feng Po is very depressed.

Style is painful.

Feng Po wants to kill.

He listened to these obscene songs with him as the hero every day, so that every time he fell asleep, he would be awakened by nightmares.

Finally someone came out to smooth things over: "Zhao Xique, Liu Honghua, stop arguing, you two! The guard Feng was so quarreled by the two of you that he dare not come to the backyard."

Feng Po breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard: "According to me, Guard Feng must have a habit of cutting off his sleeves. He is not tempted by so many of our peerless beauties gathered here. Do you think he is the one with Young Master?" host……"

"Maybe it's true, I, Liu Honghua, have never met a man who wasn't fascinated by my beauty."

"That's enough, Liu Honghua, you're nothing in front of me, Zhao Xique!"

"What are you talking about! Want to fight!"

"Fight, fight, whoever is afraid!"

The ground was full of dust, two bloated women wrestled together, cheers and applause from both sides came and went.

Feng Po clenched his fist, then let go, clenched his fist, and then let go...

After a long time, he walked out from behind the brick wall, walked straight to Hua Ya, and said in a deep voice, "Go."

Hua Ya is very puzzled, today's demeanor is really strange, his neck is as stiff as a stone, obviously there are exciting fights around him to watch, but he just doesn't look at them, his black eyes are staring straight at Hua Ya, handsome His face was livid.

murderous look!murderous look!
Hua Ya felt a powerful murderous aura that couldn't be concealed!
Hua Ya obediently followed Feng Po through the corridor entwined with vines, through the rockery illuminated by the sun, and after turning a few turns, she arrived at this uninhabited courtyard.

The surroundings are quiet, and the wind blows the willows.

Feng Po turned around with a dignified expression. He lifted the scabbard with his fingers, revealing a short section of the shiny silver metal sword. Her heart was beating very fast, and she subconsciously covered her chest, for fear that her heart would accidentally jump out of her throat.

Could it be that he was about to be silenced?
In the past few days, she has worked hard without complaining, why did she kill her, why why why!
She can't die with peace! ! !

There was a "plop", and the dust flew up.

Feng Po knelt on the ground, begging Hua Ya pitifully: "Hero Hua, I can't take it anymore, please hand over the Qilin knife!"

(End of this chapter)

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