Phoenix in the Sky: Genius Little Poisonous Concubine

Chapter 14 Can't I Beat You?

The opponent's skill is quite nimble, and seeing that he was about to come into close contact with the ground, he turned around and managed to stand firm.

Although he looked a little embarrassed, there was no bigger embarrassment after all.

"Feng Qingjiu, what the hell are you doing!"

Feng Qingyue became aggressive, and cursed as soon as she opened her mouth, "It's on purpose!"

"Sixth Sister's words are wrong. This is my room, and it is only natural for me to open the door to go out. On the other hand, Sixth Sister, you came early in the morning and never sent a message. "

"You..." Feng Qingyue couldn't find the flaw in her words after being insulted, so she bit her lower lip and endured it for the time being.

Flicking his sleeves, he walked straight to the only stool in the room, and cast a disgusted look on his face.

Immediately, a servant girl came up to help her wipe it clean, and then she sat down, raised her head and looked at Feng Qingjiu, "I won't play tricks with you. Let me ask you, when are you going to plead guilty to His Highness the Crown Prince? "

Feng Qingjiu looked surprised, "Since I am innocent, how can I plead guilty?"

"Until now, I didn't expect you to be sophistrying! Do you think that you can escape the catastrophe if you are lucky?"

Very dissatisfied with her attitude, Feng Qingyue glanced at her coldly, "Everyone knows what happened yesterday. His Highness the Crown Prince has already held conclusive evidence in his hands. Whether you admit it or not, the result will be the same."

"It's just that the prince is kind, and for the sake of the ancestors of our Feng family, he gave you some face and asked you to take the initiative to confess your sins. You are so ignorant of good and evil. Don't tell me you have to implicate the whole family. Are you happy?!"

She was so upright and confident, as if she was provoking a teacher to ask a crime.

Feng Qingjiu's eyes flicked across her body lightly, walked in front of her unhurriedly, and stood still.

For some reason, seeing her approaching step by step, Feng Qingyue felt inexplicably nervous, but, what are you afraid of!

She's nothing but trash!Even if he was lucky enough to avoid the prince's tricks yesterday, he was still a waste.

It was precisely because of such determination in his heart that he came to the door to provoke him early in the morning.

Feng Qingyue went to see Feng Qingyu who was recuperating last night, and always felt that Feng Qingjiu came back from a narrow escape this time, and it became very strange.

Things were weird, but no matter what, they never believed that that dilapidated waste would suddenly become so powerful, maybe everything was just a coincidence.

The missing imperial edict whip, Feng Qingyu's broken wrist, and the chase with the prince yesterday...

After much deliberation, Feng Qingyue decided to come and try her personally.

If she was still that trash, escorting her directly to the prince would be considered a meritorious service, but if she wasn't...then she was a fake Feng Qingjiu!I will unmask her mask in front of everyone!
After settling her mind, Feng Qingyue raised her head and looked at her, "How about it, have you thought it through yet? Are you going to go on your own initiative, or let me send someone to escort you—crack!"

There was a sharp pain in the cheek, and the hot feeling seemed to be burning, and it burned along the cheek.

Covering half of her face, Feng Qingyue was stunned.

Firstly, he didn't expect her to make a move without saying anything, and secondly...he didn't see her attack at all, okay!

"You, you dare to hit me?!"

crazy!This Feng Qingjiu must be crazy!

"Can't I hit you?" There was a sarcastic smile on the corner of her lips, she leaned forward slightly, looked at Feng Qingyue whose eyes were reddened by anger, and said, "Although you are a few years older than me, but I You are the concubine, you are the concubine. I am the master, and you are the servant. The servants call you Miss, but don’t really treat yourself as a concubine from the concubine, and forget your identity."

"you--"

Before Feng Qingyue could say a word, he felt his body lighten, and she was holding her by the back of his neck, so he picked it up, and then threw it aside like trash.

From being picked up to being thrown out, Feng Qingyue only had time to open her hands, but before she could catch anything, she fell heavily to the ground.

"Miss Six!"

The maids at the side exclaimed, and rushed forward to help her up, but for some reason, a sharp pain came from the bend of her legs, and they all fell to their knees on the ground.

She sat down on the stool leisurely, arrogantly stared at Feng Qingyue who was lying on the ground in a mess, and lightly tapped her fingers on the table, "Sixth Sister has always been talented and intelligent, but the most basic rules in this mansion have been forgotten." Not a lot, why don't I help you review and review today!"

"Be polite, I respect you as Sixth Sister, but when we meet, Sixth Sister must not forget to salute me. If I stand, you can't sit down, and if I talk, you have to shut up obediently! I Door……"

Stretching out his finger, he looked at her again, "Please, don't enter!"

She obviously spoke in such an understatement, but every word gave people an invisible pressure, and even the corner of her eye that glanced over seemed to have a sharp edge, making people afraid to look directly at it.

Feng Qingyue is not willing to let it go if he has already suffered a loss.

Getting up from the ground, her pretty face turned livid, "Feng Qingjiu, you trash, I think you are desperate!"

With his hands hanging by his sides, he clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, and saw an orange light and shadow rushing straight in Feng Qingjiu's direction.

Since the beginning of the Fengling Continent, the Feng family has been an ancient martial family with spiritual power inheritance. The family has produced a large number of talents, not to mention a genius-level fairy master a hundred years ago, even in the past hundred years, the descendants are also spiritual elites .

Feng Qingyue was not considered outstanding in Feng's family, but he was still at the seventh level of Chuling. To deal with a person who had no spiritual power at all, it was really a little bit of abusing the weak.

But now, she was humiliated and angry, so she couldn't care so much. She just wanted to beat this trash severely, humiliate her, and finally throw it to the prince, so as to relieve her hatred.

To be honest, Feng Qingyue's cultivation of spiritual power is really far behind that of Prince Mu Yunchao.

To deal with the prince's offensive that day, he had to concentrate and calm down, relying on his hearing to distinguish the direction of his moves, but Feng Qingyue's speed was simply in slow motion.

She didn't even move her eyebrows, she just seized the timing, tilted her head slightly, and easily avoided the attack.

When he missed a hit, Feng Qing was even more startled, before he had time to think about it, he flipped his hands interlaced, and soon several orange light and shadows sprang out.

This time, they came separately and came towards different acupuncture points on Feng Qingjiu's body.

Vicious!
It's just a matter of doing it, but he actually wants to cripple her tendons.

Originally, it was miserable enough to have no spiritual power, but if the tendons were crippled, then life would be worse than death.

Feng Qingjiu put away that careless expression, a cold light flashed in her eyes, she stood up suddenly, and while avoiding those lights and shadows, she had already swept in front of Feng Qingyue, so close that she could almost count the number of her eyelashes. root!

(End of this chapter)