God King's Favorite Concubine

Chapter 1292 Uncle Feng played himself to death

"Wind Wuyu!" Nangong Feiying roared angrily, and hurriedly slashed towards him, trying to grab the flame whip again.

Feng Wuyu dodged sideways, and in front of her, he hatefully destroyed two sections of the Flame Whip with the power of darkness.

Nangong Feiying watched helplessly as the two flame whips gradually disappeared in Feng Wuyu's hands, no matter how much she tried to snatch them, she couldn't grab them. In the end, only half of the broken Yuanshen was left in the two flame whips, lying on the ground in Feng Wuyu's hands. domain palm.

"Feng Wuyu, it is the only thought left to me by my mother in this world, I beg you to give it back to me!" Nangong Feiying was emotional, clenched her hands into fists, and stared at Feng Wuyu angrily.

She has never begged anyone, today is the first time, and the object is the man who killed her whole family!

However, it is rare for Feng Wuyu to see Nangong Feiying lose control, and he feels better than ever in his heart. He is not willing to return the flame whip to her, and taunts her even more, "Nianxiang? Everyone is dead, no matter how much you think about it It won’t come back to life, it’s only thinking about others! This deity ruined it to help you get out of the shadow that your perverted mother and elder brother gave you in the past!”

"Feng Wuyu, I'll say it again, give it back to me!" Nangong Feiying's eyes were red, her palms were clenched into fists, and her whole body was shaking with anger.

"Uncle Feng..."

Little Routuanzi hurried over, wanting to remind Uncle Feng not to go too far, just enough to keep Aunt Nangong, if it goes too far, it will be difficult to deal with, maybe Aunt Nangong will hate you forever.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Feng Wuyu's abuse of Nangong Feiying was very satisfying. As soon as Little Routuanzi ran to him, he had already driven half of the broken Yuanshen of the flame whip into the woman's brain, and took back a third of his own. soul.

The woman's mind shook, and the half-broken soul of Lie Yan Whip closely matched her soul, and Feng Wuyu also sealed her soul with powerful dark power.

That is to say, it is completely impossible for Nangong Feiying to strip the primordial spirit from the woman's mind and restore the flame whip.

"Feng Wuyu!" Nangong Feiying gritted her teeth and roared word by word.

Feng Wuyu was very proud, "Nangong Feiying, it's not impossible to get back your flame whip, don't fight against this deity anymore, be obedient, do whatever this deity asks you to do, and someday this deity will be in a better mood , maybe I can peel some primordial spirit out of her mind, and make you a flaming whip."

Seeing Nangong Feiying just glaring at him angrily, obviously unable to beat him or quarrel with him, and when he could only let himself be slaughtered, Feng Wuyu was even more proud, "Nangong Feiying, do you hear that?"

He thought that since the flame whip was so important to Nangong Feiying, Nangong Feiying would definitely submit to him.

but……

Nangong Feiying just glared at him angrily, then gave him a hard look, then turned around abruptly, and walked away without any hesitation.

Before Feng Wuyu could react, she had disappeared without a trace.

"Uncle Feng, you've played yourself to death." Little Routuanzi looked up at him without sympathy.

Feng Wuyu lowered his eyes, "Am I kidding myself to death? Oh, ridiculous! It was Nangong Feiying who was abused by me to the point of running away!"

"Uncle Feng, are you happy?" Little Routuanzi continued to ask with his head raised.

Feng Wuyu was stopped by the question.

Nangong Feiying was so abused by him that he was helpless. He should be happy, but why didn't he feel as happy as he imagined?

"It's too vulgar to say you're happy, it's full of a sense of victory." Feng Wuyu said stubbornly.

"Okay, then I wish you good luck, Uncle Feng!" Little Routuanzi really wanted to sigh, turned around and walked away with Mingbai.

(End of this chapter)