Emperor, please come to the couch: The evil concubine with a black belly is all over the world

Chapter 86

"You... a... bastard!..."

Hearing Patriarch Feng's words, Feng Batian smiled, put the long knife back into the scabbard, and looked down at Patriarch Feng who fell on the ground. There was no regret on his face, not even a trace of it.

"Father, you are so old, you should have returned to the west long ago. Just leave this Feng family to me, and I will carry it forward. You don't have to worry.

You can go at ease. As for that little bitch Feng Si'an, I will send her down to meet you soon. After all, you like her so much, it's not justified not to let her serve you! "

Originally, the poisonous blood was not running so fast, but after hearing Feng Batian's words, patriarch Feng was furious, his blood surged up, and a mouthful of black blood spewed out again.

Lying face up on the ground, pointing at Feng Batian with trembling fingers, the patriarch Feng couldn't say a word.

The head of the Feng family looked back at the disciples of the Feng clan who were hiding, and stretched his neck proudly, "Look, father, the decision you made may not be right. After all, for that little bitch Feng Si'an, the whole The act of sacrificing everyone in the clan really makes people very uncomfortable!"

After finishing speaking, he stepped directly over Feng Batian's body, bowed deeply to the old Patriarch Luo, and then stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation, "The old Patriarch Luo came in person, and suddenly he was full of glory. I Father is seriously ill and cannot come in person, so on behalf of the Feng family, I personally greet the old Patriarch Luo!"

"Patriarch, please! I'll send someone to catch that little bitch immediately, and serve it up personally!" Feng Batian's dog-legged appearance immediately made old Patriarch Luo feel sour.

Ignoring Patriarch Feng who was still vomiting blood on the ground, Patriarch Luo turned his head and looked at Mu Qingfeng appreciatively, "Nephew did a good job!"

Patriarch Luo was referring to Mu Qingfeng's private contact with Feng Batian and persuading him to kill Feng Patriarch.

"Where is it, the old master has praised you. This is what my nephew should do."

"Hahaha, there is a future! I won't treat you badly, don't worry!" Patriarch Luo patted Mu Qingfeng on the shoulder, and took the lead to lead people into Feng's house.

On the way, he walked in front of the patriarch Feng who fell to the ground. Patriarch Luo stepped on patriarch Feng's hand without blinking an eyelid.

Then he suddenly turned his head to look at Feng Batian and said: "Batian! Throw all the mess in your house at the door! The dead three and four are thrown to the mass grave. Bad luck. And this is in the middle of the road, what should I do if someone trips me?"

"Hey... well, old Patriarch, you didn't rest your feet! I'll let someone clean it up."

After finishing speaking, Feng Batian turned around, pointed at the disciples of the Feng family who were peeping at the door and shouted angrily. "What are you looking at! Hurry up and take it away and throw it away. You eat and don't work every day. What's the use of growing your brain. You know where the pestle is!"

The disciples of the Feng Clan were startled, and rushed to carry the Feng patriarch. Some people couldn't stand it, and immediately said, "The old patriarch has been busy for us all his life, you can't treat him like this!"

Feng Batian had already turned his head away, and saw a thin, creamy scholar with a book in his arms.

"Get out!" He waved his hand for a while, and the man flew out directly.

His body was like a kite with a broken string until it hit the tree trunk before falling to the ground.

Feng Yuanbo staggered while supporting the tree trunk, and only got up a few times, "Feng Batian, you will be punished by God for treating the patriarch like this! Even if you kill me today, I will say it! You are unkind, unrighteous, and unfilial. People take care of you, and God will take you in the future!"

"You're courting death!" Feng Batian glared, and took a step forward with his right foot, and the thick and somewhat terrifying aura immediately moved in the direction of Feng Yuanbo.

Feng Yuanbo closed his eyes immediately, he knew that this time, he couldn't escape.

It's just hateful, it's okay to die.The old patriarch was so cruel and insulted by them, he was really suffocated.

The fierce wind blade was already approaching him with terrifying coercion, and suddenly there was a soft voice in the air, "Stop!"

A red fan flew over to block him, and also blocked the terrifying wind blade.

boom--

The two collided and made a loud noise.

The aftermath shocked Feng Yuanbo's chest and blood surged, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness gushed out of his throat.

He gulped it all down, and then forced his eyelids to look in the direction of the fan, only to see Feng Si'an running over from a distance, with several afterimages drawn from his body, unexpectedly at the moment where they couldn't react. In an instant, patriarch Feng who was on the ground was pulled up and moved to his side.

This move was so fast that it made people sweat all over. If it wasn't for saving Patriarch Feng, there would have been countless people whose heads and necks had been separated at that moment.

Thinking of this, everyone broke out in cold sweat instantly, soaking through their clothes.

Feng Si'an quickly took out a snow-white pill, stuffed the milky white pill with herbal aroma into the mouth of Patriarch Feng, and quickly tapped his chest a few times with her fingers.

Then he roughly opened one side of Feng Yuanbo's mouth that was about to hang, and stuffed a black pill into it, "Take it, take care of me, my grandfather."

When patriarch Feng heard the sound of grandpa, his originally muddy and dizzy pupils shrank fiercely. He grabbed Feng Si'an's sleeve with difficulty, stopped her movement, and signaled her to leave him alone, hurry up Leave, go as far as possible.

Feng Si'an lowered her head as soon as Patriarch Feng grabbed his sleeve, seeing the worry and concern on Patriarch Feng's face, her nose sore, hot tears almost flowed down her cheeks.

Gently pulled away the hand of patriarch Feng.

"Grandpa, I have never called you Grandpa in this life..." However, there was no chance in the previous life, Feng Si'an said silently in her heart.

"However, I now recognize you as my grandfather. You believe that not only will nothing happen to me, but I will keep you safe." Feng Si'an snapped her fingers, and the three-eyed macaque ran out of Feng's house.

Patriarch Luo's expression changed when he saw the three-eyed macaque, "Little bastard, where's the eighth elder? What have you done to my eighth elder of the Luo family?"

"Hey, that smelly old man who came to kill me was sent by your Luo family!" Feng Si'an jumped onto the shoulder of the three-eyed macaque with a little toe.

This height is exactly the height that can overlook the crowd.

Seeing Patriarch Luo's forbearing expression, Feng Si'an said word by word: "Of course I'll kill him! If I pay attention, you must have the consciousness of death!"

"You little bastard, you don't have to worry about the wind flashing your tongue when you talk big." Old Patriarch Luo thought that Feng Si'an was bragging, and immediately spoke sarcastically.

"Don't believe me?" Feng Si'an raised her eyebrows, she reached out to touch the head of the three-eyed macaque, and said slowly: "Since you don't believe me, then I have no choice but to send you to meet him. I hope you can share your experience, Maybe in the next life, I will vote for a good person and not fall into my hands!"

"Arrogant child! Take the old man's trick!" Patriarch Luo couldn't stand it anymore, so he directly controlled the scimitar and attacked Feng Si'an.

(End of this chapter)