Prince's Conceited Wife

"Come at me, Divine Black Yang Finger!"

"Bang!"

His two fingers came together, and a bright light shot out to meet Feng Wanyang's eagle claws. Feng Wanshan was shocked, and quickly switched to a palm wind, the two forces fiercely clashing together, forcing the Mortal Core Stage Feng Wanshan to retreat a few steps. Everyone who saw this scene had their mouths agape, and even forgot to stop it.

"Jinyan!"

The Divine Black Yang Finger was a Heaven Rank offensive skill, and it was too difficult for Feng Jinyan to use now, with just one strike, it had exhausted all the Spiritual Energy s in his body. Adding the suppression from the collision of the Divine Black Yang Finger and Feng Wanshan, Wu Tie's frail body was sent flying once again. Qiu Molee roared out loud and extended her hand to pounce towards him, but a white figure was even faster.

"You're still as reckless as before. Sleep, I'm here."

"Oh … fuck me …"

The person hugged him with one hand, touched his face with the other, and pressed a finger against his neck somewhere. Feng Jinyan didn't even have time to curse before his vision darkened and his consciousness disappeared.

"Your Highness King Zhen?!"

No one knew who shouted, but everyone stared in disbelief at the man with one arm wrapped around Feng Jinyan. His tall and slender body, delicate and handsome appearance, cold and estranged temperament, and bright red eyes, was it Xuanyuan Zhen or who?

"I didn't come late this time …"

He bent down and gently bit Feng Jinyan's ear. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the bloodstain on the corner of his mouth, and his bloodshot eyes shot towards Feng Wanshan, "You were the one who hurt This King's consort?"

"Princess?!"

When those words were spoken, not only was Feng Wanshan stunned, everyone else present was stupefied. Wasn't Feng Jinyan the betrothed to the crown prince? When did it become Consort Zhen again? Can you not be so good at jumping? Their little hearts couldn't take it.

"Your Highness King Zhen, did you admit to it?" "His name is Feng Jinyan, and he belongs to my seventh uncle …"

"So noisy!"

"Ahhh!"

Feng Jinyu stood out eagerly. Before he could finish his words, Liu Tie waved his sleeve and a gust of wind swept out. Feng Jinyu was not the only one that was sent flying, even Feng Wanshan, who reached out to pull him, was pushed back uncontrollably.

"Heh.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but take in a breath of cold air. A Mortal Core Stage and a Earth Core Stage was actually only a flick of his sleeve and was actually sent flying. Just how strong was Xuanyuan Zhen?

"Jinyu, how are you?"

Steadying himself, Feng Wanshan looked worriedly at his son, who was vomiting blood.

"Puff …"

Feng Jinyu had previously suffered internal injuries from the Holy Might's backlash, and now he felt like all the bones in his body were about to fall apart. The moment he opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of viscous blood, mixed with the minced meat from his internal organs.

"Jinyu!"

Feng Wanshan was shocked and quickly called for his entourage to take him down. He had only taken two steps before he turned around and glared at Xuanyuan Zhen: "Your Highness King Zhen, are you trying to bully my General's Mansion because there's no one here? What does it have to do with Your Highness King Zhen to discipline his nephew? "

Seeing that his son was vomiting blood, Feng Wanshan couldn't wait to cut Xuanyuan Zhen into a thousand pieces. His hands, which were hanging by his side, clenched into fists.

"Is that what you f * cking call discipline? It's obviously for Jinyan's life. "

After a brief moment of shock, Qiu Molee ran over to Xuanyuan Zhen and stood beside him, pointing her white fingers at Feng Wanshan. Feng Wanshan scolded lightly and didn't seem to mind, "This general is his uncle, he doesn't respect the Sovereign King of his elders, so what if we kill him?"

He only regretted not killing him three days ago.

"Damn you old bastard, do you even have any face?" Jinyan's father is still alive, when did it become your uncle's turn to decide whether he lived or died? I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen someone as shameless as you. Jinyan was right, you are just a f * cking old mad dog. "

Qiu Molee was fuming, pointing at the other party, cursing at her. Ever since she knew that she would not live more than a few years under the Blood Soul Curse, she had long abandoned all etiquette and upbringing that a noble woman should pay attention to.

"Qiu Molee!"

Feng Wanshan gritted his teeth angrily and Hengyang Hou was so angry that his entire body was trembling. Xuanyuan Zhen who was holding Feng Jinyan looked at Feng Wanshan coldly: "There is this king's bloodline in his body. From now on, he is this king's consort and you have nothing to do with him."

As if afraid that the crowd wasn't shocked enough, Xuanyuan Zhen threw down a deep-water bomb with an expressionless face.

"Impossible, he …"

"Is the great general questioning This King?"

Feng Wanshan was surprised for a moment and then subconsciously blurted out. Liu Tie's blood-red eyes swept over him indifferently. If it wasn't for the fact that he thought Feng Jinyan would want to take care of him personally, he would have thought that he could still stand here alive.

"This lowly general doesn't dare."

Obviously, the other party's expression did not change at all, but Feng Wanshan still felt a terrifying chill and had no choice but to give up. Xuanyuan Zhen was too strong. With him protecting Feng Jinyan, Feng Wanshan could not even touch him.

"Royal Father, Jinyan and I will get married in three days."

They looked at each other, unable to speak for a long time. Even after a long time, they still could not understand what was going on, Xuanyuan Zhen repeatedly said in their minds that there was his bloodline in Feng Jinyan's body, and at this time, they did not know how they were feeling, but it was just the beginning, and not long after, Feng Jinyan would torture them until they all doubted their own lives.