Chapter Seventy-One: Would You Like to Dig Your Heart and Send Me??
"It's the two of you who are making trouble in Qixian Temple!"
The middle-aged woman is also the boss of Qixian Courtyard, Aunt Hua!
With a pointed face, slender eyebrows, and not particularly beautiful appearance, it is obviously a person of thirty-five or sixteen, his face is not wrinkled, and his eyes are flexible, not like other old bustards, who squint and detract their mouths at every turn, flattering and vain.
Feng Yuexi saw her for the first time, it was here, at that time, it was also a green building, but because of poor management, it was about to close down, she was just a miscellaneous person, she fell in love with her at a glance, calm and shrewd. At the same time, she also wondered, with her ability, she didn't have to succumb to doing chores in a small green building, why would she be willing to stay here?
Later, she bought this place and made her the boss of the place.
Several tall men stood behind Aunt Hua, looking deliberately ready to go.
Feng Yue cherished nesting in Jun Evil Shadow's arms, and she didn't want to get up.
"Aunt Hua, I haven't seen you for a long time, my son came here to take a look around, and I gave you a gift by the way, do you like it?"
Hearing this voice, Aunt Hua's heart was shocked.
"Lord... Lord, Son"
Feng Yue got up slowly, and her face appeared in Aunt Hua's eyes.
When the tall men saw that their master was so frightened, they immediately knelt on the ground in unison.
Unexpectedly, this beautiful man was their big master.
Feng Yue regretted a casual smile on her lips, and in the deepest part of her eyes, a storm was condensing.
Jun Evil Shadow crossed his arms around his chest and sat aside to watch the play, not planning to meddle in Feng Yue's regretful matter.
"Aunt Hua, do you want to own this place, or do you want to own the entire Purple Pavilion?"
Feng Yue regretted unhurriedly expounding the huge ambition in Aunt Hua's heart.
'Puff'
Aunt Hua fell to her knees.
"Master, what are you talking about, Aunt Hua doesn't understand"
Aunt Hua tried her best to hide her trembling body, but it was still not difficult to see her fear and panic.
"Don't you understand?"
Feng Yue cherished the lotus step lightly, and the soles of her feet seemed to be a meadow, and every step she took seemed to be like a flower would bloom.
"Aunt Hua, it's not a good thing to be too smart."
Feng Yue pinched her chin, forcing her to look up and meet her.
"Lord...... Son, the slave is wrong, this time the slave is blinded by interests, there will definitely be no next time, please spare the slave and the slave."
"Wrong? Okay, if you know that you can change your mistakes, you can do a great deal of good! But you say, if the pavilion master doesn't punish you this time, then there will definitely be people in the Purple Pavilion who are dissatisfied, what do you say?"
Aunt Hua clenched her teeth, as shrewd as her, how could she not know that Feng Yue was making things difficult for her, with her deterrence and ruthlessness in the pavilion, what decision did she make, and who dared to be dissatisfied.
Feng Yue regretted that she seemed to hear her heart and looked at the roof.
Is she so terrifying, those people in the pavilion haven't seen her yet, and she almost doesn't care about the affairs in the pavilion, she is managed by the four sect masters, to be honest, she didn't think that the Purple Pavilion could be built so big and become one of the five major gangs.
At that time, he also wanted to find his younger brother Feng Yenan and was idle and bored to create the Purple Pavilion, and later, he established four doors and a dark department in the Purple Pavilion, so that the five of them could develop and manage on their own, who knew that it would become such a big gang now.
And most importantly, Xiao Nan doesn't seem to be in these four countries.
"Lord, the son is wise..."
"Huh, how can I punish you?"
Feng Yuexi's gaze looked around, and finally stopped at Hua Nuorou, who was lying dead in a pool of blood.
The eyes flickered, like a thin layer of sha, psychedelic and hazy.
"So, would you gouge out her heart and give it to me?"
The pupils in Aunt Hua's eyes shrank suddenly, and her heart was struck hard.
"Lord..."
"You know what the Pavilion Master said, there is no need to take it back and change it!"
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