Chapter 758: Master wants to be a colt 1

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Whipping Xia Ying's trick is really multi-purpose, and he is satisfied with his masterpiece. [Zero โ†‘ nine โ–ณ small โ†“ said โ–ณ ็ถฒ]

The five words "same as the people of the Great Calendar" are now the best shackles. What surprised him even more was that this Xia Ying actually had a master-servant friendship with Feng Xingying.

If Feng Xingying saves Xia Ying, then he will definitely take more chess pieces against Xia Ying in the next step, for example, the person who sealed Xingying, the female god of war of the Great Calendar Kingdom, actually lives in the Drunken Moon Residence, for example, if Xia Ying can go to Feng Xingying's side, this dog will be even more useful.

If she doesn't save her, then she will have to face all kinds of moral judgments, but you are "the same people of the Great Calendar" and "the friendship of former master and servant".

Feng Xingying glanced at Yuwen Xilie sarcastically, and said coldly:

"The water spilled by the slave maid who sold it, you are my eldest brother's slave in the Feng family, but you took the opportunity to poison my eldest brother's spirit beast, it has all passed, since you have been sold to the Feng family, I won't forget it with you, and all kinds of things in the past have been written off. [Zero โ†‘ Nine โ–ณ Small โ†“ Said โ–ณ Net] "

Is Feng Xingying the one who suffers? She didn't tell her what she said, but she still said it, just to prevent Yuwen Xilie from succeeding.

"Now who in the entire Heavenly Grant City doesn't know that you are a person of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, no matter where you were before, you are now a woman of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Since you have received his money and enjoyed his favor, you naturally want to be his dog, whether he wants to punish you or transfer you to others to win over the relationship, it is all a private matter, what does it have to do with me?"

Feng Xingying clapped his hands, and didn't forget to say hello to Prince Yuwen Xilie:

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really romantic, there are not enough concubines at home, and he still goes outside to mess with flowers and grass, and he plays such a high-profile role, admire, admire. โ€

Prince Yuwen Xilie's face twitched, then returned to normal, held the leather whip in his hand, and responded heartily:

"Our Tianyu people are bright and informal, and there is nothing to say. Unlike the Great Calendar Kingdom, on the surface, he is sanctimonious, but behind his back, there are male thieves and female prostitutes.

Tsk, from this point of view, Miss Feng has a straightforward personality, but she is more like us Tianyu people. โ€

Feng Xingying snorted lightly, ignored him, and put on a posture that I just came to watch the show, and you continued.

It was a little difficult for Prince Yuwen Xilie to continue.

If he continues to fight, Xia Ying's small body will probably be beaten to death.

It's not that he feels sorry for Xia Ying, but he keeps this chess piece, at least he can disgust Feng Xingying from time to time, and he can also win over Xingye.

It was Princess Qinghong who came forward to relieve her prince brother, ran out of the Alchemist Association with an excited face, and pulled Prince Yuwen Xilie's arm to be coquettish:

"Brother Prince, I heard that Feng Xingying is a Xuan-level alchemist, and I have never seen a Xuan-level elixir, so you just let her practice it in public, and let us open our eyes, okay?

"Good. Yuwen Xilie patted Princess Qinghong's delicate and cute head with relief. Instead, he gave instructions to Feng Xingying in a commanding tone:

"Feng Xingying, you also heard, our Qinghong Gong mainly knows the Xuan-level elixir, you can practice it here in public, and you will be rewarded for refining it. โ€

"Flutter. Feng Xingying couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Yuwen pouted and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"Does the prince plan to reward Princess Qinghong to his subordinates?" Feng Xingying looked at the pair of uncles and nephews with a smile, and shook his head narrowly:

"Who doesn't know that Princess Qinghong vowed to marry a Xuan-level alchemist. It's a pity, I'm not a man, I don't have any special habits, and I'm not interested in the princess of your country at all, so this Dan is still not good at refining. โ€