The sound of bones breaking was unusually clear, echoing through the silent streets.

The people deliberately didn't open their mouths, in order to see the bright moon and make a fool of themselves.

They were ready to mock and looked over happily.

But when I saw it, the people were dumbfounded.

This......

In the middle of the long street, the young man in white stood quietly, his picturesque eyebrows lazy and dull.

just clasped Mingyuefei's wrist bone with one hand, and twisted it directly in the next second, moving ruthlessly and quickly.

"It hurts...... It hurts, it hurts!" Mingyue's face turned white, sweat rolled down, and she looked up in disbelief, "Mingyueqian, what are you doing? Let go!"

That's impossible!

Including Mingyue Scarlet, everyone is one idea.

Who is Ming Yueqian?

The famous waste in the capital, eighteen years old, is still the second floor of the day after tomorrow.

And the lineage of the four major families, which one of them didn't have at least three layers of innate cultivation as soon as he was born?

But Mingyue Qian is an outlier, she was born without innate cultivation at all, and after cultivating for more than ten years, she is only the second layer of the day after tomorrow.

Since she was a child, she was still weak and unable to refine her body, if she hadn't had a good mother, she would have been expelled from the capital by the Mingyue family a long time ago.

But what do they see now?

A second layer of the day after tomorrow has controlled an eighth layer of the day after tomorrow?

"Good. Jun Mu smiled slightly, and really let go.

However, a primordial divine power that mortals could not see at all had quietly emerged.

Mingyue rubbed her wrist, she gasped in pain, and there were tears in her eyes: "Mingyueqian, I think about your weakness, let you take a look, you treat me like this?"

Hearing this, the people suddenly realized.

It turned out that Mingyue was let away, no wonder.

For a moment, there were more voices of disgust.

"It's so ruthless to my sister-in-law, it seems to be very weak-hearted. ”

"I want to have such a daughter in my family, and I will definitely strangle her to death when she is born. ”

"I don't know what kind of sin the Mingyue family has created, this shameless face. ”

"But Mingyue is shallow, you seem to be cultivating to see an increase?" Mingyue scarlet took a long time to recover, and she sneered, "It seems that your adulterer is also very good to you, what kind of elixir did you find?"

The people consciously understood the deeper meaning from this sentence, and they turned their heads to each other without concealing it.

"It's useless to rely on men. ”

"Is there any other young man in the entire Da Yin who can compare to Ling Han's son? ”

"I hope that Prince Ling Han can take a break from Mingyue as soon as possible and return with a beauty. ”

Ji Xuanqing also heard it, and he looked at the young man in white with his eyebrows twisted.

He is not a party to these words, and he can't bear to listen to them.

But Jun Muqian didn't pay attention to it, and nodded slightly at Ji Xuanqing and Jiang Wenhao: "I'll go first, and I'll see you the day after tomorrow." ”

The seven words are not loud, but they are clearly audible.

“......”

The people's words suddenly froze.

Some of them looked at it and turned around and walked outside, the young man in white was dumbfounded again.

Why did you just leave?

They haven't scolded enough.

"Mingyue shallow, do you still dare to go?" Mingyue stomped her feet angrily, her eyes were red, "You come back, you come back to me!"

This slut not only did it to her, but even disobeyed her and was ghosted?

Ghost upper body...... That's right, the ghost is on top!

Mingyue's eyes suddenly lit up, and she left in a hurry, leaving behind a group of people who couldn't finish the show.

"Tsk, Ji Xuanqing, I thought you had grown a lot, but I didn't expect you to retreat instead of advancing. Ji Xiu retracted his lively gaze and said contemptuously, "If you want to go back to Ji's house, it depends on whether I approve it!"

"Gone. He snorted coldly, waved his hand, and walked towards the Drunken Flower Building in front of him with a few younger brothers.

"Xuanqing, Ji Xiu has gone too far. Jiang Wenhao trembled with anger, "At the beginning, it was you who brought him up that he was able to enter the Ji family." ”

"Feng Shui just takes turns. Ji Xuanqing shook his head, "Let's go, let's go to the Ji family's courtyard first." ”

With his current status, he is not qualified to step into the Ji Mansion at all.

"The villain has a will. Jiang Wenhao snorted, "Wait for Xuanqing to recover, see what he does." ”

"Recovery ......" Ji Xuanqing's eyes moved, thinking of the faint eyes of the young man in white, his heart became a little firmer, "If I can recover, I must repay the kindness of Miss Mingyue." ”

"Xuanqing, I don't think something is right. Jiang Wenhao was very puzzled, "Doesn't it mean that Yue Qian is a waste? But if you look at her perverted cultivation speed, Feng Linghan can't compare to it." ”

He wanted to ridicule at the time, this is all waste, and Feng Linghan doesn't have to do anything on the first day.

"Let no man be a disfigurer. Ji Xuanqing smiled, "This is also someone else's secret, we don't need to dig into it." ”

"I don't dare. Jiang Wenhao shrunk his neck, recalling the time when he was almost pierced through his throat by chopsticks, and his heart palpitated, "The bright moon is shallow, it's really terrible." ”

After a pause, he suddenly seemed to remember something, patted his thigh, and said with great interest: "Xuanqing, let's go, I'm going to inquire about what the Feng family's reaction will be, they must already know." ”

As a waste, Mingyue is shallow, naturally not worthy of Feng Linghan, but now it is different, I am afraid that even if Feng Linghan wants to marry, people will not marry.

As Jiang Wenhao thought, although this disturbance in the capital did not spread widely.

But the Feng family, as one of the four major families, naturally has eyeliner everywhere, and soon got the first-hand news.

At this time, Feng Yi was holding a piece of paper, his brows furrowed deeply.

Tsai carefully looked at it three times before putting it down, raised his head and said, "Ling Han, what do you think?"

It was a tall and upright handsome man,

Feng Yi looked at his son, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became.

He is an old man, the first few are daughters, and he finally has a son, so he naturally wants to be spoiled.

What made him even more pleased was that his son was extremely talented, and his innate cultivation was the seventh layer of the day after tomorrow.

Now, it has reached the middle stage of Jindan.

As long as nothing happens, Feng Linghan can become the first person in Da Yin to reach the Yuan Infant Stage before the age of thirty.

"What does Dad want me to think?" Feng Linghan's face did not have a trace of superfluous expression, and he was very cold.

He lowered his eyes to the portrait of a young man in white printed on the paper, his eyes dark.

"This Mingyue is shallow, do you still want to marry?" Feng Yi frowned, "I have heard about the things she did for my father, and I am really shameless, if I don't marry, I will go to Mingyue Mansion to withdraw from this marriage now." ”

After speaking, he snorted coldly again: "Your mother is good at everything, but I didn't expect this, I thought that Mrs. Mingyue was so gentle and virtuous, and the daughter she gave birth to was also excellent, but I didn't expect it to be so cheap." ”

Feng Linghan was silent for a moment, and said lightly: "If you don't marry, others will say that our Feng family is untrustworthy." ”

Now, Lady Wind and Lady Mingyue are gone, and it would be really disrespectful to trample on their promises again.

"It's easy. Feng Yi said casually, "The reputation of Mingyue Qian has been ruined, and it is nothing to destroy it again." ”

Feng Linghan raised his head, his eyebrows were cold: "Dad means ......"

"It's very simple, isn't the day after tomorrow the genius conference?" Feng Yi knocked on the table and said in a deep voice, "After the genius conference, the emperor and the mother will hold a banquet. ”

"When the time comes, you just need to find a way to bring Mingyue Qian into the palace, and then let a few guards break her innocence in front of everyone, you have a bright future, maybe you can still be accepted by the immortals, and the emperor will not let such a notorious woman stumble your steps." ”

Hearing this, Feng Linghan's brows furrowed: "Dad, she is a daughter's family after all." ”

"Still my daughter's house?" Feng Yi sneered, "She has someone outside behind your back, and even her eldest brother has seduced her, I don't think she regards herself as a young lady of the big door, but a prostitute in the drunken flower building." ”

Feng Linghan was silent.

Although he and Ming Yueqian are an unmarried couple, they rarely see each other, and he is not good enough to talk to her for her.

"Ling Han, you don't have to say more, just do it. Feng Yi waved his hand, "Go ahead, homework matters, being a father won't take up your time." ”

Feng Linghan nodded.

"That's right, Ling Han. Feng Yi suddenly stopped him again, "Father Wei heard a news, after a while, there may be immortals coming to Dayin, you must seize the opportunity." ”

Feng Linghan paused, and said in a low voice: "Yes, father." ”

Looking at Feng Linghan's distant figure, Feng Yi touched his beard and was very pleased: "When my son will one day fly to become an immortal, he can also recreate the legacy of His Majesty the Human Emperor." ”

Immortals can influence a dynasty.

The cold light in Feng Yi's eyes flickered, and he began to wave his pen: "This bright moon is shallow, and I have to get rid of ......"

And at this time, the Three Realms, the Heavenly Realm, and the Heavenly Court—

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Later—

Bodhi: (Dusting) Bullying my apprentice?

Great Sage: (Picking up the golden hoop stick) Bullying my junior sister?

Jun Muqian: (○w○) Who are you?

Rong Qing: Huh

[Do you know that amnesia can also become sweet?]