Chapter 8 Paper Can't Hold Fire

The cold eyes revealed a murderous aura, and Feng lightly stared at Feng Yiting in front of him.

The man who was covered in sweat and hair stood up couldn't help but feel a tightness in his heart and forcibly held up his spirits.

"Are you reasonable?"

Feng Yiting originally planned to teach this sister a good lesson, she used to belong to discipline, and now it's not too late!

But who knew that the emotions were too much, and he was about to stretch out his hand, but he didn't want to feel a pain in his heart, Feng Yiting spit out a mouthful of blood.

He held on to the pillar, his face turned pale, even so, he still didn't forget to count the phoenix lightly.

"It's all a mother, why did you become like this, Feng Qingqing, if I had known that you were so stubborn, I ...... ...... at the beginning"

Feng raised his head slightly, his eyes becoming sharper and sharper.

"What happened? Is it time to kill me? Feng chuckled softly, what kind of flesh and blood affection is this, it's really ridiculous, "Brother thinks I'm ashamed, right?" Then today, I will talk about it, and in the future, you will take Feng Ruyue as your own sister, but you don't have to be born one by one, otherwise. ”

The woman's disdainful look made her eyes roll to the sky.

"I'm afraid that my mother will be angry if she knows that she has a dull son!"

Burst.

Feng Yiting was so angry that she was going to die, the whole person was like dry bones, she was already pumped out, and she was hanging on her body with medicine all year round, and the more exciting it was.

He was holding himself on, and he was about to fall.

The hurried footsteps outside the courtyard just came here, and she was in a hurry all of a sudden, Aunt Zhou covered her mouth, so distressed.

"Ting'er, what's wrong with you? Quick, go and call the doctor. Aunt Zhou was very anxious, and she hurriedly asked her mother-in-law to ask for a doctor.

Her eyes were full of hatred.

"Gently, he is also your brother anyway, no matter how much he talks, you shouldn't be like this."

"Heh, it's just a wolf that can't be raised." Feng Ruyue, who was standing outside the door, snorted coldly and stared at it like that.

She disliked Feng Qing's place, and she didn't even want to go into the house.

The two of them said a word, and instantly gave Feng lightly the crime to death.

Feng looked at them with contempt on his face, not wanting to explain these words.

For her, this is tantamount to a waste of time.

Her attitude stimulated Feng Ruyue more and more, and the woman standing by the door had a hideous face: "Feng Qingqing, do you still have a heart, brother, he has been weak since he was a child, and he is sick, not only do you not cherish him, but you also ......"

Feng lightly frowned deeply, looking at Feng Yiting, whose situation was out of control, and her mouthful of black blood was so conspicuous.

She couldn't help but sneer: "I'm afraid it's not a natural stubborn disease, someone has done it, right?" ”

The sharp words fell, Feng Ruyue suddenly came down from the threshold, and she roared urgently: "What nonsense are you talking about, but you have learned to spew blood?" ”

"Gently, I know that you and Ting'er have not been close since childhood, but you can't talk nonsense like this, my sister left early, and I will treat you as my own."

Aunt Zhou wiped the corners of her eyes aggrievedly, as if she was going to cry at any time.

But he couldn't take care of Feng Yiting, who was dying in pain, and explained it here, completely looking weak-hearted.

Feng lightly sneered: "Auntie, why are you panicking, I'm just joking, why do you want to do this?" ”

She took a step forward and lowered her voice in a voice that only Aunt Zhou could hear.

"I'm afraid that the paper can't hold the fire, auntie, what do you say?"

Feng sneered softly, and the group of people trembled more and more.