102. Whose fault is it 2
"Why do you want to scold me?" Feng Lingluo looked at Yu Zihuan and asked with raised eyebrows, with a gloating smile in her clear eyes.
"Feng Jingshu, you slut!" Yu Ziwan stepped forward and wanted to grab Feng Lingluo and scratch her face.
Feng Lingluo was originally going to do it himself, but a white light flashed in front of him, and Yu Zihuan's body was like a kite with a broken string, falling fiercely from the air to the ground, shattering the ground paved with bluestone slabs.
Feng Lingluo looked back, only to see Yan Chimu's gesture of using the magic trick before putting it away.
"Don't be presumptuous, the deity brought Feng Ling to come just to let you meet, not to let you do it, Feng Wang Ye slapped Ling Luo girl, and the princess will accept it, she is a distinguished guest invited back by His Majesty, if she suffers a grievance, I'm afraid Your Majesty will not let you go!"
"Wind and dust clothes have always been at odds with your two children, so you don't have to expect wind and dust clothes to avenge your daughter!"
Feng Yao also had nothing to say, if they hadn't driven Feng Ling out, maybe at this time, it might be possible to ask her to come back and secretly kill her.
In this way, it will be their credit to listen to it, and if they have the ability, I am afraid it is also possible to use the listening to force the palace and sit in that supreme position by themselves.
"Luoluo, they have bad intentions, should we report them?" Gu Jingqing raised her head and asked lightly, then she stretched out her claws, and in less than a moment, a dark green ball appeared on her claws.
"What is this?"
Gu Jingqing gently tapped the surface of the penalty with his fingernails, and after a while, a voice came out of it.
This voice was Feng Yao's inner thoughts, and after hearing these words, Feng Yao and Yu Zihuan's faces changed.
If these words reach His Majesty's ears, I am afraid that their Feng Mansion will be executed by Emperor Chaohuang.
"You...... It's fake! It's fake! Feng Yao trembled and couldn't speak clearly, and ran towards Feng Lingluo regardless of his own pain, and the magic trick in his hand shot like an arrow towards the ball of light in Gu Jingqing's hand.
Gu Jingqing's amber eyes flashed, and he quickly swallowed the ball of light into his stomach.
Feng Lingluo shook her head, if her kung fu was changed to the ancient times of the present world, she would also be a generation of grandmasters, so even if she didn't have the help of soul power, she was also a top master.
As soon as Feng Lingluo retreated, he dodged Feng Yao's attack.
Feng Lingluo turned her head and glanced at Feng Yao coldly.
"Do you want your Feng family to be destroyed?" Feng Lingluo asked rhetorically.
"I ......" Feng Yao was silent.
Now, he is extremely scared, if Feng Lingluo really informes, even if he doesn't admit it, with a cry, he can naturally prove what he thinks in his heart.
"Shocking, it's not right, can you spare the Feng family......"
Now what can Feng Yao do except be soft, in order to protect the Feng family, he can only bow to Feng Lingluo, and can only beg Feng Lingluo.
"I want you to apologize to me!" Feng Lingluo said coldly.
"Also, half a month ago, did you find someone to pretend to be King An to write a letter to me, and then trick me into going to the barren mountains outside the city, so that people could insult me!" Feng Lingluo endured the sadness in her heart, she just wanted this body to hear whether this father was worthy of her mercy.
Just now, she made a move on Feng Yao, her heart throbbed violently, and the movements on her body were also very stiff, as if she couldn't bear to be ruthless to Feng Yao.
Feng Yao raised his head and watched Feng Ling fall.