"Feng Wuwu, isn't it good to follow this seat? Jun Mo Dye can give it to you, and this seat can also give it. ”

Baili Heze saw that Feng was carefree and lowered his eyebrows, his face was full of loneliness, and his heart was very uncomfortable.

He took out a stack of title deeds from his bosom and handed them neatly to her, "Be obedient, this seat can still spoil you to the sky." ”

"Your so-called pet is to lock your master in a secret room? Give food when you are happy, and be hungry for two days when you are unhappy? ”

Feng Wuwu indifferently glanced at the thick stack of land deeds in his hand, and there was no wave in his heart.

A gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way.

The ill-gotten gains of the hundred miles of Heze, don't do it.

"Feng Wuwu, you don't want to toast or eat."

"So, what are you going to do?"

Baili Heze blushed, one hand clasped the back of her head, and the other hand suddenly moved to her flat abdomen, "Give birth to a child for this seat, and this seat will allow you a lifetime of glory." ”

"Are you sick?" Feng Wuwu shook off his hand that was clinging to her abdomen in disgust.

"Feng Wuwu, this seat is serious."

"Baili Heze, you listen well. I won't give you a child in this life, in the next life, in the next life. ”

"To be born or not, to you?"

Baili Heze was very annoyed, leaned over, and pressed her to the ground, "If you don't give birth to this seat, do you want to dye Junmo alive?" ”

“………”

Feng Wuwu had never thought about this problem, she felt that things like giving birth to children were too far away from her.

"If you can't get it in this seat, don't think about it."

Baili Heze's eyes were bloodshot, because of anger, his eyeballs were slightly convex, and the blue tendons on his pale cheeks were bursting up, which was particularly terrifying.

Seeing this, Feng Wuwu always felt that Baili Heze faintly had a sign of going mad, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

If it goes on like this, Baili Heze may do even more perverted things.

With nothing to do, Feng Wuwu had to change his words, "Where can the master give birth to a child?" Don't you see the sexy Adam's apple that seduces and sin around your neck? ”

Baili Heze glanced at her almost negligible Adam's apple, and was noncommittal.

"Ye's body has long been poisoned, not only will he not be able to give birth to children, but his body will become more and more like a man. So, you'd better die the heart of the 'Golden House Treasurer' as soon as possible. In another two years, Ye Xing may have developed like a normal man. ”

"Who poisoned it?"

"What? Want to avenge your grandfather? ”

Baili Heze responded in a deep voice, "Anyone who has hurt you deserves to die." ”

"Are you considered someone who has hurt your master?"

The corners of Feng Wuwu's lips hooked a playful arc, since she crossed, the person who hurt her the most was not Baili Heze?

Although, she didn't remember that she had a skin-to-skin relationship with Baili Heze, just thinking about it, her heart deserved to die.

Boom –

Baili Heze clenched his hands into fists, wiped Feng Wuwu's cheeks, and pounded the cold and hard dragon pattern stone bricks, "If you force this seat, this seat doesn't mind pulling out your tongue with my own hands." ”

"The National Teacher is really majestic! can't say that the master, he actually moved his mind on the master's three-inch incorruptible tongue. ”

"I'm not trying to force you. Can't you just give in? ”

Baili Heze took a deep breath, he finally understood why Jun Moran was always so angry with Feng Wuxian.

Her annoying skills are really good.

But he had already learned that she was a woman, and he was reluctant to attack her every time he was angry.

"I can't."

Feng Wuwu bluntly rejected his proposal, and took advantage of his anger to break free of the ribbon wrapped around his wrist with brute force, stretched his arms back, and slammed the half-human-high blue and white porcelain towards Baili Heze's forehead.

Suddenly, there was an uproar with the cracking of porcelain.

Baili Heze's forehead bloomed, and blood continued to spurt out.

Feng Wuwu's hands were no better, and they were all covered in blood by the porcelain slag.

Outside the secret room, Jun Moran suddenly heard the sound of porcelain breaking from inside the wall, and there was a trace of doubt in his black and golden eyes.

Fu Yeshen's expression was slightly condensed, he stared at the wall in front of him nervously, and said urgently, "Regent, Feng Wuwu is really not in the mansion, please go back." ”

Jun Moran ignored it, raised Kong Wu's powerful arm, and slammed it into the wall with a punch of ten layers of internal force.

"Your hand ...... king"

Chasing Feng stared anxiously at Jun Moran's fist embedded deep in the wall, fearing that his hand would be scrapped.

In the next moment, the wall collapsed.

Jun Mo slowly withdrew his bloody hand, staring at the broken walls and ruins all over the ground in a daze, his heart was empty and uncomfortable.

A hint of cunning flashed in Fu Yeshen's eyes, pretending to be angry, and his voice was fierce, "Regent, what are you doing here?" Didn't I tell you that Feng Wuwu is not in the Fu Mansion! Even if you tear down all the courtyard walls of the Fu Mansion, it won't help. ”

At this moment, Chasing Wind has taken the Shadow Guard and turned the Fu Mansion upside down, but still found nothing.

Iron Hand even led several hounds and walked all over the corners of the Fu Mansion, but still did not find a single clue.

It stands to reason that Feng Wuwu is very likely to be taken to another place by Baili Heze.

It's just that Jun Moran always feels that Feng Wuwu is very close to him, so close that he seems to be able to feel her breath.

In the middle of the night, he walked to the couch, stared at the unwrinkled quilt, and fell into deep thought.

The more no trace is left, the more likely it is that Feng Wuwu is still in the mansion.

It's a pity that he didn't pay attention to Fu Yeshen, and for a while, it was difficult to figure out how many secret rooms there were in Fu's mansion.

"Say, where is Feng Wuwu?"

Jun Mo Ran's patience was exhausted, and in the blink of an eye, he put Shang Fang's sword on Fu Yeshen's neck.

"If you want to add sin, why should you do it?"

Fu Yeshen shrugged his shoulders slightly, and said with a smile, "Regent, are you really here to find someone?" Or is it deliberately causing trouble on the grounds of finding someone? I heard that a few hours ago, the Ziyang Temple was burned to ashes by a fire, and the Taoist priests in the temple were killed and injured countless times. At this time, are you planning to set another fire and burn down the Fu Mansion? ”

"Don't say? Then die. ”

The killing intent in Jun Mo's eyes suddenly appeared, and Shang Fang's sword, which had been sealed for many years, suddenly came out of its sheath.

In the next moment, the sword flickered, and the blood color diffused in the beard, and Fu Yeshen had an extra sword wound on his neck.

At the last moment, Prince Yu, Prince Rong, Prince De, King Chen and others poured into the Fu Mansion with important ministers from the court.

Even Jimo Yinren came from the palace.

"Ah Ran, don't be rash." Jimo Zichen quietly blocked in front of Fu Yeshen, afraid that Jun Mo would have an impulse and really kill Fu Yeshen with a knife.

Although even Mo Zichen was also very disgusted with Fu Yeshen, he must not die in the hands of Jun Mo Ran.

First, Fu Yeshen is the first work in the east, and he can paint a portrait of the murderer by only relying on the autopsy, and also rehabilitates Zhaoxue for many people who shouted injustice and were imprisoned. Therefore, he is also quite famous in the east.

Moreover, a few hours ago, Jun Mo dyed and burned down the Ziyang Temple, which had an extremely bad impact.

You must know that Ziyangguan is regarded as the birthplace of the dragon vein in the east, and once the Ziyangguan is burned, Jun Mo Dye will inevitably suffer from the verbal criticism of the three thousand politicians in the east.

In this situation, Jun Moran can only pay attention step by step, carefully deal with the impeachment of important ministers, and must not act rashly.

"Get out of the way."

Jun Moran's voice suddenly turned cold, and he was too lazy to take care of the overall situation.

If Feng Wuwu can't be found, even if Fu Yeshen dies, it will be difficult to solve the hatred in his heart.

"Ah Ran, can you calm down? She may just be lost, and she may not be able to return to the hospital at dawn. Ji Mo Zichen stood still in front of Fu Yeshen, and said without a smile.

Prince Yu took a deep look at Ji Mo Zichen, and he suddenly realized that Ji Mo Zichen might not be as sloppy as he was.

However, Ji Mo Zichen is indeed a little romantic, and the fact that he suffers from flower willow disease has already spread all over the five countries and all over the world.

For a while, Prince Yu couldn't see through whether Jimo Zichen was really stupid, or if he was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Jun Moran coldly stared at the important ministers of the court who flocked into Fu Yeshen's bedroom, his thin lips opened lightly, and his voice was like a thousand years of frost, "Tonight, this king is bound to find Feng Wuwu." If Feng Wuwu has three longs and two shorts, you should be ready to bury him. ”

As soon as he said this, the ministers panicked.

Even Prince Yu, who has always been calm, spoke, "Regent, don't worry. This king is willing to send elite soldiers from the palace to assist you in finding the Feng Gongzi from Beili. ”

He bit the word "Beili" very hard, intending to remind the important ministers that Feng Wuwu was not a citizen of the east, and Jun Moran was looking for a fallen general who was expelled from Beili, so it was not appropriate to make such a big move.

Prince Rong echoed in a loud voice, "This king is also willing to send elite soldiers from the palace to assist the regent in searching for Feng Wuwu with all his might." ”

However, there were still many people present who did not buy Jun Modye's account.

"Lord Regent, Donglin is not thin on you! How can you burn the Ziyang Temple for an inconsequential person? ”

"That is, the Ziyang View is a place of gathering qi in the east of the king's vein. But you have burned it with a fire, what is your purpose? ”

"The death of the birth and death of the hundred miles of country is uncertain, and you are a killer of the loyal Yipin. Regent, you are not afraid to be rejected by the people of the East! ”

………

Jun Moran was upset, he just wanted to find Feng Wuwu as soon as possible, and he was so angry that he even had murderous intentions towards this group of stereotypical and old-fashioned old-fashioned ones.

Seeing this, Jimo Yinren repeatedly pushed aside the sword-bearing guards who were blocking him, and flew into Jun Mo Ran's arms.

He tilted his head, his crystal eyes fixed on Jun Mo Ran, who had a cold face, and whispered, "Regent, don't be angry. I also like Feng Wuwu very much, I can't find him, I'm as anxious as you are. ”

"Let go."

"Don't let go. Regent, promise me how about going back and resting first? You have to believe in Feng Wuwu's ability, he will definitely be able to turn evil into good fortune and return safely. ”

Even Mo Zichen also echoed, "Ah Ran, don't be rash. ”

Fu Yeshen slowly wiped the blood on his neck with a handkerchief in his sleeve, smiled with his lips and teeth, and said leisurely, "Regent, Feng Wuwu is really not in the Fu Mansion, please go back." ”

"Regent, for the sake of my face, how about sparing Fu Yeshen?"

Jimo Yinren didn't want anything to happen to Jun Mo at all.

Although Jun Moran always likes to bully him, he knows that Jun Moran has indeed blocked a lot of trouble for him.

If there was no Jun Mo Ran, he would definitely not be able to sit on the throne.

"Go home."

Jun Moran finally calmed down and hurried out of the Fu Mansion.

Rather than wasting time with these stubborn old-fashioned veterans, he should find another way.