Her father and mother?

Feng Miaomiao's eyebrows grew cold, but her voice was still calm, "Listening to Lord Zhao's meaning, it seems that the grievances between him and his father and mother have already existed?" ”

"You might as well ask your good mother how she used me in the first place and betrayed me mercilessly!" Zhao Tianxiong attached to Feng Miaomiao's ear, and his voice was full of resentment, "Your good mother, obviously she is my childhood sweetheart!" Obviously you made a marriage contract with me since I was a child, but in the end you were with your father! Such a water-based poplar renunciation villain, you say, what should I do? ”

Feng Miao squinted her eyes, and her voice was a little cold, "Lord Zhao, please pay attention to your words!"

"Words?" Zhao Tianxiong chuckled, extremely disdainful, "Do you think Feng Chaobin is a generous person?" I just told him that Ah Yan had a birthmark on his arm, and he didn't have sex with Ah Yan for a month! You say, if I tell him now......"

Zhao Tianxiong's tone paused, but his eyes suddenly brightened up fiercely, he knew what he was going to do.

Even if he dies, he will pull two cushions.

Zhao Tianxiong smiled gloomily, and suddenly shouted at the top of his voice, "Go, the ...... of the Guogong Mansion"

"Father's ......"

Just as Zhao Tianxiong was shouting, an angry call suddenly came from behind him.

Zhao Tianxiong was shocked, looked up sharply, and saw a young man standing on the opposite corridor, his eyes full of anxiety instead of worry, and a little blame.

"Lord Zhao saw his son, but did he have the idea of turning back?"

Feng Miao glanced over, and when she saw the young man standing on the corridor opposite, she hooked her lips slightly, and her eyes sneered, "This seems to be the Zhao family's bloodline that you value the most!"

"Father, how can you be so confused!"

Zhao Tianxiong's eldest son, Zhao Qi, was so frightened when he saw this scene in front of him that he almost didn't kneel, "How can you hurt An Yuan Junjun?" You...... You're embarrassing your son!"

Thinking of the servant girl who had just captured him, and told him that if his father hurt An Yuan Junjun in the slightest, when he had played all his life, Zhao Qi was trembling on both legs, "Father, do you want to accompany the entire Zhao family?" ”

Feng Miaomiao heard Zhao Qi's words, and hooked her lips, "Lord Zhao's son, it's really filial!"

In and out of his words, between his eyebrows, he didn't care about Zhao Tianxiong at all.

Although Feng Miaomiao couldn't see the expression on Zhao Tianxiong's face at the moment, she noticed that the one on her neck was trembling, and she knew that this son was indeed what Zhao Tianxiong valued the most.

Qingxiu is getting more and more capable.

"Feng Miaomiao, shut up!"

Zhao Tianxiong shouted angrily, "You are just an ant in my hands now, if I use a little force, I can destroy the bloodline of the Guogong Mansion and cut off the children and grandchildren of the Guogong Mansion, you say, who is pitiful?" ”

Where would he not be able to hear the mockery in Feng Miaomiao's words, where would he not be able to see that his favorite son was usually the most concerned, all he cared about at the moment was the lives of the Zhao family and himself, and for his father, even if it was a little distance, he could detect it, and he did not have the slightest worry about himself.

But even so, he is happy, his son is like this, and the Zhao family will definitely ...... in the future

Just when Zhao Tianxiong was thinking about how his son would glorify his ancestors in the future, he suddenly noticed a sharp pain in his arm, and he was stunned to see Feng Miaomiao, who had been held hostage by him, standing opposite him with a cold face at this moment.

Dull gaze turned from the blood-stained Feng Miaomiao's face to the side, and Zhao Tianxiong saw Zhao Qi, who was still holding a bow and arrow in his hand, his son.

The special bow and arrow in his hand was specially made by him, because the strength of his arm was too small, and the normal bow and arrow, he was afraid that he would not be able to pull it or hurt himself, so the bow and arrow were smaller than usual.

But the bow and arrow, though small, are unusually sharp.

The tiny short arrow grazed the back of his hand and pierced into his neck, and the loss of blood made Zhao Tianxiong's dull gaze slowly dissipate.

His son, with his well-designed bow and arrows, killed him!

"Lord Zhao, don't be resentful!" Feng Miaomiao stood beside Zhao Tianxiong, watching him reach out and cover his neck, the light in his pupils slowly disappeared, and said coldly, "This...... Isn't that what you've always done? ”

There was Zhao Man in front of him and Zhao Wang in the back, in order to keep the Zhao family, the Zhao family was really skilled in abandoning the car and protecting the handsome.

Zhao Tianxiong opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he slowly swallowed his breath.

It's just that those eyes are still wide, and they don't seem to believe that it was their favorite son who gave him the final blow.

"Girl, are you alright?"

Qingxiu's anxious footsteps made Feng Miaomiao's slightly cold eyebrows slowly return to their usual indifference, "It's okay!"

Turning around, looking at the corners of Qingxiu's red eyes, Feng Miaomiao reached out and poked her eyebrows funny, "Silly girl, do you think if I don't want to, he can hold me hostage?" ”

And so many steps?

Qingxiu sniffed, her distressed gaze fell on Feng Miaomiao's neck, and her eyes turned redder, if she could be more careful, or if she could be held hostage instead of the girl......

"I have something to ask him individually!" Feng Miaomiao noticed Qingxiu's gaze and knew what she was thinking, so she explained lightly, "I just didn't expect ......"

Feng Miaomiao raised her head and frowned slightly at the young man who was holding a bow and arrow on the opposite side and had not yet put it down.

She didn't expect that this Zhao Tianxiong would die in the hands of her own son.

How ironic must it be to abandon a woman and kill his wife, but in the end he died at the hands of his son?

Feng Miaomiao, whose eyes flashed with a mocking light, turned around and looked at Nangong Ye and Nangong Ning who were walking over in a hurry.

"Junjun is a good means, as soon as he makes a move, he first separates his husband and wife, and then he makes a move, he makes a father and son kill each other!"

Nangong Ye thought about making Zhao Tianxiong unlucky, but he never thought of letting him die.

Even if he is dismissed, with Zhao Tianxiong's understanding of Jingzhong and the subordinates he has cultivated, he can still do something for him.

But now......

Nangong Ye's gaze turned to Zhao Tianxiong on the ground, I was afraid that this Zhao family would be completely disgusted by his father.

Nangong Ye, whose mind was moving slightly, looked at the woman standing faintly in front of her, and the idea in her heart that wanted to include her in the hall became stronger and stronger.

"You ......"

Nangong Ye, who was just about to take a step forward, had another figure on the side that was faster than him.

"Don't be afraid, I'll protect you!"

Nangong Ning stepped forward instantly, and in front of everyone, while hugging Feng Miaomiao, he also reached out and patted her head, which was very gentle.

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