Spit out Chang Xiao in his mouth, Feng Qingyao glared at Feng Wuxin angrily, still stiff and loud, "Feng Wuxin!" Don't be complacent, sooner or later I'm going to kill you! Chop you up and feed it to the dogs! ”

Feng Wuxin was tired of hearing these words.

"Just play a sentence or two and have a good time! Whether you can get out of my hands alive or not is still unknown, and I'm afraid it's too early to say this! ”

She was quite impatient, grabbed Feng Qingyao's shoulder blades, and then raised her foot and kicked her leg crook, forcing her to kneel.

Feng Qingyao had suffered such humiliation, or was humiliated by a well-known waste like Feng Wuxin, and she was not convinced at the moment, twisting her body and struggling.

Seeing that his young lady was so embarrassed, the slave a few meters away seemed to be unable to hold back, and the aura lingered in his hand, ready to move.

Feng Wu was not in a hurry, and put the dagger on Feng Qingyao's neck, "My dagger doesn't have eyes, you'd better be honest!" ”

Coolness climbed up Feng Qingyao's neck, her body trembled uncontrollably, and the dagger instantly cut a bloody mark on her bare neck.

Realizing that Feng Wu's heart was genuine, Feng Qingyao began to panic, and those servants did not dare to act rashly.

"Feng Wu Heart...... Don't kill me......"

Feng Qingyao hung her head, her voice trembled slightly, and she actually cried.

Feng Wu ignored her tears, and there was a piercing coldness in his eyes, "Please, beg me, I won't kill you!" ”

Feng Qingyao knelt on the ground, and Pang Lijuanxiu's face was mixed with blood and tears, very embarrassed.

Let her beg for such a waste as Feng Wuxin, it is better to let her die.

But she didn't want to die yet......

She looked up at Feng Wuxin, her eyes full of hatred and resentment.

"Feng Wu Heart ......"

Feng Wu let out a lazy 'um' in his heart, waiting with his ears on her words begging for mercy below, but he didn't hear it for a long time.

She squatted down and raised the dagger in her hand, "Feng Qingyao, have you ever heard of backgammon?" ”

Feng Qingyao looked at the dagger in her hand, couldn't stop trembling, and hurriedly shook her head.

"Well, it's the same black and white as Go, the same chessboard, but it's a little simpler. At the intersection of straight and horizontal lines on the board, whichever side forms the quintex first wins. ”

Feng Wuxin said as he made a demonstration on the ground with a dagger.

Suddenly, she raised her eyes to look at Feng Qingyao, and said seriously: "You said, if you draw a chessboard on your face......"

The tone was sly, but it made Feng Qingyao feel desperate.

She looked at Feng Wuxin in horror, as if it was not Feng Wuxin in front of her, but a man-eating devil.

Her face already has a scar, if it is drawn into a chessboard......

She didn't dare to think about it, so she immediately crawled at the feet of Feng Wuxin, and even cried and shouted to compensate her.

"I was wrong, sister, I know I was wrong...... My sister doesn't dare anymore! Please let my sister spare me for the sake of our family! ”

Feng Qingyao played the emotional card, but unfortunately it didn't play the slightest role in front of Feng Wuxin.

She narrowed, "It's not what I want to hear, re-speak." ”

Feng Qingyao looked at her blankly, didn't she say begging for mercy? She begged! What else do you want to do?

"Then I'll give you a hint! The Seventh Prince......"

After fusing his memories with the original owner, Feng Wuxin couldn't remember at all who he was thrown off the cliff by.

In the chaos in his mind, he vaguely remembered what the original owner was with before he died.

And with the identity of the original owner, how could he think that he could see the Seventh Prince, someone must be arranging it......

Hearing the Seventh Prince, Feng Qingyao gritted her teeth and squeezed out an unwilling voice, "It's the ...... I discussed with the second sister."

"You're just a waste, how can you be engaged to the Seventh Prince! Do you deserve it! ”