"Feng Wu Heart!"

As soon as the flaming finch withdrew its wings, an angry voice resounded throughout the riverbank.

Following the prestige, I saw a pink-clothed girl sitting on the back of the leading flaming sparrow, and the arrogant expression on her beautiful face seemed to break through the sky.

She rolled over and got off the flaming sparrow, walked up to Feng Wuxin's side, and began to look up and down.

After seeing that Feng Wuxin was a little dirty on his body, there was nothing else unusual, and the two beautiful eyebrows were about to be screwed together.

She obviously saw that the Seventh Prince sent someone to beat her to death, why is she still alive, and she doesn't even have any wounds on her body?

"Feng Qingyao, have you seen enough?"

Feng Wuxin really doesn't like people staring at her like this, especially the people she hates.

Feng Qingyao stared at Feng Wuxin viciously, her eyes full of disdain, "Hmph, Miss Ben, what's wrong with you!" It's a blessing for you to be seen by Miss Ben! Why don't you kneel down for Miss Ben! ”

Although the original Feng Wuxin was the daughter of the Feng family, she was bullied by the two sisters because she was born with wastewood.

At first, she would also resist, but after Feng Qinghe and Feng Qingyao began to cultivate, she didn't even have room to resist, so she could only bear everything silently, trying that the two sisters could let her go, but in exchange for only intensifying the bullying.

And now, she is not a weak and incompetent bun like the original owner!

"Let me kneel for you?" Feng Wuxin chuckled, "Feng Qingyao, are you dreaming?" ”

was ridiculed by Feng Wuxin, Feng Qingyao was annoyed and ashamed, a waste dared to talk to her like this!

"Feng Wuxin, Miss Ben doesn't remember the pain of being beaten!"

With that, he pulled out the soft whip from his waist and threw it towards Feng Wuxin.

The long whip pierced the air, and the hunt rattled.

Seeing that it was about to fall, Hua Qingtian wanted to help Feng Wuxin block this whip, but Feng Wuxin was already one step ahead of her, pushed her to Mo Yi's side, and flew up to meet her!

Just when everyone thought that Feng Wuxin was going to be a strong whip, Feng Wuxin actually caught the whip that Feng Qingyao swung over.

Feng Qingyao didn't believe her eyes a little.

Not to mention that this whip used her seven successful powers, and she could directly send Feng Wuxin, a waste, to the West Heaven.

The dense barbs on her soft whip alone were enough to make people shudder.

But Feng Wuxin actually caught her whip with her bare hands, and her expression was so indifferent!

Catching up with Feng Qingyao's incredulous gaze, Feng Wu's heart hooked the corners of his lips, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

"Feng Qingyao, what you owe me, why don't you pay it all back today!"

Before the words fell, Feng Wuxin pulled the soft whip hard, Feng Qingyao was caught off guard, staggered two steps, and her face almost scraped on her soft whip.

She exclaimed, and with her other hand she quickly pinched the barrier to stabilize her body.

Looking at the smile on Feng Wuxin's face, Feng Qingyao jumped like thunder, "Feng Wuxin!" Even if Miss Ben can't kill you today, she must destroy your eyesy face! ”

Feng Wu sneered, "Ruining my face? Let's see who ruins whose face first! ”

She jerked off the soft whip in her hand and quickly pulled out the dagger that had been trained with blood.

What would it be like to use a dagger forged with the blood of an ancient beast?

Why don't you try it with Feng Qingyao's face!

Feng Wu smiled wickedly, but Feng Qingyao was chilled when he saw it.

She clenched the soft whip in her hand, and pretended to be calm: "I want to compare with Miss Ben's nine-section whip with a broken dagger!" If you kneel down for Miss Ben, Miss Ben will read a game of our sisters, and maybe she will leave you a whole corpse! ”

"I think you'd better ask for more blessings!"

Too lazy to talk nonsense with Feng Qingyao, Feng Wuxin jumped in front of her.

The cold dagger was getting closer and closer, and Feng Qingyao didn't know how to deal with it for a while, so she had to wave the nine-section whip in her hand indiscriminately.

Feng Wuxin saw that she was messed up, and he was amused in his heart, so he directly pulled her whip and tied her up.

The fine thorns pierced into Feng Qingyao's wrist, and blood flowed immediately.