Hearing this, Feng Wushuang said with disgust: "No matter how good-looking it is, it's just a wild cat skin that can't be put on the table, and it's thrown on the dead!" If you like it, take it, Miss Ben is not rare! ”

"Slave Miss Xie!" The housekeeper thanked her happily.

Feng Wushuang's eyes immediately darkened, and he commanded ruthlessly: "Remember to chop it into meat paste and feed it to the mice!" ”

Feng Qi was in a daze and listened to all these words.

When the catastrophe came, he was not afraid, and he still slept like a dead pig.

Although Feng Qi had only been cultivating for a short period of ten years, with the assistance of the spiritual power of the spirit bead in her body, she felt as if she had been cultivating for hundreds of years.

A mortal's weapon could not hurt her at all.

Feng Qi was not worried that she would die here, so she could continue to sleep without heart or lungs while listening to Feng Wushuang's master and servant discuss how to dispose of her body.

The only thing that displeased her was that it was too noisy!

The housekeeper picked up the peeling knife placed next to the cutting board and was about to do it, when a maid ran in from outside.

"Miss, Miss Fengqi is here."

Feng Wushuang frowned, and asked coldly, "She came to ask for a cat?" ”

"Yes, Miss."

Thinking of being humiliated by Feng Qi that night, Feng Wushuang became angry, and this breath was condensed in his chest, and he never vented it.

Since Feng Qi took the initiative to send it to the door today, it is just time to teach her a hard lesson!

"Let her in."

After Feng Wushuang's order was issued, the housekeeper and the maid were stunned.

Seeing their puzzled expressions, Feng Wushuang immediately said proudly: "Didn't she come to ask for a cat, I want to see how she took the cat away from me?" I can't help it, I want her to see with her own eyes how this cat died! ”

"Miss, what if Feng Qi tells King Chen about this?"

Feng Wushuang then said: "How could King Chen believe Feng Qi's one-sided words? Besides, this is Fengfu, no matter how powerful King Chen is, he won't search my residence because of a cat, what is there to worry about? ”

Hearing this, the maid withdrew.

Not long after, Butterfly Ji, who was pretending to be Fengqi, walked in from outside.

Dieji frowned at the smell of blood in the dark room, and her eyes moved slightly, and at a glance she saw that she was placed on the cutting board, sleeping like a dead pig.

Butterfly is full of black lines.

Fengqi is definitely the only cat she has ever seen, who is extremely lazy!

Dieji sighed.

It still needs to be pretended.

Then he rushed forward to save the white cat on the chopping board.

Without any accident, two maids immediately stepped forward and grabbed her arms and restricted her movements.

Feng Wushuang looked at her helpless appearance, smiling forward and backward, not at all like everyone's beautiful appearance.

"Fengqi, Fengqi, when you humiliated me that day, you should have thought that you would also have today!"

As he spoke, Feng Wushuang proudly circled around Dieji.

Butterfly Ji deliberately pretended to be weak, pretending to be unable to break free from the shackles of the maid, and begged Feng Wushuang for a while: "What ability do you have to come to me, this is King Chen's cat, if something happens to it, King Chen will definitely not spare you!" ”

"Coming at you? Killing you is as easy as crushing an ant to me Feng Wushuang! But I don't want to kill you right now. Feng Wushuang smiled and said, "Don't you want to get this cat back?" I won't give it to you, I'm going to let you see with your own eyes what will happen if you provoke me! ”