Two days later, King Yong sat in the private room of Cuiyi Pavilion.

Today's show is exotic.

A girl had a stomachache that she couldn't get out of the hut before she came on the field.

Feng Xiying, as a mentor, was forced to play by Han's mother.

Changing into a crop top, Feng Xiying rubbed her hands uneasily backstage.

Originally, Feng Xiying was reluctant to go up, but Han's mother said that there was some news about Lan Qi, if Feng Xiying didn't go up to save the scene, then Lan Qi's affairs, Han's mother would no longer care.

Feng Xiying couldn't tell if what Han's mother said was true or false, but since there was hope, she still had to fight hard.

The performance soon began, Feng Xiying took a few deep breaths and followed a few girls on the stage.

King Yong had already sent someone to secretly search the Qinglou, and he didn't bother to watch the performance under the stage.

I have already seen the big scene of the spring breeze ten miles, although the performance here is a little new, but it is not enough to meet the excitement of the spring breeze ten miles, so I also have a match to watch.

He turned his head and glanced at the performers on stage, and suddenly stared at the person on the stage with wide eyes.

King Yong swept with his afterglow, feeling more and more that he hadn't seen this kind of person for so many years.

It seems that I have to hurry up and find a daughter-in-law for Shide.

The more I looked at it, the more excited I became, and half of my body stuck out of the window.

King Yong coughed: "This king's face has been lost by you." ”

"Lord Wang, come and take a look, why do I think that dancing is a bit like Miss Feng?" When he said this, his voice trembled a little.

Before the words fell, he was thrown away by someone from behind with his collar.

King Yong leaned against the window and looked down.

One of the women dancing on the stage was stiff, veiled, and trying to keep up with the others.

Although he has grown taller and thinner, King Yong recognized it at a glance, it was Feng Xiying!!

King Yong was furious, watching Feng Xiying's snow-white belly twist on the stage, and felt that he had suffered a great humiliation.

I slapped the windowsill hard and leaped downstairs.

King Yong landed firmly on the table, startling the spectators who were drinking at the table.

"Looking for something, aren't you?" The spectator who had been spilled with wine yelled.

The sudden change attracted everyone's attention at once.

The performance on the stage also stopped, and everyone looked at the place where King Yong was.

Feng Xiying stood in the back position, and the light in the corner of King Yong was not very good, Feng Xiying glanced at a vague figure, and then quickly turned his head to observe the escape route.

It's better to make a fuss, the more chaotic the better, so that you have a chance to escape.

"Talking to you! Deaf? Seeing that King Yong didn't react, the spectator still stared at the stage, and rushed over with a fist.

Before he could get closer, King Yong raised his foot and kicked the man directly away.

His companion turned his head to look at the man who was directly fainted on the ground, and several of them went up together.

They floated down from the second floor, stepped on their heads, and the person fell straight down.

Han's mother also came out at this time, and as soon as she clapped her hands, her minions immediately surrounded her.

Here's your chance!

Feng Xiying saw those people leave their positions and quietly moved back off the stage.

"Childe, this is here to smash the field?" Mother Han stepped forward and stared at King Yong coldly.

King Yong watched Feng Xiying slip off the stage, and one flew away and kicked the two people in front of him to chase after him.

"Want to run? Hit me hard! Han's mother gave an order, and the thugs rushed at King Yong and Shide.

King Yong was angry and anxious at this time, and his shots became more and more aggressive, but his eyes kept staring at Feng Xiying.

Seeing Feng Xiying's figure turn a corner and disappear, King Yong was angry and shouted loudly: "Get out!" ”

Several people around were directly shocked by this powerful internal force.

King Yong stepped on them and went directly to the backstage, "Don't run any of them." ”

He turned his head to look at the men who were still standing, and said with a smile: "No problem." ”

The spectators were silent because of King Yong's moment just now, and they were even more frightened to run away when they saw that Han's mother's subordinates were beaten one after another.

Waiting for everyone to lie down, they walked towards Han's mother.

Han's mother retreated again and again: "What are you doing!" Stay back! ”

Pick up smiled and said, "Don't worry, I don't hit women." ”

Then he threw a stick to Han's mother and drew his sword from his waist: "But I kill." ”

Mother Han held the stick in her hand, looked at the sword in her hand again, swallowed her saliva, shouted, and knocked herself unconscious with a stick.

He looked back at a few spectators who were still in place, and asked, "You are also thugs here?" ”

When those people heard this, they hurriedly ran away.

The girls screamed in fright, and with a wave of their swords, everyone fell silent.

He nodded to them with satisfaction, turned around and closed the door of the Cuiyi Pavilion.

Feng Xiying didn't know what was going on in the front hall at the moment, and quickly walked out of the small door in the backstage, and was quickly looking for a way to escape according to the position where Han's mother's men were standing before.

As soon as the door was opened, footsteps could be heard from behind.

Feng Xiying didn't dare to reply, and rushed towards the alley.

"Stop!" There was an angry roar from behind, and Feng Xiying felt a little familiar.

But it matters to run for your life, no matter who he is.

Feng Xiying had just turned a corner, and there was a palm wind approaching behind her.

Feng Xiying leaned against the wall to avoid a sharp turn, and then the back collar was lifted.

Feng Xiying turned around and was about to point the man's acupoint, but it was directly easily pushed away, and her hands were pressed on the top of her head.

If the top can't attack the bottom, Feng Xiying raised his leg and cut off his grandson's foot, and he was ready to get up.

But just an inch off the ground, the person who came directly pressed Feng Xiying's foot down with a knee push, squeezed one foot between the two legs, and pressed Feng Xiying's leg tightly.

It's over, I didn't expect that Mother Han would have such a trick and leave such a master.

Feng Xiying was confined to the wall, unable to move her whole body, and closed her eyes in despair.

Is it OK to bite your tongue and kill yourself? Does it hurt? Will you really die?

Just when Feng Xiying was making up her mind, a voice came from above her head: "Run again!" ”

The more Feng Xiying listened, the more familiar she felt that this voice was familiar, her eyes narrowed slightly, she couldn't imagine that the quality of the clothes this thug was wearing was so good.

But this familiar taste... Feng Xiying's nose moved, why did she seem to be familiar with it?

"Is Miss Feng so degraded that she wants to mix up with the Qinglou now?" King Yong almost gritted his teeth.

Feng Xiying's eyes suddenly widened and she looked up at the person in front of her.

No wonder I feel familiar, isn't this the shadow that I can't erase in my heart?

"What? I was caught by this king, and I have nothing to say? King Yong stared at Feng Xiying's eyes, and there was a monstrous anger in his eyes.

Feng Xiying suddenly remembered where she came from, turned her head to stop looking at King Yong, pinched her throat and said, "Gongzi recognized the wrong person." ”

King Yong laughed angrily: "Do you think that the king can't recognize you through the veil?!" ”