Feng is light, Feng is light, even if you are all over the country, rich in wealth, and talented, so what? Not a short-lived one? She Feng Huanlian doesn't believe it, it's good that Feng Qingli can live for two years!

Feng Huanlian's words really shocked Feng Qingqing. yes, how long will she live? For others, this warm sunshine is simply not worth mentioning, but, for her, it is like a luxury, out of reach.

However, the master said that as long as she followed the medical skills he taught, she would have no problem living for one or two decades in this case, and besides, she knew how to heal, she had already studied for more than seven or eight years, and she could heal herself in unexpected situations.

After stabilizing his mood, Feng Qingqing said to Feng Huanlian, "Sister, I'm afraid this matter won't be able to be done in a year and a half, and tell the old man that I can live for one or two decades." As soon as the words fell, Feng Qingqing's restaurant that had already been booked arrived.

It's luxurious and understated, and despite its bustling location, it's very quiet. Besides, Feng Qingqing has already chartered the venue today.

Hearing this, Feng Huanlian's breath stagnated, as if she had heard something incredible, and her fingertips turned white.

Feng is light, this is not right, at the beginning, Mo Ruhua, Young Master Mo saved you with nine deaths, but you stupidly think that it was my Feng Huanlian who saved you, shouldn't you treat me well?

"Sit down" Feng Qingqing sat down and said to Feng Lian who was standing.

Feng Skirt Lian also sat down.

"Lightness, so to speak, is a matter of property...... Is it fake? ”

"Well, I can't say that, Feng, I don't want to do it, I still have to trouble you"

"Hehe, Feng Qingqing, I'm really fed up with you!"

“…… Sister, what's wrong with you? ”

"Hmph, keep calling me sister, do you treat me as your sister? Why am I not as good as you in your presence, no matter how noblely I dress? Why?! Why, you came out superior to others in your life, why?! Why can you inherit the Feng family's huge inheritance and I can't? It's all fucking fart! ”

Hearing this, Feng Qingqing frowned

"Feng Qingqing, I'm really fed up with you, you always put on a self-conscious appearance, feel that we are not worthy of talking to you, always look like you are rejecting people, do you think you are better than us? Aren't they all still people?! ”

"Feng light, Feng light, now you don't stupidly think that it was me who flowed you out of that hell forest in the first place? I'm telling you, not at all! It's Mo Like Birch, the Mo Like Birch that you have always hated! ”

"Dong" Hearing Feng Huanlian's words, the protective door in Feng Qingqing's heart completely collapsed, her sister, who has been good for ten years, is actually the person who has always thought about her property, and that ink is like a birch is the one who saves herself from nine deaths!

"You, what did you say?" Feng Qingqing's surprised tone was undisguised

"Oh, I'm saying it ten times and a hundred times won't change that fact! Feng Qingli, you fool! Hahaha" Feng Huanlian laughed wildly, and suddenly as if she realized something, she suddenly pushed Feng Qingli down the stairs.

The sound of "bang bang" one after another was the sound of Feng Qingqing's body smashing on the stairs, and it smashed on Feng Qingqing's heart

"I'm sorry, my good sister, only if you die, your hundreds of millions of wealth will be mine!"