Feng Jiu raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Blood affection? Do you dare to tell me anything about blood kinship? Is it true that when my father fell, my Fengfu would be so bullied? Take charge of my Feng family? Are you worthy of it? ”

Hearing this, the faces of everyone in the second room changed again and again, looking at this woman who no longer concealed her words, her words were sharp and her expression was indifferent, and at this moment they knew that she was playing with them when she opened her head!

She never thought of letting them join the Feng family, and she never thought of letting them take charge of the Feng Mansion! She just wanted to humiliate them and embarrass them!

"Okay, you Feng Qingge! Good! Very good! ”

The middle-aged man was so angry that he gritted his teeth, handed over his injured and unconscious son to the people behind him to take care of, he strode towards her and said angrily: "Today, let me discipline you well on behalf of Feng Xiao!" ”

Seeing the middle-aged man walking towards her, the faces of the eight Feng Wei changed slightly, and said: "He is the second room who just entered the Martial Sect last month, even if the eldest lady is good, it is only because of her agility, I am afraid that she will suffer if she is against him." ”

"Let's go up and help! Dare to bully the eldest lady on the territory of Fengfu? It's like looking for death! ”

"Like, are we really decorations?"

"Let's go!"

A few people drank and just stepped forward, but at this time, they saw the cold frost coming and blocking their way.

"Don't go and cause trouble for your master."

The cold voice and the expressionless look made her look like an iceberg beauty, and the tight-fitting black clothes added a touch of coldness to her, a little less feminine softness, and some were just cold.

"He's a martial sect, can the master deal with it?" Luo Yu was slightly stunned, and when he asked this, he felt a little incredible in his heart.

Leng Shuang has been with her master for a long time, if her master can't deal with her, she should be the first to rush up, but now she has come to stop them, she can only say......

The master's strength is enough to deal with a middle-aged man at the level of that martial sect?

Hiss! Is this possible?

Thinking of this, he gasped, and looked at the white figure in a stunned manner.

When the other people heard this, their eyes also looked at the white figure with a bit of incredulity.

They had seen her bewitching and dazzling when she wore red, it was a kind of wanton arrogance, and she exuded a light of confidence and dignity, and now she was dressed in white in the matinees, and when she first saw her, she gave people a gentle and harmless feeling, like a docile sheep, without a little aggression.

However, this was only an illusion given at the first sight, otherwise the young man before would not have screamed so violently.

Thinking of the stick she shot down, several people trembled, swallowed their saliva and unconsciously clamped their legs.

Worried about her? Perhaps, they are really fooling around.

And in the martial arts training field, Feng Jiu, who was holding a round wooden stick, watched the middle-aged man stride angrily, and raised his palm with a dark energy to slap her face.

She raised her eyebrows, threw the wooden stick in her hand back, and struck it directly with her bare hand, clasping his wrist swinging down at a strange speed.

The moment he moved out of place, he flashed sideways, twisted his wrist backwards, snapped it with a click, and put his other hand on his shoulder at the same time and pulled his entire arm down.

"Shhhh

The sharp pain hit without warning, making the middle-aged man scream, more shocked and frightened......