Looking at the wind in front of him, he grabbed his back, wrapped himself in an invisibility cloak, and went out through the window and out on a flying skateboard. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, the miniature camera in the room was still playing the roar back and forth.

"Tsk, the young master is too powerful, and he can't stop after so long. ”

"That's right, and it's so rhythmic, every once in a while, it starts all over again. ”

"Is this a long-lasting secret method?"

Outside, a few guards whispered discussions, distracting them and curtailing their desires.

Jiang Yu took the wind calendar and came to a street and alley, which is quite far away from the Feng family, and it is also a lively area, but there are not many people at night.

In one corner, Jiang pre-stripped Feng Li's whole person, and then stuffed it into a stinky hemp pocket.

Hemp pockets, this thing is still powerful.

Tie the open end of the pocket.

Although, it's a bit ruthless, but who told you to run into the master?

......

On the second day, it was hazy and the sky was just dawning.

Feng Li woke up, his whole body was in pain, and yesterday's venting was not finished, so that he was like an injured bird, lying on his stomach softly.

Then, an unimaginable stench swept over.

"Wow!" Feng Li vomited, but it was all in his pocket.

Where is this?!

At this moment, Fengli was going crazy, he remembered that he didn't go to a brothel in the end, how could he be here.

What's the deal with this smell?

No, it's hell!

Feng Li knew that he had been plotted, just like Li Jing, but he really didn't expect that someone would put such a disgusting method on him.

How dare that person? He is a descendant of the Feng family!

In Feng Li's heart, the anger gathered like a volcano, ready to erupt in an instant.

However, when he ran the aura, he found that the pain all over his body was unbearable, and he couldn't gather the aura at all.

This is the sequelae that did not vent after the use of aphrodisiac.

"Damn!" Feng Li endured his nausea and pulled a small hole out of his marijuana pocket.

Suddenly, I saw the crowded street outside.

One of the eyes exposed by the wind appeared with a look of panic.

He hurriedly retracted into his pocket, not daring to show it.

He is a young man of the Feng family, how can people see him like this, so what face does he have in the imperial capital to live, it is better to commit suicide.

At this time, Fengli found that he was undressed, his whole body was bare, there was only a hemp pocket to cover his shame, and even the Sumeru ring was taken away.

No, it's a nightmare!

At this moment, he was like a maggot curled up on a street corner, dirty and weak.

He stinks all over his body, and every time he takes a breath, he has to spit out something, but he can't do without this dirty marijuana bag, because once he leaves, his identity will be exposed, and others will see him lying naked in a beggar's dirty marijuana bag.

What should I do?Feng Li fell into despair in his heart, as if he was going to be trapped in this filthy pocket for the rest of his life.

He couldn't believe it, it was him!

The Feng family of that scenery is big and young, and the in-laws of the little county king, but now it has been reduced to this.

......

In the brothel, the stewards and guards yawned.

"Young Master, are you alright?" asked the steward.

"Lord Steward, the young master has been holding out for three or four hours yesterday, and now he is sleeping, which is worthy of the young master. The guards boasted.

Three or four hours, the steward was also surprised, this is too long, it seems, he is really old, thinking of his performance last night, the steward's face is slightly red.

"Okay, you guard the young master, and I'll take care of the store. The steward said.

The sun rises every day and opens on time, which is a matter of business reputation.

The steward returned to the Windy County Shop, only to see a beggar curled up in a hemp bag and slowly crawl out of the Windy County Shop.

"Fortunately, I came early, otherwise you would have really tarnished the name of our Feng family. ”

The steward took three steps and two steps, and in a few breaths he was in front of the filthy bag of marijuana.

A foul stench came.

"Vomit!" couldn't help it, and the steward vomited wildly.

Damn, why does it smell like this again?!

"Get out!" he shouted.

This time, no matter what happened, he must not let the last time happen.

What kind of beggars and the like, they can't have anything to do with the Feng family.

Feng Li heard the voice of the steward, and he was so excited that he burst into tears, he crawled all the way, experienced the darkest period of his life, and he could feel that everyone around him was despising him.

He felt a deep sense of shame, and hated the man who plotted against him to the extreme, and wanted to cut him with a thousand knives, peel and cramp.

"Wait, no, I can't reveal my identity yet, otherwise there will be so many people passing by at the gate, and someone will definitely notice. ”

The wind is in a hurry, and I don't know what to do for a while.

When the steward saw that the beggar was not leaving, his brows furrowed.

This hemp bag must be the masterpiece of the behind-the-scenes forces targeting the Feng family, and most of them are descendants of the Feng family, but in order not to affect the reputation of the Feng family.

"Someone, throw this garbage bag out of the city, and hold his mouth and don't let him speak. ”

The steward commanded.

This subordinate, since it has become like this, it is better to be expelled directly from the Feng family, and it will be a hundred.

He looked at the filthy hemp bag again, revealing a hint of disdain and disgust.

Fengli is thinking about how to get out of the current predicament quietly and without revealing his identity.

The best thing is to let someone carry him into a hidden place, change him, and then come out as a big man of the Feng family.

It's just that now the steward is too far away from him to command secretly.

What to do?

At that moment, the steward's command was heard.

Feng Li was stunned for a moment, the whole person was stupid, and then he became angry.

Bastard, you minion, are you looking for death?!

Feng Li's face was red, and he wanted to yell out, but he was afraid of revealing his identity, otherwise he would really have no face in the imperial capital, and the family would not let a junior with such a stain inherit the head of the family.

No, is the steward a spy of another family?

Feng Li remembered that his abnormality yesterday must have been drugged, and he was the only one in the house at that time, and it was impossible for him to drug himself by himself, so there was only the steward.

When I think of this, Fengli is going crazy.

When he gets out of the predicament in front of him, he must torture this spy to the point that life is worse than death.

The guards obeyed the steward's orders, and their faces were extremely reluctant.

Why are they doing the dirty work every time?

These damn beggars, all running to them.

They endured the smell and approached, and they didn't vomit again after the last experience.

Well! Now!

Wind Calendar Dark Road.

He had to quietly send a message to the two guards, and let them take him to a small courtyard in the middle of nowhere to be washed, with the majesty of his Feng family, this order was not easy.

"I'm the eldest young master, ...... immediately," he whispered.

"Shut up!"

The guard let out a low roar, and he forced his nausea through his marijuana pocket, covered Fengli's mouth, and the other guard lifted the man up and walked out of the city.

Feng Li was stunned, and his head was blank.

How so!?

Could it be that these two guards are also spies?

Fengli struggled, but his body was injured at this time, and he did not recover, and he couldn't struggle at all.

"Move what, move and then throw you to feed the dogs. ”

One of the guards shouted, tiptoe up and kicked Fengli's ass.

"The shop of our Feng family is also qualified to be approached by you, a dirty beggar. ”

My own place, where I'm not qualified to come close, you bastards looking for death.

Fengli is going crazy.

He felt his whole life fall into despair and wanted to scream, but one of the guards covered his mouth so tightly that he couldn't spit out a word.

I don't know how long later, he was thrown into a wet haystack, and all kinds of filthy things on it were the beggar's nest outside the city where Jiang pre-found a hemp pocket.

The two guards clapped their hands and walked away quickly.

When I go back, I have to wash my hands for half an hour, which is really unlucky.