Feng Yemei lay on the bed, her eyes slightly closed, her hands on her abdomen, and gently stroked.

Suddenly, Feng Yemei's eyes opened, her eyes became a little cold, and even faintly evil, but soon, her eyes became gentle.

Jumping up from the bed and landing softly, without the slightest sound, she quickly walked to the window and opened a corner of the curtain.

Outside the window is the back street, it is early in the morning, and there is no one in the community.

Feng Yemei gently pushed open the window, and then quickly got out, climbed along the edge of the window to the next door, and then skillfully opened the window and jumped in.

She stayed in room 308, but 307 was also booked by her, but with another person's ID card.

Standing behind the door, Feng Yemei put her ear behind the door, and in the next room, someone was finally knocking on the door.

The handsome man stood at the door of room 308, frowning slightly, then took out a card from his body and inserted it into the crack of the door.

The door was easily opened by him, but he didn't immediately dodge in, but waited for half a minute before he frowned and walked in.

As he expected, the room was empty, except for the windows being opened.

Touching the sheets, still warm, the handsome man came to the window and looked at the street below.

The wind blew gently, a little cool, there were not many pedestrians on the street, sparsely pulled, and there were a few elderly people exercising in the morning.

"It's pretty fast."

The handsome man whispered to himself, then stuck his head out of the window and looked left and right, and immediately his face changed, and he quickly rushed out of the room.

He opened the door to room 307, but there was still no one.

Feng Yemei had already arrived at the lobby of the hotel at this time, she did not check out, but tightened the clothes on her body and quickly flashed out of the hall.

When the handsome man walked out of the hotel, he had a faint smile on his face.

"I taught you, I want to see how long you can escape."

The back of the handsome man disappeared at the end of the street.

Feng Yemei was still sitting in the back seat of an Audi A6 in the parking lot at the entrance of the hotel, she looked at the direction where the handsome man disappeared, and did not get out of the car immediately.

After about ten minutes, the handsome man appeared in front of the hotel again.

It took another ten minutes for the handsome man to walk out of the hotel, and it was obvious that he had searched two rooms again, but still found nothing, so his face was a little ugly at this time.

Sitting in the car, Feng Yemei didn't leave, and her face was also not very good.

This hotel can never go back, the room does not have to be returned, she doesn't care about the deposit of more than 1,000 yuan, she is just thinking, where to go next?

Looking down at her slightly bulging belly, she smiled wryly and whispered, "Sometimes, I really want to kill you!" ”

That being said, her hands were very gentle on her stomach, and there was a faint maternal glow in the corners of her eyes.

She suddenly thought of Du Zhenyu again, her eyes became a little indifferent, and her emotions were a little complicated.

It's all because of you!

Half an hour later, Feng Yemei drove to the foot of the South Shrine Mountain, she slowly walked towards the top of the mountain, and the morning sun fell on her, as if she had been plated with a layer of gold dust.

She has a beautiful appearance, beautiful facial features, and although her figure looks a little fat, it is still a beautiful scenery, and men along the way can't help but take a few more glances when they see her.

It's a pity that she doesn't squint, and there is no one in her eyes.

She has always been a little prejudiced against men, if someone dared to look at her like this before, most of them would make her unhappy, and even kill people ruthlessly, but now it is different, she no longer looks at anyone, and she doesn't care about anyone.

There is only scenery in the eyes, there is a person in the stomach, and there are two people in the heart, one is a very fearful existence, and the other is a very hateful existence.

The scenery on the top of the mountain is good, the pine waves are gusting, and a light breeze blows, blowing Feng Yemei's long hair lightly, making her temperament seem much more elegant.

She walked casually through the woods, squinting slightly, as if enjoying the fresh air.

Suddenly, she stopped.

She had to stop because she was stopped in her way.

Old Song looked at Feng Yemei and smiled slightly.

"Du Zhenyu is looking for you."

Her eyes became a little cold and a little impatient, Feng Yemei looked at Song Lao and frowned, "What does this have to do with me?" ”

"I have known the grievances between you for a long time, but now that you are pregnant with his flesh and blood, the child is innocent, for the sake of the child, maybe you should be together." Song Lao Dao.

"What does this have to do with you?"

The two of them reveal how complicated and impatient Feng Yemei's mood is.

"I also know that you actually like him, and he also likes you." Song Lao continued: "Life in the world, just a few decades, you have to learn to let go, only let go, in order to finally gain, this is the joy and meaning of life, if you obsess, you can't get happiness, he can't get happiness, the child in your belly, will not be happy in the future." ”

"I know you're a master." Feng Yemei said suddenly: "But if you don't give way, I will really try to kill you, don't forget, I have killed many people before, although you are old, but kill you, I will not have any guilt, because everything is caused by yourself." ”

Song Lao smiled slightly and sighed, "You can try." ”

Feng Yemei's face changed, and she suddenly slapped her palm at Song Lao.

Song Lao's body did not move, and his face did not change.

But Feng Yemei's palm did not fall on Song Lao, not because she was soft-hearted, but because the palm really couldn't fall on Song Lao.

Song Lao has superb internal skills, and he has long had a protective qi, so no matter how hard Feng Yemei tried, her palm was still two inches away from Song Lao.

Just two inches, which was originally a tiny distance, was almost negligible.

But at this time, these two inches have become extremely far away, and they can never be crossed.

This is the essential gap between kung fu masters and internal masters.

"I really can't kill you." Feng Yemei withdrew her palm, suddenly like a deflated ball, and said a little pitifully: "Then how can I beg you?" Please let me pass! ”

Seeing Feng Yemei's expression, Song Lao's heart softened and said, "Okay." ”

Song Lao took a step to the side.

Feng Yemei and Song Lao passed by, she walked to the edge of the cliff and looked at the rising sun in the east.

Song Lao followed behind her, but this time, she didn't let the other party leave.

The two stood in one place with a tacit understanding, and they were silent.

After a long time, Song Lao said: "I know that you are an orphan, you also know that he is also an orphan, you are all pitiful, I am not an orphan, but my experience is not much better than you, I have a wife, I died of illness when I was young, I have a son, and then he learned badly, and was finally killed, so, we are all poor people." ”

Feng Yemei frowned slightly.

Song Lao's persuasion did not please her.

The emotional card has always been useless to her.

At least that's what she thinks.

But Song Lao didn't give up, he didn't seem to be persuading, but like he was confiding: "Do you know who killed my son?" ”

Feng Yemei didn't answer, saying that she didn't care about these things.

"He was killed by the Shadow Dragon." Old Song was talking to himself, not caring if Feng Yemei was really listening to him.

When he said this, Song Lao looked a little pitiful, just like a really lonely old man, sighed, and said again: "Do you know the shadow dragon? ”

Feng Yemei's face changed slightly, and she finally became a little interested.

Shadow Dragon, who is too famous in Huaxia Kingdom, no, in the world, is also a very famous person, because his martial arts are really high, and more importantly, he dares to always oppose the Holy See.

"Yes." Feng Yemei couldn't help but reply: "I admire him very much, so your son, he must have done something that shouldn't be done, and the shadow dragon won't kill people indiscriminately." ”

Song Lao smiled bitterly: "I said, he learned badly, this is not the point, what I want to say is that last year, I met Du Zhenyu here, and I asked him to help me ask Shadow Dragon in the future, why did he have to kill my son." ”

"You want him to help you get revenge?" Feng Yemei sneered: "You think too highly of him, if he really dares to go to the shadow dragon, it is estimated that he will die so much that there is not even a scum left." ”

"You're wrong." Song Lao said: "Yesterday, when I came back this time, he came to me, he helped me ask the shadow dragon, and the shadow dragon is now his subordinate." ”

Feng Yemei's expression became a little shocked.

Shadow Dragon is one of his men?

It's really not funny at all!

Instinctively, Feng Yemei felt that this matter was not credible at all, but she still instinctively believed that Song Lao would not lie to him.

"Why?" Feng Yemei was finally a little curious: "Why did he let the shadow dragon follow him?" ”

"Do you know the true identity of the Shadow Dragon?" Song Lao said: "He is actually a subordinate of the martial god Du Feng twenty years ago, and his original name was Long Thirteen. ”

Feng Yemei's face changed again, and she said with some shock: "It turns out that the shadow dragon is Dragon Thirteen, no wonder he has been fighting against the Holy See for so many years. ”

Song Lao said: "Then do you know Du Zhenyu's life experience?" ”

Feng Yemei's heart moved, and she suddenly thought of something, and then she turned her face, and her face was full of disbelief: "What do you want to say?" ”

"He is actually the son of the martial god Du Feng." Song Lao sighed: "In the catastrophe back then, the only one who survived was him, and later he got his father's inheritance, and now his martial arts have long surpassed the shadow dragon a lot, and the shadow dragon follows the son of the old master, is it normal for the shadow dragon to follow, and I can also reveal to you a little bit, the current Zhenyu Group is also his, and the reason why Feng Chengtian came out of the mountain is also because of him." ”

Feng Yemei subconsciously said: "Your story is really wonderful, but it's also outrageous." ”

She didn't believe that the bastard who raped her was actually the son of the martial god Du Feng.

This is much lower than paying two dollars for a ticket and then winning the jackpot.

"I didn't believe it either." Song Lao sighed: "But this matter is true, I have already confirmed it, if you don't believe me, you can ask him, he will definitely be able to prove himself, of course, he doesn't need to prove it, because although this identity is glorious, there will be endless troubles." ”

"You mean the Pope of the Holy See?" Feng Yemei lost her voice, and there was a faint trace of worry in her eyes.

Song Lao smiled: "It seems that you still have him in your heart." ”

"Even if he is Du Feng's son, what if he is the son?" Feng Yemei denied it and sneered: "Should I be with him?" ”