Feng Feifei also forgot about it, and only then did he remember it after he reminded him, and said: "Just now, the two of us were so combined, now we don't need it, it's been solved."

Bei Chenrui looked at her funny: "That's it?" You're really hurt your brain, so let's give birth and raise it, I'll go first, and I'll come to see you tomorrow when I'm free. ”

Feng Feifei waved his hand at him, signaling him to hurry up.

Bei Chenrui shook his head helplessly, unloading the mill and killing the donkey, this girl, but as far as Bei Zhan Chen warned him when he first left, now it is indeed not easy for him to stay longer, so he has to go back to his Rui Wangfu.

After everyone left, Feng Feifei was left alone in the room.

She sat up, got dressed, took out the invisibility cloak from the space, and hurried out of the room.

On the outskirts of the city, in Beizhuang of Fengfu, Feng Wei's hair and beard were all white, lying on the bed with a sick face, and Feng You of his beast slave Holy Emperor Realm, holding a long sword in his arms, was quietly guarding his bedside.

Feng Feifei lay on the roof, removed a few tiles, and secretly observed the situation in the house. Seeing that there was only one Feng You, he flew off the roof and deliberately shot a few darts at the guard at the door.

Feng You in the house heard the movement, opened the door and walked out, saw four or five corpses on the ground, and hurriedly came over to check.

Feng Feifei slipped in along the gap, restrained his breathing, walked lightly to the bed, and a silver needle punctured the point, after making sure that Feng Wei had fallen asleep, he picked him up and jumped out of the window.

When Feng You found out that it was the gangster's plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, when he returned to the house, there was no trace of Feng Wei in the house. His face changed greatly, and he hurriedly told Feng Xian, who had already rested.

The Feng family only has Feng Wei, a master of the Saint Venerable Realm, in charge, and the Feng family is now a tiger in Pingyang, if something happens to him again, he will really become a fish on the board, and he will be slaughtered and bullied from now on.

Feng Xian couldn't sleep at night after two days of worry, and he was a little sleepy tonight, and just entered a state of light sleep, he was woken up by Feng You's urgent knock on the door, and learned that the old ancestor was taken away, and suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and hurriedly put on his clothes and gathered people to chase after him.

All of a sudden, the manor was brightly lit and figures were moving back and forth.

Feng Feifei carried Feng Wei on his shoulder, leaped all the way, and returned to the Prince's Mansion half an hour later.

Manager Gao came to report that Miss Feng Er had carried the ancestor of the Feng family back overnight.

The corners of Beizhan Chen's lips rose slightly, revealing a light smile, and said to him: "You don't see it, tell me to go down, Miss Feng Er just woke up and fell asleep again, I don't know when she will wake up, let people boil a bowl of red dates and white fungus gruel again."

Gao Li covered his mouth and smiled: "His Royal Highness is really attentive to Miss Feng Er, how many years have passed, it is the first time that a slave has seen His Highness so intimate with a woman."

Bei Zhanchen raised his head and reminded him: "Remember, I will call the crown princess in the future."

Gao Li immediately changed his words with interest: "Yes, yes, can you not change your name to the crown princess, in a few days, His Royal Highness will be married, look, the memory of the slave, I have to bother His Highness to remind him personally, I really should slap my mouth." The slave then ordered to go down, so that all the subordinates of the East Palace changed their words, and specified that they would not be called wrong again. ”

Bei Zhanchen nodded: "Go ahead!"

Gao Li then bent down and retreated.

Then, Bei Zhanchen put down his pen and got up and walked out of the study.

In the room, Feng Feifei threw Feng Wei on the ground like a dead pig, took out a moment of high-grade spirit devouring pill from the space, broke his mouth and stuffed it in.

Then he took the silver needle and stimulated his Baihui acupoint, and after a while, Feng Wei woke up leisurely.

Feng Wei felt a little cold under him, he shook his eyelids, slowly opened his eyes, and found that he was actually lying on the ground, and was about to open his mouth to scold Feng You, but who knew that it was Feng Feifei standing beside him.

He was shocked, looking at Feng Feifei in front of him with a dagger in his hand, looking at him with a smile.

Secretly frightened, he tried to mobilize his spiritual power to escape, but found that the meridians of his body were empty, and there was no trace of spiritual power. Immediately, cold sweat came down, and he pretended to be calm and shouted at Feng Feifei: "You are a wicked obstacle, you dare to murder your own ancestor in a big way?"

Feng Feifei's eyes were like knives, and he looked at him coldly: "My own ancestor, just you?" When you and Feng Xian's dog thing conspired with me to kill me, did you remember that you were my ancestor and I was your junior? Who are you bluffing now, you and Feng Xian don't need to remind me of my identity in the future, since you know that I am not biological, I can be raised by others or killed directly, why do you want to leave me in the house like a dog and let others trample on it! ”

Feng Wei's eyes widened in shock: "You, you know everything?"

"Yes, I also talked to Feng Xian about this! Did he tell you that as long as I don't move my bottom line, I will still miss the love of Fengfu, and maybe I can help Fengfu at a critical moment. It's a pity that he didn't take this seriously, he fell for someone else's tricks, and thought that I had harmed Feng Ling and wanted to put me in the way, so that Feng Mansion fell to such a point, who is to blame! ”

Feng Wei looked at her in disbelief: "What are you talking about, all this is someone else's plan, who is this other person, and when did it start?"

Feng Feifei laughed, and said sarcastically: "You have lived for almost a thousand years, but you are short-sighted and small-bellied, like Feng Xian, you only know internal friction, you don't think about development, and you don't even know when you will be targeted by the palace family." was designed by others to have internal friction, and the removal of the name also deserved it. ”

Although Feng Wei has been sick in the past few days, he has also paid attention to the situation in the outside world, Feng Feifei suddenly woke up when he reminded him, and he was annoyed, and secretly scolded Feng Xian for being a fool.

He hurriedly changed his expression, like a kind old man who cares for his younger generation, and smiled at Feng Feifei's hard work: "Feifei, that day the ancestor also fell for someone else's trick, coupled with your father's provocation, this is the more important to you, how are you now, the wound still hurts, the ancestor has some precious pills here for you, you can take it."

As he spoke, he was about to touch the ring on his hand, but he found that his ten fingers were empty.

Feng Feifei took out a silver wrench at this time and shook it in front of his eyes, and said, "Is this what you said?" Come and wipe out the consciousness, I'll take it myself. ”

Feng Wei took advantage of Feng Feifei's words to try to take the ring home again, but unfortunately the dragon fell, in order to stabilize Feng Feifei, he had to reluctantly erase the divine consciousness on the ring.

Feng Feifei put it into his divine sense and took a look, there are still a lot of good guys and good things, although they are not as rich as Nan Wuyue, but they can be regarded as invisible rich.

She took out a whip from it and retracted the ring into space.

When Feng Wei saw the whip, he shrank back in fright, and hurriedly said: "Feifei, you can chat when you see you, you can take a whip and put it away quickly."

Feng Feifei didn't talk nonsense with him, and raised the whip and pumped it.

Feng Wei, who was hitting directly, rolled on the ground in pain and screamed.

After forty lashes, Feng Feifei gave up, and regardless of Feng Wei, who was ragged and covered in flesh and blood on the ground, he threw away the whip in his hand, walked to the coffee table and sat down, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it leisurely.

Without spiritual power to protect his body, Feng Wei, who could only endure the pain all his life, curled up on the ground at the moment, like a poor old man who had been abused, looking extremely miserable.

At this time, Bei Zhanchen pushed the door with a bowl of red dates and white fungus porridge and walked in, and what he saw was such a scene.