Chapter Ninety-Four: You're a Sketch Actor

The Dungeon of the Secret Saucer.

Feng Boyuan was imprisoned here on the grounds that he had conspired with his father to rebel.

His younger brother Feng Zhongli was shocked to death by a warlock in the palace.

Fortunately, he has been following Xu Moyan to handle the case and avoid the suffering of criminal law.

"Bang Bang ......"

The door of the cell was opened, and the bronze medal jailer, who was usually polite to him, shouted at him: "Come out, Lord Xu will ask." ”

Feng Boyuan opened his eyes, got up, and followed the jailer to the torture room.

The torture room under the soybean oil lamp was dim and damp, Xu Moyan carried a torture knife at his waist, wore a straight secret saucer suit, and stood with his back to him.

"Lord Xu, the prisoners are here."

The bronze medal was half-bent over, and he reported to Xu Mo in a loud voice.

"Stand down." Xu Moyan's voice was cold.

"Yes!"

The bronze medal turned and walked away.

Xu Moyan turned around and looked at Feng Boyuan.

I saw that his eyes were dull, and there were a few sticks of hay hanging from his scattered hair.

The mutation of the family hit him hard, and he faced the scrutiny of the Secret Disc Division, and whoever was involved in this matter would not be in a good mood.

"Sit!"

Feng Boyuan sat down.

"What's it called?"

Feng Boyuan rolled his eyes, like looking at a fool.

Syllable!

Xu Moyan slapped the case on the table and said angrily: "This is the trial process, I hope Mr. Feng will cooperate." ”

Feng Boyuan sat upright, crossed Erlang's legs and said, "Ask!" ”

With a mockery on his face.

"Name."

"I follow you every day, my lord, don't you know your subordinates?"

Xu Moyan had no temper, so he could only skip it.

"Age." After asking, he added: "I really don't know about this. ”

"Twenty-eight." Feng Boyuan said angrily.

"Home address."

Feng Boyuan threw his hands and shouted, "You run eight times a day, you ask me?" ”

You're a skit guy...... Xu Moyan complained in his heart.

"Are you practicing martial arts? How many products are there? ”

Feng Boyuan had an expression that a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, and said, "You have to ask Lu Gong about this, he knows best." ”

Xu Moyan couldn't bear it anymore and said: "If Lu Gong came to ask, you would have become a handful of loess by now." ”

Feng Boyuan had the will to survive and replied: "Seven products." ”

Syllable!

"You are talking nonsense, your whole family is an evil martial arts cultivator, how can you be an exception?"

Syllable!

Feng Boyuan slapped louder than him, and roared: "Then you still interrogate me for what to do, just give me a knife." ”

Xu Moyan looked at him, and said with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth: "You are dead, what should you do with your sister?" ”

Bang –

Feng Boyuan seemed to have been hit on the door of his head by a hammer, and small stars appeared in front of him.

"What do you say? Say it again? ”

"Feng Zijin's body is very weak and needs someone to take care of him, if you don't cooperate, I have no choice but to hand over to Your Majesty."

After speaking, make a gesture of leaving.

"Wait...... Hey! Brother-in-law, I was joking with you just now, and if you ask now, I'll say anything. ”

"Then tell me more about your family, and pay attention to your words."

Feng Boyuan sighed and opened the conversation.

His father practiced Confucianism and Taoism and was a professor in Guozijian.

Because of the disagreement with other teaching concepts, in a fit of anger, he resigned as a professor and returned home to open a private school.

At the beginning, he and his younger brother Feng Zhong left the path of Confucianism and Taoism, and they had a natural advantage in following Confucianism and Taoism.

But.

Later, he slowly discovered that what he was good at was not Confucianism, but martial arts.

He has liked to dance with knives and guns since he was a child, and he has a good body, and he asked his father to let him change his cultivation path, but he was opposed.

In a fit of anger, he began to give up on himself, ignorant of learning, and disguised himself as a gentleman to fight in the streets, and his father ignored him.

He felt as if he had been abandoned.

When he was fifteen years old, he actually entered the martial arts by virtue of fighting.

He ran back and excitedly told his father, but he didn't expect to get the harshest criticism from his son.

Since then, he and his father have been indistinguishable.

Afterwards.

He ran to join the army and became a member of the City Patrol Division.

years ago.

Lu Tong set up the Secret Disc Division, he went to sign up, and was directly appointed as a hundred households, with a monthly salary of one hundred taels.

He also has ten younger brothers.

Even with such an achievement, he still can't reconcile with his father.

It wasn't until last night that I understood my father's good intentions.

In fact.

A long time ago, the family was controlled by the demon clan.

Then.

My father still has some consciousness and is actually saving me by cutting off relations with me.

I thought he didn't want me anymore.

Speaking of this, Feng Boyuan had already cried into tears.

Oh, yes!

Tiger poison doesn't eat children.

Not to mention the Confucian scholars who have read books.

They are softer and kinder to others.

"Okay, you wait, I'll go and tell Lu Gong what happened."

……

He didn't go to Yanyutai to see Lu Gong.

Because Lu Gong had already given him the task of screening.

He said to let it go, and he said to kill it.

He bears the consequences alone.

Just this trust, he had to follow Lu Tong with all his heart.

This is Lu Tong's heart punishment technique, which has to be admired.

As soon as he returned to the small courtyard, a ghostly light descended and fell in the courtyard.

The ghostly light showed a human form, and it was the national teacher who came.

Wu Wan'er pushed the door in, closed her eyes and concentrated.

Suddenly.

A jade hand poked out of the loose robe, grabbed it in the air, and an illusory figure gradually appeared, which was Feng Zijin's primordial spirit.

Because he was familiar with the breasts.

Of course.

There is also a delicate and slightly upturned ass.

Wu Wan'er took Feng Zijin's Yuan Shen into the palm of her hand, and her jade hand retracted into the embroidered robe.

"What about people?"

Iceberg asked the beauty.

"In the Secret Saucer."

"Take the poor road."

"Scum!"

"What the hell?"

"Just go."

I saw Wu Wan'er put the jade hand on his shoulder.

"Close your eyes!"

Xu Moyan had no choice but to obediently close his eyes.

I could only hear the sound of the wind in my ears.

A second later, the sound of the wind disappeared, and when I opened my eyes, I had arrived at the morgue of the Yamen of the Secret Saucer Division.

If Lao Tzu had this stunt, he wouldn't have to be in such a hurry in the morning.

Coming to Feng Zijin's corpse, she embroidered her robe and punched Feng Zijin's primordial spirit into her body.

Presently.

Strange things happened.

I saw Feng Zijin's face, which slowly appeared red, his chest rose and fell slightly, and there was a sigh around his mouth.

"It's done! After three days of cultivation, you can wake up, and after half a month, there will be no problem in the east. ”

The iceberg beauties will be joking...... Xu Moyan clenched his fists and said: "Thank you to the national teacher, I will come to the door another day to thank you." ”

"No, this is a debt of favor, I will look for you in the future."

Roll the sheets I warmly welcomed.

"Received, go slowly, don't send it."

Feng Boyuan was released, and according to the clues left to him by Xu Moyan, he was waiting here early.

After the national teacher left, he rushed in and leaned down to check.

After making sure that Feng Zijin was resurrected, he knelt in front of Xu Moyan, kowtowed three times uprightly, and then picked up his sister and walked out of the morgue.

Before leaving the door, he turned around and asked, "Does what you say still count?" Brother-in-law? ”

"Hmmm......"

"I know, the dowry must be very rich, and when you come to the door, brother-in-law."

I'm ...... Where do you hear I'm getting married?