Chapter 335
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Fengjiu raised an eyebrow and sneered: "Blood relatives? You dare to talk to me about blood relatives? Do you really think that my Feng manor is easy to bully just because my father has fallen? Take control of my Feng family? You think you're worthy? "
Hearing this, the expressions of the people from the second branch changed again. Seeing this woman who no longer hid her thoughts and spoke sharply with a cold expression, they realized that she had been playing with them from the beginning!
She never wanted them to enter the Feng family. She never wanted them to take control of the Feng manor! She deliberately wanted to humiliate them and embarrass them!
"Good, Feng Qing Ge! Good! Very good! "
The middle aged man gritted his teeth in anger. He handed his injured and unconscious son to the people behind him to take care of. He strode towards her and angrily said: "Today, I will properly discipline you in place of Feng Xiao!"
Seeing the middle aged man walk towards her, the eight Phoenix guards' expressions changed and said: "He is the one from the second branch who just became a Martial Ancestor last month. No matter how good the eldest young miss is, she is only good at agility. I'm afraid that she will be at a disadvantage against him."
"We'll go and help! You dare to humiliate the eldest young miss in the Feng manor's territory? You're simply looking for death! "
"That's right. Do you really think we're decorations?"
"Let's go!"
They shouted and walked forward. At this time, they saw the Leng Shuang walk over and block their path.
"Don't go and cause trouble for master."
Her cold voice coupled with her expressionless face made her look like an ice beauty. Her tight black clothes added a touch of coldness to her. She lacked the gentleness of a woman, and only had coldness.
"He is a Martial Ancestor. Can master deal with him?" Luo Yu was slightly startled. When he asked this, he felt that it was inconceivable.
The Leng Shuang had been by master's side for a long time. If master could not deal with him, she would be the first to rush forward. But now, she had come to stop them. It could only be said …
Master's strength was enough to deal with a Martial Ancestor level middle aged man?
Hiss! Was this possible?
Thinking of this, he sucked in a breath of cold air and stared in shock at the white figure.
When the others heard this, they also looked at the white figure in disbelief.
They had seen how enchanting and dazzling she was when she wore red. That was a kind of wanton insolence, and her whole body exuded a confident and noble light. Now, she was wearing white in the matinee. At first glance, she gave people a gentle and harmless feeling, like a docile sheep, without the slightest bit of aggression.
However, this was only an illusion at first sight. Otherwise, that young man wouldn't have screamed so miserably.
Thinking of the stick she had swung down, the few of them trembled, swallowed their saliva, and unconsciously clamped their legs together.
Worried about her? Perhaps they were worried for nothing.
In the training field, Fengjiu, who was holding a round wooden stick, saw the middle-aged man angrily striding towards her. He raised his hand and slapped her face with a hidden force.
She raised her eyebrows and threw the round wooden stick in her hand behind her back. She directly attacked with her bare hands, and with a strange speed, she caught the wrist that was swinging towards her.
Her feet moved to the side, and in the instant that she dodged, she twisted the wrist that was being held down. With a crack, she broke it. At the same time, she placed her other hand on his shoulder and pulled his entire arm off.
"Hiss!"
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