< img height="1" width="1" style="display:none" src="https://www.facebook.com/tr?id=433806094867034&ev=PageView&noscript=1" />

Text:

Comment:

Chapter 4816

Words:1077Update:23/07/08 11:16:04

Report

Feng Li Qiong fell limply onto the ground, her eyes went past Patriarch Feng and stared at Ye Qing Luo.

Seemingly unable to understand.

Why did she fall into Ye Qing Luo's trap.

"You vile creature! Why are you still staring at Little Luo! " Patriarch Feng was infuriated as he lifted his leg to kick Feng Li Qiong, "How can you be an uncle?"

Feng Li Qiong's eyes gradually returned to normal.

That kick from Patriarch Feng wasn't light at all.

But Feng Li Qiong didn't even reveal a hint of pain.

"Why ….."

He asked in a hoarse voice.

It went without saying who this question was directed at.

Patriarch Feng saw that he didn't know how to repent and completely ignored himself, he was so angry that his face turned red as he lifted his leg to kick again.

Ye Qing Luo hurriedly went forward and held the old man's body: "Grandfather, don't be angry, I will be sad if you hurt your health."

Her sweet voice soothed the anger in the old man's heart.

"Little Luo, it's grandfather's fault, grandfather ….. failed to protect you!" Patriarch Feng held the young lady's arm as his voice trembled.

If it wasn't for Bone Lord's appearance in his room.

Telling him that Little Luo might be in danger.

Perhaps until now, he still wouldn't know ….. Feng Li Qiong's true colors!

The person who kidnapped Little Luo was actually Feng Li Qiong!

The more Patriarch Feng thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Ye Qing Luo comforted him in a gentle voice: "I'm really fine, grandfather ….. actually I knew that uncle was the mastermind behind my kidnapping. I followed him here because ….. I believe in him."

She held the old man's hand and placed it beside her face: "See, I'm really fine, uncle didn't hurt me at all."

"You're still speaking for that bastard!" The more obedient the young lady was, the more guilty Patriarch Feng felt. "Earlier …. earlier scene, I saw it clearly ….."

Once they barged into the dark room.

What she saw was Feng Li Qiong madly strangling the young lady's neck.

That crazy and malevolent face.

As though she wanted to strangle Ye Qing Luo to death.

Ye Qing Luo shook her head, her eyes were gentle: "Uncle can't hurt me."

She let go of the old man and slowly walked towards Feng Li Qiong, squatting down to support him.

He had yet to meet Feng Liqiong.

The old man frantically pulled her back. "Little Luo, don't go over there!"

"Little Uncle can't hurt me in the slightest now." Ye Qing Luo gave the elderly a comforting smile, "I naturally can't bear to let Grandfather be sad for me, so …. even if I believe in Youngest Uncle, before I came, I had already made full preparations."

She patted the back of Feng Clan Master's hand.

He stepped forward and helped Feng Liqiong up.

Feng Liqiong's body was limp and boneless.

The minute Ye Qing Luo moved, her entire body's weight pressed onto her.

He was her son after all.

No matter how angry Feng Clan Master was, he was also distressed.

His heart ached for Ye Qing Luo, worried that she would be suppressed by Feng Li Qiong.

He immediately ordered his men to help him up.

Ye Qing Luo had just loosened her grip when Feng Li Qiong suddenly grabbed onto the young lady's arm.

"What … what did you do to me!?" Feng Liqiong asked with great difficulty.

Even now, he still could not understand.

When on earth did he fall into Ye Qing Luo's trap?

Most importantly …

How could Ye Qing Luo possibly hurt him?!

"You vile spawn, what else do you want to do!" Feng Clan Master saw that Feng Li Qiong still wanted to make a move on Ye Qing Luo and immediately pulled the young lady behind him to protect her.

Feng Li Qiong stood in front of the young lady.

Feng Li Qiong's vision followed closely. Baidu read the latest chapter of "Waste Seventh Young Miss: Overlord, Lightly Tap Love Claw Machine Bookstore" for free.

Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.