The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

Chapter 662: It’s not enough to die a hundred times

Feng Fu’s heart panicked. If the truth was revealed, he would carry the uncle’s sins of the ages, and he would be hated and cast aside by the juniors of the phoenix.

Feng Fu had the most face in his life. He was not afraid of life and death. Only this face could not be completely lost after the death of dying.

"Dead gimmick, my father is dead, do you still want him to be peaceful after death? I have never heard of any way to enter the sea of ​​the dead, you just want to delay the time, may not be determined At that time, you will be blinded by illusion. If you want to blame Feng Ling, it will never be possible."

After Feng Fu’s anger was over, he coughed up violently, and his mouth spurted a lot of blood.

When Feng San’s elders listened to Xiao Yu’s words, his mind was somewhat loose. He also wanted to witness the facts. Who was so cruel and killed the old lord? When he wanted to agree, Feng Fu suddenly had such a fierce word and vomiting blood. The elders of Feng San were anxious and felt that Feng Fu said it was very reasonable.

"The Sovereign is right, you have to move my corpse, unless you step on my body." Feng Xiaosheng echoed, guilty, he could not let others know the truth that night, although he stood There was no hands-on, but watching Feng Fu kill the old lord, he is an accomplice.

Today, he and Feng Fu are both dead here, and he is not losing money. The Feng family will only recognize that Feng Ling is the murderer, and his son will become the next lord.

With such a thought, Feng Yu is not afraid of death at all, but also with Feng Fu, to keep the secret of this uncle.

Xiao Yu’s gaze suddenly looked at the phoenix, and his mouth sneered: “Do you want to, or don’t you dare?”

Xiaoqi and her said that the Feng family's things, including Feng Fu and Feng Qi is the same brother and brother, the two colluded with one gas, long ago want to get rid of Feng Lingran.

The fingers in the phoenix sleeves shook slightly. The eyes of Xiao Yu Qing Ling were like ice cones. It was chilling. The phoenix phoenix was guilty. Suddenly on these eyes, his breathing became a bit confusing. This is A manifestation of inner panic.

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you, you have the ability, you will kill us. Anyway, Feng Ling is not the first time to be cold-blooded, killing one and killing five. There is no difference to him." In the situation, Feng Ling is already absorbing the power of inheritance, and a South China Jun is standing on the other side.

He and Feng Fu have also suffered internal injuries. Feng Fu is lying on the ground and can't stand up. Just because of his two younger brothers, he is not an opponent of Feng Lingran.

"There are records in the biography of the beast, the dragon can swim in the sea of ​​people, as long as the dragon is willing, can take people to swim in the sea of ​​God." Nanhua Jun's cold voice suddenly came, and continued: "You think it is a phoenix Lingran killed the old lord, you don't trust him, can you trust me?"

Nanhua Junqing is like a sigh of anger. He is like a fairy-like figure in the minds of the holy people. If he says it, no one will question it. Even the emperor will not be suspicious.

Feng Yu’s eyes on Shangnan Huajun’s justice, there is no doubt in his heart, instinctive trust, when he is heading, he heard Feng’s cough and suddenly returned to God.

Almost cast a big mistake.

The heart of the phoenix phoenix was beating with violent uneasiness. When I was about to speak, I slowed down half a beat.

Elder Feng Er said: "Nan Huajun, I believe in you, but can you guarantee that if Feng Ling killed my father, would you kill Feng Lingran?"

Feng Er’s hatred pointed to Feng Lingran, who was hidden behind him by Xiao Yu. He knew that as long as Nanhua Jun nodded, he could do it.

Elder Feng Er did not know that Feng Fu and Feng Qi killed the old lord. He now wants to avenge the old lord. No matter what method or method is used, Feng Feng must die.

Nanhua Jun nodded and said coldly: "If he kills the old lord, you will not say it, I will kill him by hand."

Even the elders of their own relatives are killed. This kind of person without humanity is not worthy of standing next to Xiao Yu.

The heartbeat of the phoenix phoenix is ​​more fierce, and the look flashes panic: "Three brothers, don't believe him, have you forgotten? He is the side of the skunk and the phoenix, how can he really help us?"

Feng Fu's coughing sound is even more serious. He also wants to stop it, but the blood in his mouth keeps vomiting. He is weak and unable to speak.

at this time.

Elder Feng San is also worried about Feng Fu, and to Nanhua Jundao: "Nan Huajun, the sovereign is because of you, will be so severely injured by Feng Ling, if Feng Ling is the murderer, you have to cure the sovereign."

Xiao Yu’s mouth sneered, and Feng San’s elders were too stupid. When he said this, did he not see Feng Fu’s expression of coughing?

Nanhua Jun’s eyebrows are slightly stunned, and his eyes are flashing unhappy. It’s not because he doesn’t believe in Feng Lingran, but Feng Fu’s person. It’s not enough to die a hundred times. He even promised that he was disgusting.

Xiao Yu accidentally saw the unwilling look of Nanhua Jun. She chuckled and pulled his clothes.

Nanhua Jun looked back and saw Xiao Xiao’s smiling expression. He was soft and soft, understood her meaning, and how could he refuse to bear it?

"Well, I promise you."

Nanhua Jun promised to be crisp and neat, as long as Xiao Yu is happy, he is willing to do anything.

Feng Lingran's black scorpion fell on Xiao Yu's fingers, his white fingers, pinching the sleeves of Nanhua Jun, the exquisite little face smiled like a flower, her expression of looking at him, as if to reappear to Nanhua Jun .

A depressed gas, blocked in the chest of Feng Lingran.

Feng Lingran stretched out his slender fingers, grabbed Xiao Yu’s arm, and pulled her over. The strength used was a bit big. Xiao Yu was not prepared and fell into the arms of Feng Lingran.

The strange thing is that Feng Lingran's body has no **** smell, but it is a touch of cold fragrance.

Xiao Yu coveted, surprised to find that Feng Lingran's blood, do not know when, no, his robes, clean like a new robe.

How is this going?

Xiao Yu was in the arms of Feng Lingran, her chest suddenly became hot...