It's hard to say, Feng Ruchu only felt that his heartbeat suddenly increased, and his cheeks suddenly turned pink.

But the beautiful man who is not as immortal as a lonely man is contrary to the scripts of those Mary Su plots.

With a blank face and calm eyes, he said, "If you plan to continue screaming like this, come back to the Jiuzhongdian with me, the deity doesn't mind closing your mouth."

Feng Ruchu stepped back and covered his mouth subconsciously.

Grinding his molars severely, he muttered: "It's a single dog with a thousand years of strength. You deserve to be alone!"

"What are you muttering?"

"No...nothing!" Feng Ruchu pretended to be stupid and stunned, and said, "I said, I won't go back to the Jiuzhong Hall, I'm going back to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

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When Feng Ru first left, he took advantage of the capitalist strangeness and let him open a portal for himself.

However, when I first stepped into Nanyuan, I heard Feng Moer's howling of ghosts and wolfs.

"Big brother, are you crazy? You actually beat me for Feng Nianchu's disability? I'm your sister, your sister~"

Feng Nianchu hid behind Feng Ze. Not long after waking up, he was still sick and thin. Because of the coma for more than ten years, he didn’t know how to communicate with others. He looked like he had done something wrong, with his head down, looking timid.

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At his feet, there was a sword that was "chaotically" placed on Fengze's inscription. The green "color" of the sword was dirty, and it seemed that it had been knocked down.

And Feng Ze was guarding Feng Nianchu's body. He was gentle and close, and his rare handsome appearance was filled with a slight anger.

"Mo'er, it's because I'm your elder brother, I can't just watch you being so arrogant and defiant! He has been weak since he was a child, but now he finally woke up, not only did you not care about him and take care of him, but also three times. I came to bully him four times. If it weren't for the reason that you are my sister, I would have been rude to you!"

Feng Mo'er covered half of her face, her eyes flushed, and said angrily; "You're welcome? Since childhood, you didn't want to scold me. Now just for a Feng Nianchu, are you hitting me? Do you still want to Why are you welcome?"

At this time, Feng Nian, who was guarded by Chu Zhan Zhan, walked out slowly, raised her head timidly, and whispered: "Mo'er, don't... don't get angry... it's all me... I'm not good, I Shouldn't take the sword of Brother..."

"Go away, this is for you!"

Feng Mo'er was very disgusted and threw away Feng Nianchu's hand. When she was about to do something on him, she suddenly felt that her wrist was tight, and then she was pulled back. She didn't even react, she said, "Papa... 'Two clear applauses slammed her cheeks with a bow from left to right.

"It's you who should be on the side! I have your voice in Nanyuan?" An angry voice swept across his ears like an ice blade.

Looking up, Feng Ruchu didn't know when he appeared behind her, squinting at her condescendingly.

"Feng Ruchu, you...do you dare to hit me!" Feng Mo'er covered the corner of her bleeding mouth, her eyes blushing, biting with hatred.

Feng Ruchu sneered, "It's not like hitting you once or twice, you should be used to it!"

After a pause, he leaned forward suddenly and pinched Feng Mo'er's chin with one hand, forcing her to look directly at herself.