Villain: My brother is the chosen son Qin Feng Qin Hao

"You are so selfish, you don't love me at all!"

With a sad face, Qin Feng began to kidnap morally.

"I love you, I really love you!"

Jiuxian's voice was very eager, eager to prove himself.

"You call it love me!?"

Qin Feng laughed at himself sadly: "True love is when my husband sells the house to support me to go to the idol's concert, and my father pays for my youth with life-saving money. If you really love me, you won't care about the love between the three of you." , and don’t care about sleeping with Emperor Qin, those who are willing don’t need to teach, and those who don’t can’t.”

"you……"

Although Jiuxian didn't fully understand, his heart was still greatly shocked.

I was even more shocked and took a few steps again, and the three views established since childhood began to gradually collapse.

"A woman like you is so selfish, what a shrimp!"

Qin Feng shook his sleeves and left the teahouse with a face full of grief and indignation, with an expression that I will bear everything in the end.

"Lily, don't go!!"

Seeing that Qin Feng was about to leave, Jiuxian hurried to catch up and try to persuade him to stay.

It's just that after she chased out of the teahouse, Qiao Baihe was no longer there, only Qin Feng's sad and angry voice could be heard in her ear.

"Think about it, where did you go wrong!?"

"Where did I go wrong!?"

Jiuxian was at a loss on the spot, not knowing where he was wrong.

But these are not important now, she finally saw the pretty lily that she had been thinking about day and night, and she must not let her leave her like this.

at this time--

Cheers erupted in Luohua City, celebrating that they had repelled the demon boss Fang Chang.

I thought how terrifying and powerful the demon leader Fang Chang was, but I didn't expect that he was so vulnerable and easily repelled them.

"Lily, where are you!?"

Jiuxian was out of tune with the surrounding environment, looking eagerly among the crowd.

But in the end, she couldn't find Qiao Baihe's figure, and she stood on the street in a daze, feeling her heart ached so badly, and her breathing became very difficult.

"Finally chased away!"

The patriarch of the Lin family wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, only to feel his chest churning violently.

"What is Fang Chang, the devil emperor? My ancestor of the Lin family ran away before he could use his strength!"

Seeing Fang Chang leaving in embarrassment with the army, the disciples of the Lin family in the city were overwhelmed with confidence, feeling that they could now single out Qin Huang.

"The ancestors are mighty!"

Patriarch Lin came forward with a look of surprise: "It seems that we overestimated this Fang Chang, and there is no need to invite any foreign aid, we can destroy this Fang Zhang by ourselves."

"You think too highly of this old man!?"

The patriarch of the Lin family was very sober in the world and said: "It's not that the old man is so powerful, it's that Fang Chang's Taoist heart is damaged, even if he becomes the golden body of Buddha and demon, he can't exert his true power, so the old man was able to repel him by luck. "

"The Dao heart is damaged!!"

Patriarch Lin's face gradually turned serious, feeling that something was a little troublesome.

This time, Fang Chang's dao heart was damaged and he was able to tie with the ancestors. If his dao heart recovered in a few days, wouldn't they be wiped out in the next attack! ?

"Must contact Lin Hao as soon as possible!"

The ancestor of the Lin family solemnly confessed: "This time it is about the life and death of my Lin family. No matter what the conditions are, I will agree to him, and we will go through this hurdle first."

"Yes, ancestor!"

Patriarch Lin responded respectfully, but his heart was very irritated.

You know, Lin Hao was once the lord of the city of Tianxin, how could he live under others for a long time, this request for help is undoubtedly to lure wolves into the house, and his position as the lord of the family may be lost.

at this time--

Lin Yuan, who had been hiding on the sidelines to watch the battle, let out a sigh as he watched Fang Chang leave.

Although he is currently an enemy with Fang Chang, it does not affect his two and a half minutes of silence for Fang Chang.

Originally, with Fang Chang's fate played by the six emperors, coupled with his own talent, he would definitely be able to ascend to the upper realm and set off a bloody storm.

But who knew that the six thrones he brought with him on the stage would actually benefit Qin Feng in the end, providing him with six loyal thugs for the Great Emperor to create the Great Qin.

Even if he could regain his strength and rebel, his combat power would be greatly reduced due to the damage of his Dao heart, and he was doomed to be unable to climb to the top of the Dao in this life.

But compared to Fang Chang's misery, he was even more afraid of Qin Feng.

This person is not only terrifyingly talented, but also hypocritical and cruel, cunning and hypocritical, and is notoriously bad character.

"It's not a good thing to be targeted by such a person!"

Lin Yuan looked around subconsciously, but didn't see anything unusual.

But he didn't dare to be careless in the slightest. He always felt that he had already entered the game, and he had to be careful all the time. A wrong step might lead to an abyss.

However, as a former giant of the Immortal King, he is not afraid of Qin Feng, and is very confident that he has the ability to break the situation.

"Pretty cautious!"

Putting on Qiao Lily's vest, Qin Feng walked past Lin Yuan leisurely.

As the chief director of Huang Gu, what he wants is to reveal his true feelings.

So he never forces the actors to follow the plot, but guides the actors into the plot step by step.

For example, at this time, Lin Yuan seemed to have discovered that he had entered the game, but in fact it was Director Qin who guided him into the game and asked him to pick up the trump card himself.

"Um!?"

Lin Yuan suddenly frowned and turned around, looking at Qin Feng who was walking past.

With Qiao Lily's super high appearance in men's clothing, let alone a woman who can look sideways, even a man can still remember it fresh. He clearly remembers seeing this person before.

But at this time, Hualuo City attracted the attention of the entire Huanggu, not only their disciples from the Lin family, but also many famous monks, so he didn't see anything wrong.

.........

As soon as the screen turned, the flowers fell outside the city.

Seeing the heavy losses of the army, Fang Chang's face suddenly became extremely gloomy.

Because they didn't meet the Great Emperor before attacking the city and pulling out the stronghold, they fought very smoothly along the way.

But he didn't expect that meeting the emperor defending the city this time would cause him such a heavy loss, and he had to slow down the pace of saving Princess Nanfeng.

"Fang Chang!"

Tang Chuan had no choice but to comfort him, "Although meeting an emperor-level powerhouse this time is difficult, I believe you will be able to defeat the ancestor of the Lin family."

"rest assured!!"

Fang Chang hurriedly adjusted his mentality, took a deep breath and said, "I am no longer the original Fang Chang, I can still bear this failure!"

"Just bear it!"

Tang Chuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fearing that Fang Chang would not be able to hold on halfway.

"What is this failure!?"

Fang Chang looked up at the sunset, and said with a vicissitudes on his face: "The wind and frost have oppressed me for two or three years, and I have no complaints in my heart. There will always be one or two winds in the world, filling my thousands of dreams."

"Uh……"

Tang Chuan couldn't help complaining in his heart, saying that he had never seen how Fengshuang oppressed you.

I have only heard that you are pressed two or three times in the daytime, two or three times in the east, two or three times in the third place, two or three times in the bright sky, two or three times in the blue sky, and two or three times in the autumn. How much do you press...