The Insane and Good-For-Nothing Madam

Six-year-old Fengze, carrying four-year-old Nianchu, walked in a valley full of thorns.

He took off his robe and wrapped it around Feng Nianchu's body to prevent the barbs on the plants from hurting his skin, but he was scratched all over his body.

"Brother..." Feng Nianchu lay behind Fengze, calling him weakly, "Are you here to save me?"

Feng Ze dragged his leg with one hand, holding a branch with one hand, and walked limping.

After a long while, he said, "Hmm..."

When Feng Nian first saw blood on his side face, he wiped it with his sleeve, and his eyes were "confused": "Those people, why are you killing my sister and me?"

Fengze didn't say a word, but he had been oppressed since he was a child, and his mind was much more sensitive and mature than his peers.

Naturally, I know how many pairs of eyes are staring at this pair of god-given brothers and sisters in this world, some want to win over, and some naturally want to remove.

Looking at his broken leg, Feng Ze was silent for a while, and said, "Don't be afraid, brother will protect you in the future."

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In the following days, Feng Nianchu's poisonous qi attacked his heart, and he could not afford to be sick, and his spiritual power was not as surging as before, on the contrary, it became weaker and weaker.

Fengze looked around for "medicine" to help him cure his illness, but he didn't see any "lust".

The Demon Sovereign often pulled him into the illusion, looked at him jokingly, and said, "Why? Still can't bear to do it? Anyway, this body is hopeless, instead of watching his spiritual veins gradually being eroded by poisonous gas, and eventually turning into a stagnant pool. It’s better to use it in time."

Fengze didn't agree or refuse.

auzw.com The Demon Sigh sighed and said: "I knew you were so useless. At the beginning, the emperor shouldn't teach you the Demon Clan forbidden technique... But it is not too late. Take it back."

"Receive...Recover my spiritual energy?" Feng Ze said in surprise, never thought that the spiritual veins that were opened could be recovered?

The demon emperor naturally said: "Naturally, your aura is supported by the emperor's demon aura, but the emperor doesn't want a subordinate who is incompetent and indecisive."

Feng Ruchu's poisonous qi attacked his heart, his spiritual veins were exhausted, and he was stupid and dull; Feng Nianchu was not much better. Although he would not destroy his spiritual veins, he could not afford to be sick and unable to cultivate.

Overnight, the Prime Minister's Mansion lost two god-given spiritualists, and its former glory has plummeted.

Those who like to bully Fengze usually don't dare to appear because of Feng Nianchu's protection. Now, seeing that Feng Nianchu can't afford to be ill, all the gangs are reunited together and want to avenge the day.

"Staring at me? Is it useful for you to stare at me? Even if you stare out your eyes, you are still rubbish, and your whole family is rubbish... Fengze, do you think you are still the old Master Feng who was backed by someone? I tell you, Feng If you are stupid at first, Feng Nian is abolished at first, and your Feng family will soon become the laughing stock of Quannan Qiu Kingdom."

"Master, this little beast encouraged Feng Nianchu to hurt your arm that day. You said, how can we deal with him?"

"Take him to eat shit?..."

"Okay, good shit! Let him always remember what it is to be against this young master."

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In the end, of course, the **** was not eaten, but it was not much better. A group of people poured a stench in their mouths with the bad water from feeding the pigs.

Returning to the mansion, Liu Shuxian not only did not comfort him and felt sorry for him, but instead poked his forehead with a curse of hatred for iron and steel.

Fengze went back to the room and changed into clean clothes.

Suddenly a voice came, joking evilly: "Is the bad water delicious?"