The Insane and Good-For-Nothing Madam

Can he beat Feng Moer?

Looking at Yu Xiao again, she was dragging her body like a lice, and she kept twisting.

But Feng Mo'er's Shuiyun sword did not dare to pierce it.

Feng Ruchu's head shook like a sieve cup, and he refused: "I'm not going, it's because you have a strong Kong Wu and thick shoulders." As he said, he patted Yu Xiao on the shoulder with his little hand.

With this paw, Yu Xiao shuddered with fright, and almost did not fold the fan.

"Haha...Miss Feng Er, you are really in love with Yumou..." The corners of Yu Xiao's mouth were stiff, and she didn't dare to look at the little bit of coolness in the afterglow of Mo Qing's silent "color".

Since this little ancestor could not be touched, then he had to start with Feng Mo'er.

Yu Xiao clenched a fist with one hand, please cough, and said solemnly: "Feng Mo'er, under my sect, you can't tolerate those who deceive the master and destroy the ancestor!"

Feng Mo'er's whole body stiffened, her face pale instantly.

Only then did he realize that he actually pointed at Yu Xiao with a water cloud! How dare to use force in front of the head of the Yun Palace!

Isn't she acting like an axe and showing great disrespect to Grand Master!

Feng Mo'er quickly retracted Shui Yun, and bowed his head to apologize: "Mo'er is reckless for a while, please ask the head of Yu to make atonement."

Feng Ruchu stood on tiptoe, "showing" half of a smiling face, he hesitated: "That's right, girl, it's not good to shout and kill, it's a serious thing to move to a new home happily!"

"You!" She even dared to mention it? ! Feng Mo'er gritted his teeth angrily, but didn't dare to act rashly anymore. He could only stare fiercely at Feng Ruchu. The scarlet eyes were full of hatred: "Isn't it just a Nanyuan? I'm not rare, Feng Ruchu, Let's wait and see!"

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In the evening, the Prime Minister's Mansion hosted a banquet in honor of Yu Xiao and Nangong Yan.

In fact, in Feng Zheng's heart, he wanted to send Yu Xiao away early. After all, the Yun Palace Holy Realm's attitude towards Feng Ruchu made him a little bit incomprehensible, but he didn't dare to ask or say anything.

He was thinking of greeting, leaving Yuxiao here for dinner, who knows that Yuxiao is not even polite, and directly responded.

You know, although the Prime Minister's Mansion is noble, the Holy Land of the Cloud Palace is an extraordinary existence. The Southern Emperor asked Yu Xiao to enter the palace for food more than once, but he was refused every time. This head of the palace is famous. Free and easy, Shenlong never sees the end.

But today, he didn't know which "medicine" he had taken, but he was interested in a prime minister's house.

Because it is a family dinner, there is no need for red tape.

Seven or eight people surrounded the round pear wood table.

Yu Xiao, Wushuang, Feng Zheng, Liu Shuxian, and sisters Nangong Yan and Fei Er Mo'er, and another Feng Ruchu who had never set foot in the main hall and had a family dinner.

Feng Ruchu took off his gray servant outfit and put on a light blue pleated skirt. His long soft hair was simply **** in a bun with a silver hairpin, and two strands of blue silk dangled from his ears. There is some amorous feelings in the laziness, in the amorous feelings, but also playful.

In everyone's memory, Feng Ruchu was completely dirty and had "messy" hair. He was either rolling or giggling when he saw people. His face was bruised and swollen when he was beaten. He only knew that he was mentally handicapped with his nose and drooling.

When have you seen such a fresh and refined appearance in a clean dress?

Even Nangong Yan, who has been disgusted with her so much that she can't see her body, is a little surprised at this time.

Feng Feier filled a glass of wine, handed it to Nangong Yan, and said with a small smile: "Prince, you look like the first, so beautiful, but it's a pity that she has a scar on her forehead."