Feng Zhilou felt sorry for his sister who died in vain. She kicked the door open with anger. Her palms came out, and countless true energy swept away. There was only a loud noise in the room. Two people who were as close as they were, with their limbs intertwined.
He flew out, and the naked woman was flying in the air like a white chicken. Before she could scream, she flew out high and fell to the ground, leaving her breath dead.
This woman is the girl from the Murong family. In order to climb onto the master's bed, she thought of any tricks, but she didn't expect that there would be such a day when she was shot dead with a stern because of greed.
The third young master of the Murong family, Murong Zhan, was even more embarrassed at this time. He was already turning around and enjoying it. Suddenly, a powerful true energy hit him, breaking his life and falling out. His nostrils were bleeding and angry.
If you have a hairspring, you can't move.
The window lattice in the room was broken, the table collapsed, and the bed that was still lustful just now collapsed with a loud bang, and it was in a mess.
Feng Zhilou's eyes were red, and she felt that Feng Jiao was not worth it. Why didn't she choose to escape marriage or resist? She just wanted to marry such a dirty man, not only ruining herself, but also saving her life.
The poor and pathetic woman, even though she was lying in the cold soil, she didn't understand why this ended up?
A servant patrolling nearby heard the noise and ran over quickly. When he saw this scene, he knew that a master had come to the Murong family. He had no courage to come forward. The servant said with a scream and turned around and told the boss of the Murong family to go.
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Feng Zhilou hit the almost broken door with a palm and walked in with big strides.
Murong Zhan lay on the ground, his body exposed. He was originally a handsome young man, but at this time he was extremely ugly. Under his well-dressed appearance, he was just a bastard who likes wine and sex.
"Feng, Feng Zhilou..."
How could Murong Zhan not know Feng Zhilou? This seventh lady from the Feng family is charming and charming. She has countless disciples of aristocratic families. She is just because she has no wisdom and is a useless person. She makes young men look timid and want to
At the beginning, he almost came forward to propose marriage, but his father stopped him. He still missed this handsome little face in his heart.
He said a few words, and blood kept gushing out of his mouth. He heard that Miss Fengqi was successful, but he didn't expect that she was so powerful. He really experienced it.
Feng Zhilou kicked the clothes on the ground with her toes disdainfully, and the clothes floated up, covering Murong Zhan's body, and then she walked forward coldly.
"Murong Zhan, you dare to beat my sister to death and throw her dirty water all over, so that she can't rest after her death. Today I will ask you to go to the Hall of Hell and apologize to her in person!"
"If a person is not romantic, he is useless... Who doesn't love a beauty?" Murong Zhan raised his eyes and looked at Feng Zhilou with difficulty. A frivolous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Unexpectedly, Murong Zhan, the lustful man, was about to die and even said such shameless words. Feng Zhilou was so angry that he raised his feet and kicked them out.
"You scum, go to death!"
Just after Murong Zhan died at Feng Zhilou's feet, several powerful true energy suddenly came from behind her. With powerful strength, Feng Zhilou quickly took back his feet, and a strong enemy attacked.
Just letting this bastard live for a while, Feng Zhilou jumped and almost didn't even look at who the person was, so he hit back with a palm.
Now, even the most outstanding master of the Murong family is not a match for Miss Fengqi. With a sound of thump, the Murong Dajia, who came to save his son, was shocked by the true energy of Feng Zhilou, and finally couldn't stop it.
Stepping on, he sat on his butt, he covered his chest, and after a long time he was so angry that he couldn't breathe.
It's really amazing. It seems that if you don't use your trump card, it will be difficult to control Miss Fengqi's murderous intent today.
"Miss Fengqi saves Zhan'er a life." Murong Dajia shouted at the top of his lungs.
"You asked me to save his life. Who will keep my sister who died in vain? Today I not only want to kill Murong Zhan, but also you, a confused old man! I know everything about this, but I am indifferent.
The opposite person makes you pay the price for your actions.”
Feng Zhilou was furious. Murong Dazhuan knew that losing his son would hurt, but wouldn't it hurt? Because of his daughter, he was bedridden and wanted to die. The head of Murong Dazhuan's family did not ask about Qinghong and indulged in
When her son commits a crime, she will kill all the shameless people today to seek justice for her sister.
"Give us aside the Murong family?"
Murong Dajia stood up staggeringly. There were too many people who knew about this matter, and there were no less than a hundred people who were coldly concealed. If Miss Fengqi really wanted to kill her, the Murong family would really have a way out.
He wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth and calmed down.
"This is a mistake from our Murong family. Feng Zhilou, I know that no matter how you do, you can't get rid of your heart. But today, I want to have an exchange with you. I'll tell you a huge secret. Please spare me.
I'm the Murong family."
"Talk about conditions with me?" Feng Zhilou took a step forward and squinted his eyes. What qualifications did he have to talk about conditions with her? It seemed that he could not guarantee himself.
When Murong Dazhu stretched out his hand, the Murong family disciples behind him all retreated one after another. Only Feng Zhilou, Murong Dazhu, and Murong Zhan, who was seriously injured on the ground, were left in the dilapidated room.
"What I told you today is the secret about your mother and your life experience. If you are willing to spare our Murong family once, this secret will be yours."
Miss Fengqi’s mother? Life experience?
Feng Zhilou was indeed surprised. Unexpectedly, the head of Murong knew about the past news more than ten years ago?
"For this secret, at least I promise that I will not implicate other people in the Murong family. This is the only condition that can be exchanged. Murong Zhan must go to my sister's grave to kowtow to apologize and prove to all that he is shameless and return my sister to his shamelessness.
Innocence.”
"good."
Murong Dazhu agreed. He covered his chest and still flowed back his blood. It was probably less than a year or two, and he was afraid he would not be able to recover.
"That was fourteen years ago. I was just a legitimate disciple of the Murong family. At that time, the Murong family and the Feng family were all good. That night, I went to Fengjiazhuang to do business... After the matter was completed, I planned to leave, but found that I found that
The carriage we returned was hiding a beautiful woman covered in blood. She was holding a baby in her cradle. She said she was Feng Qingfeng's concubine, and the eldest lady in the village could not tolerate her and wanted to kill her.
She had to hide here and wait for an opportunity to escape. When I drove her out of the car, she gave me one hundred taels of gold as a thank you…”
"What did you say? My mother was chased by someone back then?" Feng Zhilou was very surprised. This was the first time he heard that the most rumors in the past were that her mother ran away with her private money, but now, it seems that she is not so replies.