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Chapter 25: No more suicide, you are mine!

Long Fuyue looked up, and there was a buzz in his head. This person was actually the wretched Scar Guard who escorted him here!

Fainting to death, if it fell into the hands of this person, it would be better to crash to death!

It seems that God is going to kill me!

Long Fuyue glared at the scarred guard fiercely, and was about to kill himself, to have a good time.

A white shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and Feng Qianyu's figure was like a ghost, falling between Long Fuyue and the Scar Guard. The Scar Guard was reaching out to grab Long Fuyue's bare arm, but unexpectedly, his grasp was right.

Caught on Feng Qianyu’s sleeve.[

Feng Qianyu's charming face sank slightly: "You are so bold, you actually dare to attack me, I am so impatient!" With a flick of his sleeves, the scarred guard felt an overwhelming force coming towards him, and his body immediately stood up.

Unable to stop, he took three steps back and sat down on the ground with a plop.

He was startled and looked up at Feng Qianyu. Feng Qianyu smiled slightly, but her expression was still calm: "After all, this little girl was once my fiancée. How could someone like you get involved?"

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The scarred guard felt blood rolling in his chest, but he couldn't spit it out. His whole body was limp and he couldn't muster any strength.

Feeling dizzy and feeling empty in his chest, he smiled unsteadily and walked out like he was possessed by a demon.

Feng Xingtian was sitting on a golden chair. Although he squinted his eyes, he had been paying attention to the movements here. His handsome face sank slightly and he waved: "Yu'er, come here."

Feng Qianyu grabbed Long Fuyue's hand and tightened it slightly. Long Fuyue heard a lazy voice suddenly ring in her ears: "Little girl, don't seek death again, you are mine!"

Long Fuyue was stunned, and looked up at his alluring face, but saw that there was no expression on his face at all, and let go of her hand, as if those words were not his.

Feng Qianyu walked up to her father with a smile and bowed: "Father."

Feng Xingtian looked at him lovingly. His son was different from other princes. He was taken away by an expert from outside the world when he was five years old and came back with an astonishing skill set.


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