Chapter 122 Phoenix Clan (2)
The two of them laughed, but saw Feng Susu walking towards them with a gloomy face.
Feng Dezhao frowned and scolded:
"Feng Susu, what are you going to do now? You were so unreasonable before, do you still want to be slapped by your grandfather? It's really strange, why didn't I know that our Susu has such a kind heart?"
He was suspicious because Feng Susu was usually arrogant and domineering and would whip her servants at will.
Even they had been beaten by Feng Susu, and they were like thorny bushes, making them intimidating.
But after these days of contact, he seemed to find
This Feng Susu seems to be a person who looks strong but is actually weak.
He seemed tough, and even dared to refute his grandfather. But when his grandfather was really angry, he was like a quail, daring not to speak out, and dared not to resist his grandfather's authority.
Could it be
Her previous behavior was just a cover-up.
An idea immediately came to his mind.
Feng Susu's gaze fell on the little girl with tears in her eyes and disheveled clothes.
She was very young and was held on the swing by her two brothers. Her legs couldn't even reach the ground and were trembling in the air.
At this moment, he was looking at me with fear in his eyes, as if I was not a good person either.
I was never a good person.
Along the way, she watched coldly as her brothers did whatever they wanted.
It's just because this world is a world where the strong prey on the weak.
Feng Susu muttered to herself in her heart, as if to cheer herself up.
Then he folded his arms, raised his chin and said:
"How ridiculous! Do you think I came here just for this lowly person? You guys are bothering me. It just so happens that this princess is still short of a few slaves, so I'll take this little girl in."
In the past, Feng Dezhao would have really believed that she thought so.
Not wanting to cause any more disputes with her, he immediately handed the girl over to her.
After all, there are countless lovely girls born in the Great Jin Dynasty.
Not bad for this one.
"Oh? What can you do if I don't give it to you?"
Feng Dezhao said calmly, and when he saw the red and swollen slap marks on her face, he couldn't help but sneer:
"Do you really think you are the same princess as before? You keep calling me princess. It's really ridiculous. Let the swelling on your face go down first."
"Brother, does this bastard think he is one of our family members? She is already the wife of Senior Li Yong. I heard that Senior Li Yong is the best at the art of dual cultivation. I don't know how many women can't stand his manipulation. But with this bastard's cultivation level, he should be able to bear it. I'm afraid he will enjoy a good life."
On the other side, Feng Delin spoke bluntly and said with a smile:
"I think this bastard is used to being lowly in the past, so he takes the title of princess so seriously."
As for Feng Susu, I tolerated her and gave in to her in the past only so that she could practice with peace of mind.
Now that the task is accomplished, do you still care about her thoughts?
"you."
Feng Susu secretly clenched her hands and spoke in a weaker voice.
The fig leaf in my heart was torn off on the spot, mixed with fear of the future.
Why does she often like to call herself a princess?
It seems that in this way, one has a legitimate identity, is superior, and will not be looked down upon by others.
And Li Yong made her extremely disgusted.
His eyes were green with anger, but he still pretended to be a gentleman and cared about her.
He’s obviously old enough to be her father.
It's better to be honest than that man. Even though that man is in an absolutely advantageous position, he didn't do anything excessive to her.
Feng Susu suddenly felt a lot less resistant to what had happened.
Feng Delin and Feng Dezhao looked at each other tacitly, and they understood each other's thoughts.
It turns out that Feng Susu is a weak and useless person.
She just relied on her own cultivation, but did she really think that she was so powerful just because she had perfected her Qi training?
Being in a greenhouse all day long, his actual strength may be even worse than that of a worshipper.
"You two, it's too early to be complacent. I'm going to take this little girl away no matter what!"
Feng Susu was anxious and subconsciously touched the long whip at her waist.
With spiritual energy surging throughout his body, he whipped the two men without holding back.
However, the next second, an old man suddenly appeared beside the two of them.
The old man acted quickly, and the whisk in his hand turned into countless light threads, which entangled Feng Susu's whip.
Before Feng Susu could react, her whip was taken away by the old man.
The old man handed the whip to Feng Dezhao respectfully and said with a faint smile:
"The princess's fighting skills are still far from perfect. She only relies on her deep spiritual power but doesn't know any techniques. This will lead to a big loss."
They had already expected Feng Susu's poor fighting ability.
How could a monk who was trained only for blood sacrifice teach her how to fight?
Her two brothers burst into laughter.
The old man understood that these two people were deliberately teasing Feng Susu, so he put away his whisk helplessly and laughed with them.
After the whip was taken away, Feng Susu felt as if she had lost all her confidence.
Looking at these three people who are not disguising themselves.
I was scared inside. What happened to them? They were obviously afraid of me before.
Is it because I was exposed?
Sure enough, shouldn't we mind our own business?
Feng Susu couldn't help but look at the little girl again. She was sitting on the swing in a daze, her two little hands tightly grasping the rope, her eyes staring at the bodies of her parents.
She took a deep breath and said sternly:
"You are so brave! I will tell Grandpa! I will take this child away no matter what!"
She tried hard to maintain a fearless image.
But is she really not afraid of these two brothers?
These two people are so perverted and cruel. It seems that I have been rude to them in the past, but in fact I was doing it to protect myself.
But Feng Yan, who had always protected her, suddenly stopped caring about her.
Facing these two people again, she didn't know what to do for a moment.
If only daddy were here.
Feng Susu's eyes were filled with mist, but she forced herself to hold it back.
But how could this scene escape the eyes of her two brothers who had been observing her expressions.
The two felt very vented. Feng Susu used to rely on Feng Yan's protection to beat and scold them.
But now she looks so pitiful, just like the girl sitting on the swing.
"Susu, how did you grow up like this? You only know how to cry for your parents. Oh, I almost forgot. Your parents are dead, so you can only look for your grandfather. But why is it my grandfather you are looking for? Do you know how your parents died?"
Feng Dezhao smiled sinisterly, and he didn't bother to hide it.
Now that things have come to this, is there anything else we need to hide?
"What do you mean?"
Feng Susu couldn't help but take a few steps back, exposing her weakness.
"Brother, let me tell you."
Feng Delin couldn't help it anymore, the memory of being whipped by Feng Susu was still vivid in his mind.
He is clearly a bastard, and he is still pretending to be so.
He smiled and said:
"Your father is not the virtuous king. In fact, your biological father was killed by the virtuous king. It's ridiculous to recognize a thief as your father. The virtuous king treated you so well on purpose because he saw that you have extraordinary talent in cultivation. It's a pity that you, a bastard, are unlucky. Not only did you kill your parents, but you also killed the virtuous king!"
At this moment, something seemed to collapse in Feng Susu's heart.
The father with a gentle smile was actually the enemy who killed his father? ?
how so.
"I don't believe it! I want to talk to Grandpa and have it clear!"
She wanted to escape with tears in her eyes, but the old man suddenly took out his whisk, which spread out countless silk threads and trapped her tightly.
Feng Susu pulled the thread desperately, until her hands were covered in blood.
But the silk thread remains indestructible.
"Stop making trouble!"
Feng Yan's scolding came from inside, and Feng Susu immediately breathed a sigh of relief, leaning on the thread and breathing deeply.
But then I heard Feng Yan say calmly:
"Susu, this is your fault. I have raised you for so long, and you actually want to take over the family and regard this house as your own? It was fine if you were so willful before, but now is an extraordinary period, and you cannot be so willful! You even intervened when your two brothers were playing with a mortal, and you still don't apologize!"
"Grandfather Yue, please don't be angry. Su Su is young and doesn't understand these things. I will definitely teach her more in the future."
Li Yong's voice of dissuasion was also heard, but the last words were somewhat ambiguous.
Such a desperate situation made Feng Susu's legs weak and her face gloomy. She forced herself to stand up and said with her usual pride:
"Do you think I will apologize to these two pieces of trash? Even if I die, I won't!"
Feng Yan's voice came from inside:
"Then it's up to you, Li Yong. Accompany me to where the Black Wind Taoist is and see what his current condition is. Maybe we can take the opportunity to kill him!"
"Easy to say, easy to say."
The two of them came out together without even looking at the people in the yard.
Before Li Yong left, he glanced at them calmly and said:
"Don't go too far! Just polish off her pride."
"Senior Li, take care!"
Feng Dezhao and the other man bowed their heads and spoke respectfully.
After Li Yong left, Feng Delin looked around and whispered:
"Brother, do you really want to listen to what Li Yong says?"
"Huh! Does Li Yong think of himself as a person of some importance?"
Feng Dezhao looked at Feng Susu with a lecherous look, and said in a voice that did not conceal his tone:
"Senior Li has helped our Feng family so much, we should train Su Su well before sending her to Senior Li. Sun Gongfeng, subdue Su Su!"
These words stunned Sun Gongsheng. He didn't expect these two people to have such no bottom line.
But there was nothing he could do. The silk thread of the whisk turned into an afterimage and attacked Feng Susu.
"You deserve to die!"
Feng Susu gritted her teeth, but she didn't know any magic and her only magic weapon was taken away.
I had to rely on my own hands to block those silk threads.
"Hahaha, how can a body of flesh and blood be harder than a magic weapon?"
Feng Dezhao couldn't help but laugh when he saw Feng Susu's bloody hands.
He felt extremely happy in his heart that a little girl had a higher cultivation level than him!
In the past, he was whipped in front of everyone, leaving him with no face.
Now, I have finally gotten rid of this anger.
"wrong!"
Sun Gongsheng's expression changed, and a big hand grabbed the silk thread of the whisk without anyone noticing.
Someone said indifferently:
"How can a flesh and blood body not be stronger than a magic weapon?"
Who is this?
Several people present looked over when they heard the sound and saw a man suddenly appearing in the yard at some point.
It seemed to appear out of thin air.
His face was uncertain and he seemed extremely angry.
Feng Susu's body trembled with pain. When she saw this person, her expression was stunned:
"Why are you here?"
This person was Jiang He.
Jiang He was very angry at this time. In his eyes, he was just fooled by Feng Susu.
But now, how could Feng Susu fall into this situation?
He couldn't believe it no matter what, that Feng Susu just now was someone else in disguise.
Otherwise, how could it be possible to imitate even such private areas so vividly.
And he knew everything about his past with Feng Susu.
Jiang He glanced at her and saw how pitiful she looked.
They couldn't bear to get angry on the spot, so they just said calmly:
"I'll settle the score with you later. How do you want to deal with these people?"
Feng Susu's eyes were blurred with tears. She had never expected this.
Did he come at this time specifically to save her?
What's the matter with settling accounts with yourself?
Did she think she was going to marry Li Yong?
He wouldn't think that just because he did that to me, I am his!
Is this the legendary jealousy?
Feng Susu's heart was beating inexplicably. She calmed down her distracting thoughts and said hurriedly:
"With you? You'd better get out of here! I don't need your help. There are two people like Sun Gongsheng who have perfected their Qi training. How can you be their opponent?"
She meant to give a reminder, but the words changed in tone once they came out of her mouth.
Whatever, he hated himself anyway.
He just regarded himself as his plaything and private property.
"Boy, you're here and you still want to leave?"
Feng Delin was shocked and angry. This man didn't take him seriously at all and was talking to Feng Susu on his own.
But from what Feng Susu said, this person doesn't seem to be very strong.
Sun Gongsheng's face was tense. He could feel the tremendous power in the hand that was holding his magic weapon.
Jiang He nodded without hesitation.
A layer of golden color appeared on the skin of the palm.
Under the horrified gaze of Sun Gongsheng, he grabbed the silk thread and flew as fast as a meteor.
After rushing a few steps, the figure was almost impossible to see with the naked eye.
In an instant, the fist reached Sun Gongfeng's face.
Another watermelon cracked.
This scene seemed familiar, Jiang He licked the blood from the corner of his mouth.
No wonder I always subconsciously liked to kill enemies this way, it really feels good.
He couldn't help but chuckle.
A long sword was silently pressed against his back, and another priest looked smug.
The sword blade pierced the flesh and blood flowed out.
Feng Susu's heart suddenly stopped and she ran towards Jiang He:
"stop!"
But at this time, the worshipper felt something was wrong.
How come this sword can't penetrate?
Jiang He didn't even turn around, he flipped his hand and grasped the sword before the worshiper could react.
Jiang He instantly seized the long sword, and using the hilt as a tip, he infused his energy and blood into it and suddenly stabbed it towards his heart and lungs.
Even the protective magic weapon that the worshiper hastily offered up was shattered by this blow.
"what!!"
Feng Susu stopped immediately and looked at the worshipper who was smashed into pieces by the hilt of her sword.
Like fireworks exploding, blood-red rain fell on her golden hair.
"How can the hilt of a sword crack a cultivator who has reached the perfection of Qi training?"
Feng Dezhao and the other man were dumbfounded.
The last priest wanted to launch a sneak attack, but when he saw this scene, he turned around and ran away.
"Want to escape?"
Jiang He smiled slightly, grasped the sword and pretended to aim.
The priest leaped into the air, thinking he had escaped with his life.
A roar was heard breaking through the air.
"boom!"
The blood rain fell on Feng Susu's golden hair again, and she wiped the blood off her face in a daze.
I felt extremely nauseous and my whole body was covered with goose bumps.
She controlled her urge to vomit and hurried forward to hold Jiang He:
"After killing them, let's run away quickly. Master Feng Yan and his men will be back soon. They have two foundation-building cultivators."
Jiang He smiled and touched the blood on her blonde hair.
Good
He controlled it very well, and even at such a long distance, it was still able to splash onto her body.
"We? What do you mean we're running away?"
Feng Susu looked up foolishly when she heard that. A pair of red pupils were looking at her with unclear meaning.
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(End of this chapter)