Chapter 122

The man has gold under his knees, not to mention being as arrogant as his Fengqing, not to mention kneeling to the despicable Fengyi.

Abandon dignity and kneel?

Ignore Gu Zhao's life and don't kneel?

Feng Qing decided to flash in her head. Feng Qing straightened her waist and immediately bent her knees to kneel down.

Gu Zhao's mouth was flat. He waved his hand angrily. The tower flew out of his palm and hit Feng Yi's handsome face.

With a puff, the dirty blood splashed on Gu Zhao's face.

Without Feng Yi carrying Gu Zhao, Gu Zhao did a free fall.

Feng Qing's heart went up to his throat. Without thinking, his body reacted naturally. He tried his last strength to catch Gu Zhao.

Gu Zhaomei's eyes are crooked. The little guy likes this dangerous extreme sport very much.

Feng Qing gently glared at Gu Zhao, "you can't scare your uncle anymore. Your uncle's healthy body will be damaged by you."

Come a few more times. Feng Yi doesn't have to rack his brains to think about tricks to kill Feng Qing. Feng Qing will have a sudden heart attack and die.

Gu Zhao pedaled his calf. "My uncle has been vomiting blood. My uncle's health is not good. I have to take bitter medicine."

Gu Zhao pinched his small nose and wrinkled his small face. He was afraid of bitter medicine.

Feng Qing smiled, this lovely baby!

A big one, a small one, a warm one. After a while, Feng Yi, who was beyond recognition, stumbled back.

"Smelly boy, smelly boy, you ruined my face."

Feng Yi despised everything he owned except his handsome face.

Now, the only thing he is satisfied with, the only thing he cares about, has been inadvertently destroyed by Gu Zhao.

Feng Yi was so angry that he was full of thousands of ways to kill Gu Zhao.

Gu Zhao jumped out of Feng Qing's arms and waved his small hands back and forth, focusing on Feng Yi's face.

The appearance of a dog is also a curse to keep that face.

Feng Yi screamed repeatedly, and viscous blood splashed around.

His majesty and Gu Lei hid aside and were stunned.

The tower bombarded Feng Yi's bloody smelly face for a moment. Gu Zhao's hands were sour and panting. He stopped and gasped with one hand against Feng Qing's thigh.

Feng Yi couldn't believe it. This time he was always prepared and strategized. Finally, he lost. More importantly, he lost not to Feng Qing, but to Feng Qing's son.

He can't even win Feng Qing's son, let alone defeat Feng Qing.

After more than ten years of failure, Feng Yi was greatly hit. He shouted up to the sky to express his resentment, depression, unwillingness and hatred.

"Ah, shouldn't I lose? I can't lose? Why did I lose? "

"Heaven is not good to me. He Shengliang is born with Yu. There is Feng Qing at home. Why should there be me?"

"God, you are so cruel to me."

"I lost to a suckling child."

"Hehe, is there anything more ridiculous in the world? Ha ha, ha ha... Ah... "

Feng Yi's laughter stopped suddenly.

"With a little setback, the mind will collapse, and the direct branch is really useless."

Feng Yi stood rigidly in place, with a big fist hole in his abdomen.

Through the hole in his abdomen, a man stood behind Feng Yi.

A middle-aged man walked out from behind Feng Yi, steady step by step, with bright eyes and bright eyes. He looked like a sharp sword.

Feng Qing stared at the middle-aged man for a few seconds. His face was ugly and gloomy as a dark cloud.

"I remember you came to the feast three years ago." Feng Qing said.

The middle-aged man said, "my name is Feng Kaiping. According to seniority, I should call you uncle and grandpa."

At the moment when Feng Kaiping crossed Feng Yi, Feng Yi fell to the ground, and the blood flowing from his abdomen infiltrated the earth under him, like a blooming bright lotus.

Feng Yi fell to the ground. His breath was like a worn bellows, making a whirring sound and staring at Feng Kaiping's slender legs.

"You lied to me." With the only breath left, Feng Yi shouted loudly, "you promised to help me sit on the throne of the Lord, but you laid hands on me behind my back, a treacherous villain."

Feng Kaiping turned his head and looked at Feng Yi with pity. "We promised to help you succeed and send many experts. Even the exquisite pagoda is temporarily lent to you, but what about you? Nothing has been accomplished. Feng Qing is still alive. "

"It's you who go back on your word." Feng Yi doesn't think he is incompetent.

Feng Kaiping shook his head and was extremely disappointed with Feng Yi. "Instead of continuing to help you, a useless waste, we'd rather help pigs and dogs."

Feng Kaiping obviously told Feng Yi that he was not as good as a pig and dog.

Feng Yi clenched his teeth and was so angry that he breathed out a breath.

The last breath of Feng Yi, who was dying, dissipated with the ejection of this old blood. His godless eyes widened and stared at Feng Qing.

Feng Yi was arrogant and arrogant. The next second he was stabbed in the back by Feng Kaiping. He died in peace. It's sad, lamentable and ridiculous.

Feng Qing had no feelings about Feng Yi's death. If he didn't care about his parents' identity, he might have to sing and dance to celebrate this great moment.

"Feng Qing, are you going to kill yourself or let me do it?" Feng Kaiping said faintly.

Feng Qing did not advance but retreated. He threw himself to the ground and said, "how dare those who hide their heads and show their tails talk?"

Feng Kaiping said, "do you want me to do it? OK, I'll give you a ride. "

Feng Qing was reluctant to give up this cheap life. The good man Feng Kaiping took some trouble to help Feng Qing reincarnate as soon as possible.

Feng Kaiping stood three meters away from Feng Qing and raised his eyebrows. The earth cracked under Feng Qing's feet and the lake gathered again, like a fierce tiger rushing down the mountain to Feng Qing.

Feng Qing picked up Gu Zhao with one hand, ran the little yuan force left in his body, and took a difficult step to escape from the lake.

Feng Kaiping sneered and turned to catch up with Feng Qing easily.

"You can't escape." Feng Kaiping breathed slightly and decided to kill Feng Qing quickly.

Everything changes when it's too late.

Dark iron chains flew out of Feng Kaiping's body, slammed into the earth with a radius of 100 meters, and mysterious and wonderful runes spread from the iron chain. When the runes were trained into a circle, Feng Kaiping blocked the small world.

"TIANLIAN Tiansuo." Feng Qing's eyes were as sharp as a sword. "A hundred years ago, there was a fire in zubao Pavilion for no reason. It was not only zubao pavilion that disappeared with the fire, but also many peerless treasures left by the ancestors in zubao Pavilion."

Feng Kai smiled and said nothing. When they took out the long lost exquisite pagoda, they didn't want to deceive Feng Qing. It's useless to say more about the obvious facts.

"You did that." Feng Qing's anger grew, "the ancestral pavilion was built by your ancestors. As descendants of Feng family, you destroyed the ancestral things. Can you still be Feng family?"

Feng Kaiping said, "Feng Qing, I thought you paid more attention to it. It turned out that you were also kept in the dark. Didn't your father tell you that we don't have family blood. "