Although he usually covers up very well, for many of their past events can also be narrated clearly one by one, but the small details are naturally not right.

Feng's decision was made two days ago. Geng Pengcheng must have been transferred.

It's just that the man's technique is superb. The leather bag must have remained unchanged, but the core has been replaced by another person.

That is to say, the original Geng Pengcheng is afraid that he has lost his soul and soul.

Although the man has never loved himself from the beginning to the end, it's a fake that the husband and wife don't regret for so many years.

If it wasn't for Geng Pengcheng, she would not have joined the organization, which would have changed dramatically.

From a useless person to a person with special ability.

Her life has changed a lot. Geng Pengcheng, though she is generally respected as a guest, has performed well as a husband.

It's enough for her to go out and never allow those concubines to press on her head.

After decades of getting along with each other, I said I would leave.

It's false to say no regrets.

After old Geng left, Feng's heart was broken these days

It turns out that a lot of things are not known when they are in a position. Only when they are lost can they know that the other party is not so unimportant to themselves.

The husband doesn't love himself, it doesn't matter. At least he is with him.

Now, however, there is nothing.

Feng clenched his fist tightly and walked quickly into the hall.

The hall is very dark and claustrophobic.

On all sides of the wall, there are wooden carvings and ornaments, such as ox head, horse face, fierce ghost, etc., each of which describes the appearance of terror.

A tall, slightly emaciated young man was standing in the hall with his back to her.

Slowly turned around, his face covered with a ghost mask, scarlet two ghost eyes are looking at her.

Feng's heart slightly jumped, hurriedly bowed to salute, respectfully called "bow hall master".

There was a low hoarse roar from behind the bow hall leader.

A lightning figure suddenly came to her side, and reached out and grabbed her neck.

Feng's heart was shocked. He only felt that he was holding her hand with great strength.

She reluctantly raised her neck and glanced at the visitor.

I saw a woman with a little gray face and a blue tendon floating on her face. She was showing her teeth and staring at herself fiercely.

That face is really not a normal human face.

The woman's hair was shaved clean, and a bare head was covered with ferocious green tendons. A left hand grabbed her neck, which made her unable to move.

"Bow Lord." Feng spoke with difficulty.

"Ali." The man gave a faint cry.

The bald woman named Ali threw Feng Shi away. With this inertia, Feng Shi flew back one meter and fell to the ground.

She lay on the ground and gasped for breath. She covered the frightened look of her eyes. She looked up hard and looked at hall bow. She quickly lowered her head and said respectfully, "Hall master forgive me, hall master forgive me."

"Feng LAN." Bow hall master looked at her coldly and said, "know where you are wrong?"

Feng's head bowed, and the atmosphere did not dare to make a sound.

"You disappoint the Lord!" Bow hall master sneer, "you are so impatient, bad Lord's event."

"Now that those people have come here, how are you doing?"

Feng Lan's mouth crossed a cold and bloody smile.