The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

The old patriarch's clouded eyes, wide open in pain, looked at Feng Fu's distorted expression, ugly. The old patriarch had a long mouth and a small voice from his throat, what did he want to say to Feng Fu?

Feng Fu's heart was full of injustice, like a raging fire, burning his internal organs.

But it didn't go away, it soon ended.

No one can take away the highest status of the Feng nationality.

Only he is eligible to inherit.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhividaws overdrew Feng Jun.

You shouldn't be distressed. What's wrong with the little bitch dying in his father's tomb?When the time comes, your family will be able to meet in Yincao Difu, ha ha ha..."

Like an ugly devil, Feng Fu laughed wildly, his fingers tightening.

Feng Yuan's face was pale when he saw the old father's pinch, and he seemed to be dying soon. His heart suddenly sank, and he couldn't bear to say: "Brother, just let me go! I don't think he has lived any longer, why should Do things so..." Absolutely.

Before the last word was spoken, Feng Fu's fierce eyes were killed.

Feng Yuan's voice stuck in his throat.

Click.

The old patriarch's head was crooked to the side, his pale face, and there was no more painful expression, but his pale, turbid eyes, never looked back.

Fengfu withdrew his hand, calmly took out the veil, wiped his hands, looked at the dead old patriarch, and said coldly: "He forced me."

After throwing away his hand wiper, Feng Fu narrowed his eyes and raised his voice: "The old patriarch is dead. From now on, Feng Fu, my new patriarch.

Shun, we are prosperous.Contrary, we are dead."

The last sentence was sent from Feng Fu's chest, and the whole house of the maid of the Phoenix House could be heard.

Elder Feng Er, Elder Feng San and Feng Shaotang came to the mansion where the old patriarch lived almost at the same time.

They did not have Fengshou's last arrogant words, and hurriedly walked into the old patriarch's room, seeing the old patriarch on the bed, his eyes open, and his face was dead.

The three of them were shocked, and a bad hunch came to mind.

"What happened? Dad... Dad him..." Elder Feng San looked at Lao Zong's unmoving eyes, his head sounded like he was hit hard and banged.

Elder Feng Er's fingers protruded and placed under the nose of the old patriarch. There was no breath. His fingers shook and panicked in his heart. He calmly took the pulse of the old patriarch.

The pulse is not beating.

Elder Feng Er didn't give up. Spiritual force penetrated into the meridian of the old patriarch. After swimming away, he could not feel any signs of being alive.

Feng Shaotang shuddered, and suddenly felt top-heavy. Uncle Feng's expression already told him that the old patriarch had died.

Feng Shaotang also had red eyes. He only saw Grandpa yesterday, and Grandpa smiled at him kindly. Why today... today...

at this time.

Feng Yuan said angrily: "It's Feng Lingran, the beast, in order to snatch the map of the Phoenix Mountains and get the inheritance of the Feng clan, he killed his father."

It was Fengfu who sent people to call the elders of Feng Er, Feng San, and Feng Shaotang. It was for this purpose that the crime of killing the old patriarch was blamed on Feng Lingran.

The old patriarch's neck was broken, and it was so obvious that he was strangled. Elder Feng Er and Feng San would not see it.

Feng Fu’s inability to destroy the evidence left behind happened to be used to kill two birds with one stone, and transferred all the hatred to Feng Lingran.

In such a short period of time, Feng Fu had no way to seal Feng Jun's tombstone. The reason why he said so to the old patriarch was that he had deliberately angered the old patriarch. This is what the old patriarch owed to him.

"Feng Lingran, I'm going to kill you, you beast against you." Elder Feng San yelled in anger, his red eyes rolled into tears, and he was full of hatred for Feng Lingran.

"Impossible, brother can't kill grandpa." Feng Shaotang didn't believe that the old patriarch was killed by Feng Lingran: "Dad, three uncles, there must be some misunderstanding."

Feng Yuan immediately angered Feng Shaotang: "Come and see, the scar on your grandfather's neck, and the plaque on the ground, it is not Feng Lingran who killed your grandfather, who else?"

Feng Shaotang saw the veil, he was familiar with it, and his heart sank. He had seen Big Brother and wiped his hands with such a veil.

"Maybe someone wants to blame the elder brother, uncle, you can't conclude that the elder brother killed the grandpa with a similar veil, and the grandpa loves the elder brother so much, how could the elder brother kill the grandpa for inheritance?" He said.

"What's impossible?" Feng Fu suddenly said loudly, and said angrily to Feng Shaotang: "You want to cover Feng Lingran, even your grandfather's death, does it matter?"

Feng Shaotang's heart was horrified, and suddenly he felt sad: "No, no, Dad..."

Feng Fu waved his hand and slapped Feng Shaotang fiercely. His red eyes glared at him, as if disappointed: "Don't call my father, I don't have your son.

Feng Lingran was extremely cruel for his own selfish desires, and Feng Fu swore that he wouldn't kill Feng Lingran's beast."

Feng San's eyes were red and he said angrily: "Feng Lingran must be killed. His beasts with wolf hearts and lungs are not worthy of living in this world. When he was born, he should be thrown into the river and drowned. Without that beast, Dad would not die."

Elder Feng Er and Feng Yuan also scolded Feng Lingran resentfully, putting all their hatred and all hatred on Feng Lingran's body.

Feng Fu's eyes deepened, and as he looked at the old suzerain, his eyes flashed with a trace of pride and joy that no one could catch.

That's right.

Feng Lingran killed you. If there were no Feng Lingran, Dad, you wouldn’t have to die so fast.

Among the tombstones.

After Xiao Xi and Xiao Qi left the tomb, the tomb seemed to be lined with a line, standing at the door, and there was no sight of Feng Lingran inside.

Xiao Xi and Xiao Qi were quietly waiting outside.

Do not know why.

After Xiao Xi walked out of the burial chamber, her heart remained uneasy, as if something was about to happen, making her uneasy.

at this time.

In the tomb.

Fenglin Ling hung in midair, and auras poured into Fenglin Ling in all directions, as if absorbed by it.

After a moment.

The tomb became chaotic, and everything in the room seemed to be gone.

In the scroll, Feng Jun seemed to come alive and came out of the scroll.