The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

Feng Fu's heart panicked for a while. If the truth was revealed, he would have to carry his father's long-term crimes. After his death, he would also be hated and spurned by the young people of the Feng family.

Feng Fu had to face the most in his life. He was not afraid of life and death, but this face alone could not be completely lost after death.

"Dead girl, my father is already dead, do you still want him to be peaceful after death? I have never heard of any way to enter the sea of ​​dead people, you just want to prolong the time, maybe At that time, illusion will also be used to deceive everyone. If you want to wash Feng Lingran offense, it will never be possible. "

After finishing his angrily, Fengfu coughed violently, and suddenly a lot of blood spewed out of his mouth.

After listening to Xiao Xi ’s words, Elder Feng San felt a little loose in his heart. He also wanted to see for himself who killed the old patriarch so cruelly. When he wanted to agree, Feng Fu suddenly said such fierce words, and hematemesis Elder Feng San was impatient and felt that Feng Fu said something very reasonable.

"Sect Master is right, you have to move my father's body unless you step on it." Feng Yuan echoed his guilty conscience, and he couldn't let others know the truth that night, although he stood There was no hands there, but watching Feng Fu kill the old patriarch, he was an accomplice.

Today, even if he and Fengfu both died here, he is not losing money. The Feng people will only consider Feng Lingran to be the murderer, and his son will become the next suzerain.

Thinking of this, Feng Yuan was not afraid of death at all, but he had to keep this father's secret together with Feng Fu.

Xiao Xi's eyes suddenly looked at Feng Yuan, with a sneer in the corner of his mouth: "Do you not want to, or dare you?"

Xiao Qi told her some things about the Feng family, including that Feng Fu and Feng Yuan were brothers of the same father and mother. The two colluded together and had long wanted to get rid of Feng Lingran.

The fingers in Feng Yuan's sleeves shook slightly. Xiao Xiqing's eyes were like ice cones. It was chilling. In the end, Feng Yuan was guilty. Suddenly, when he met these eyes, his breathing became disturbed. This is A manifestation of inner panic.

"I don't want to talk nonsense to you. If you have the ability, you will kill us. Anyway, Feng Lingran is not the first cold-blooded beast, killing one and killing five, there is no difference for him." Feng Yuan sees clearly In this situation, Feng Ling feared that he had absorbed the power of inheritance, and a Nan Huajun appeared on the other side.

He and Fengfu had already suffered internal injuries. Fengfu was lying on the ground and could not stand up. His two younger brothers were not Feng Lingran's opponents.

"There is a record in the Biography of the Divine Beast, that the Shenlong can swim in the sea of ​​people. As long as the Shenlong is willing, he can take people to swim in the sea." Nan Huajun's cold voice suddenly came, and continued: "You think it is a phoenix Ling Ran killed the old patriarch Feng, you don't trust him, can you trust me?"

Nan Huajun's eyes are astonishing and clear-hearted. He is like a fairy-like figure in the minds of the Sandu people. No one will question what he said, and even the emperor will not doubt it half.

Feng Yuan had no doubt about Shangnan Huajun's righteous eyes, and instinctive trust. When he was about to nod, he heard Feng Fu's coughing and suddenly recovered.

Almost made a big mistake.

Feng Yuan's heart was beating violently and unsteadily. When he was about to speak, he was half a beat slow.

Elder Feng Er said: "Nan Huajun, I believe you, but you can guarantee that if Feng Lingran killed my father, would you kill Feng Lingran by yourself?"

Elder Feng Er pointed in hatred at Feng Lingran, who was hidden behind Xiao Xi. He knew that as long as Nan Huajun nodded, he could do it.

Elder Feng Er did not know that it was Feng Fu and Feng Yuan who killed the old patriarch. Now he is determined to avenge the old patriarch. No matter what method or method, Feng Ling will be killed.

Nan Huajun nodded and said coldly: "If he killed the old Sect Master Feng, if you don't say it, I will kill him myself."

Even the elders of their own loved ones are killed. Such inhumane people are not worthy of standing by Xiao Xi.

Feng Yuan's heart beats more violently, and his expression flashed in panic: "Third brother, don't believe him, have you forgotten? He is the stinky girl and Feng Lingran, how can he really help us?"

Feng Fu's coughing sound was more serious, and he wanted to stop it, but the blood in his mouth kept vomiting out, and he was weak and unable to speak.

at this time.

Elder Feng San worried about Feng Fu, and said to Nanhua Jun: "Nan Huajun, the suzerain is because of you, and Feng Lingran was hurt so badly. If Feng Lingran is the murderer, you have to heal the suzerain."

Xiao Xi sneered at the corner of his mouth, and Elder Feng San was too stupid. When he said this, didn't he see Feng Fu's expression about to cough to death?

Nan Huajun frowned slightly, his eyes flashed unhappy, not because he didn't believe in Feng Lingran, but because this person, Feng Fu, was not enough to die a hundred times. He even disgusted even if he promised.

Xiao Xi accidentally saw Nan Huajun's unwilling look, she chuckled and pulled his clothes corner.

Nan Huajun looked back and saw Xiao Xi's smiling expression. He looked soft and understood what she meant, but how could he bear it?

"Okay, I promise you."

Nan Huajun agreed to be neat, as long as Xiao Xi was happy, he would do anything.

Feng Lingran's black eyes fell on Xiao Xi's fingers, white fingers, pinching Nan Huajun's sleeves, exquisite and beautiful little face smiled like flowers, and the expression she looked at him as if to show off to Nan Huajun again. .

A depressed breath blocked Feng Lingran's chest.

Feng Lingran stretched out his slender fingers, grabbed Xiao Xi's arm, and pulled her over, using a bit of force. Xiao Xi was unprepared and fell into Feng Lingran's arms.

The strange thing is that Feng Lingran has no bloody smell on his body, but a faint cold fragrance.

Xiao Xi lowered his eyes and was surprised to find that the blood on Feng Lingran didn't know when it was gone. His robe was as clean as a new robe.

How is this going?

Xiao Xi was in Feng Lingran's arms, her chest suddenly became hot...