During the day, Mo Fengwu naturally wouldn't say anything.

After all, it was his own man, and he was ridiculed and his face was gone.

But now she and Di are the only ones in the room, and they can finally drive unscrupulously.

When he heard this, the Emperor's face turned dark.

The anger that was suppressed during the day suddenly rushed upwards.

"Shut up!"

"Tsk tsk, what is the domineering thing about your mouth? Why, you won't let me say it if you don't use it?"

Mo Fengwu smiled like a flower, then stretched out her fingers and walked down along Di Guang's naked chest... Then she came to her flat waist and abdomen, walked around her gently twice, and then suddenly went down a little!

hiss!

In an instant, Mo Fengwu obviously heard the man beside her and breathed a little more solemnly.

Mo Fengwu chuckled, but the next second, someone grabbed the little hand that was making trouble.

"You're playing with fire."

Without the coldness of usual, Di said in a hoarse voice. But when he heard this, Mo Fengwu laughed more and more happily.

"Yes, I'm idle anyway."

The emperor's eyes darkened, but then he was about to reach out, but Mo Fengwu held his chest with one hand.

"Silver Needle!"

Mo Fengwu reminded him badly, then reached out and pulled the emperor's wrist, got back to the point, and said, "Okay, don't make a fuss. You are just made of tofu and shit, so it's not very useful, it can't be used at all.

...So, you'd better have a good rest."

While speaking, Mo Fengwu pulled out the silver needle from the emperor.

Then the next second, before the silver needle was put away, someone turned over and pressed her under him.

Mo Fengwu was stunned and then laughed.

"Why, don't accept it?"

"You try it, can it be used?" He lowered his voice, and the emperor was rarely serious.

"Is this a hurry?" As he said that, Mo Fengwu hooked the man's neck, then pressed him into his ear, and smiled: "I know you are useful, but it's not OK? Don't look at what I am doing,

If you are useless, can you still stay until now?

After all, what's the use of this man's face? How boring is the embroidered pillow... So, wait for me and wait for it later. Then, let's see how I... eat... um...

"

Mo Fengwu whispered, but before she could finish her speech, her lips were instantly blocked...

**

At the same time, the Feng Family Ancestral Hall.

Today is a good day, so the ancestral hall that is only opened during the Chinese New Year will be opened for the first time tonight.

All the young and old of the Feng family attended and worshiped respectfully.

Feng Shoulin, the old man of the Feng family, worshiped while muttering words, tears in his eyes, but smiled at the corner of his mouth.

And when the Feng family's old man finished talking, the worship ended.

Later, the old man of the Feng family, as the head of the family, said something, and then took some direct descendants of the Feng family to the back hall.

When everyone sat down, the old man of the Feng family spoke directly: "The identity of the master is certain, and he is the one who my Feng family is waiting for. However, there is something now, but it is quite troublesome..."

Feng Panlai, the second master of the Feng family next to him, immediately said: "Is my father considering the bloodline of the Lord?"

"Not bad." The old man of the Feng family nodded: "The ancestor's letters have records of the spirit beads. According to the ancestor's master, the spirit beads are changed, and different colors symbolize different bloodlines. Among them, yellow, green, red, and white... are all recorded.
Chapter completed!