Mrs. Yan was obviously panicked, her voice was trembling slightly, but she pretended to be calm and said:

"You...who are you?"

Qin Feng smiled and said:

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that I know your secret. That's enough, isn't it?"

Mrs. Yan's beautiful eyes were filled with light, and she gritted her teeth and said:

"Believe it or not, I'm going to call you to molest me right now!

You scoundrel, filthy bastard! Disgusting scum!

How dare you molest the great Yan family, the queen of the Great Chanyu of the Huns!"

Qin Feng sighed and raised his right foot.

The dagger that had just fallen to the ground flew up.

Then it was firmly tied on Yan's right cheek.

The next moment, a tiny trace of blood slowly seeped out.

Qin Feng looked guilty and said softly:

"I'm sorry, I just missed it. Fortunately, the wound is not big, it won't leave any scars, and it won't be visible to anyone.

But, if you still dare to mess around here.

Next time this dagger will pierce your neck.

Hot blood will instantly cover your body at a speed of one meter per second.

The face you are proud of will gradually turn white."

Speaking of this, Qin Feng suddenly remembered something.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a standard bad guy face, and he said in a hoarse voice:

"Oh, by the way, there is also your favorite Chen Lang.

I will cut him into pieces and bury you together!"

Mr. Yan had obviously never seen such a perverted person.

My eyes turned red in a flash, and the mist quickly filled up.

She couldn't help but choked up and said:

"You...you pervert!"

"Jie Jie Jie! I am a pervert!"

But at this moment, Chen Ping held the tent with one hand and his waist with the other, and walked out with a pale face.

Yan immediately screamed:

"Chen Lang! Run! This is a pervert!

Remember to avenge me!"

After saying that, she opened her mouth and bit Qin Feng's arm hard.

"Ouch! It hurts!"

Caught off guard, Qin Feng was hit and let go of his grip with a scream.

But who would have thought that this fierce prairie girl would actually bend her knees and push her up!

Fortunately, Qin Feng reacted very quickly, or in other words, relying on his strong belief that he would not be a sister to Brother Gao Zi, he jumped up on the spot and barely avoided it!

"You crazy bitch! You crazy bitch!"

Qin Feng, who "survived the catastrophe", was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat, jumped to his feet and cursed.

Mrs. Yan took the opportunity to get up from the ground, grabbed Chen Ping's arm and tried to run away.

"Run!"

"Ouch!"

But how could Chen Ping, who was so weak, run away?

After being dragged for two steps, the two of them fell to the ground.

Seeing that Qin Feng had a dark face, he approached again.

Mrs. Yan immediately gritted her teeth, hugged Chen Ping, and sobbed:

"If you want to die, let's die together!"

Qin Feng grinned and raised the dagger in his hand:

"Jie Jie Jie, what a couple! I will make it happen for you today!"

Chen Ping couldn't help but smile bitterly. He patted Yan's shoulder and said a few words of comfort.

Then he looked at Qin Feng and said helplessly:

"Boss, please stop scaring her."

"Huh? Boss?"

Ms. Yan was stunned for a moment. She turned her head and looked at Zuofeng carefully.

I found that this Central Plains man was also fair and fair, and very delicate.

He doesn't look like a bad person no matter how he looks.

Thinking back on what he just said, it was so mean!

What a dog!

Mrs. Yan gritted her teeth bitterly and said:

"He is your eldest brother?"

Chen Ping smiled bitterly and nodded:

"Yes, he is the divine envoy."

After saying that, Qin Feng cooperated very well and took out a mask from behind his waist, put it on his face, and said in a deep voice:

"My Lord Tiga! Three minutes ago, he was invincible. Three minutes later, he will be resigned to his fate!"

Yan's eyes suddenly widened, her face full of disbelief.

She looked at Chen Ping and then at Qin Feng, not knowing what to say.

Qin Feng smiled lightly and said:

"Don't be afraid, you are from the Central Plains, right?"

When Yan heard this, he immediately fell silent.

Qin Feng thought for a while and continued:

"Let me guess, you are probably from Zhao.

But when I was young, I was robbed by the marauding Huns.

As you grew up, your beautiful appearance attracted the old man Touman.

Coupled with your own ability, you probably killed a few beauties vying for favor, and finally became the queen of the Xiongnu Great Chanyu - the Yan family, am I right?"

Mrs. Yan bit her lip tightly and said nothing.

But her clenched fists clearly showed her inner unrest.

Qin Feng squatted down, looked at her seriously, and continued:

"You don't like Touman, because no Central Plains woman would like a savage who never bathes and is covered in fleas, right?

You also hate that child deeply, but you have no choice, because this is your capital to protect yourself.

Moton is hostile to you because you are his stepmother and threaten his position.

The kings of other tribes covet your beauty and wish they could have you as their own.

It can be said that in the entire Xiongnu, except for the old man Touman, no one wants you to be well.

But how many more years can you rely on this old man?"

"Stop talking! Stop talking!"

Mrs. Yan covered her ears, with a look of pain on her face.

Chen Ping sighed deeply and patted her back.

After a long time, Mrs. Yan slowly raised her head, her face already stained with tears.

"Why are you so sure that I am a woman from the Central Plains?"

Qin Feng sat on the ground, stretched out two fingers with a smile, and said;
To be continued...