Feng Rou chased after him in three steps and two steps at a time. With a shake of her delicate hands, two silver needles had already been shot into the back of Feng Mang's head. Feng Mang's body trembled, and the murderous look on his face disappeared instantly, and his eyes lit up.

, looked at Xiao Qiao and said: "Daughter, what's wrong?

It could be you. Why are you here? You..." Just as he was about to continue asking, he noticed that his mace was about to fall on Xiao Qiao's body. He quickly took it back and said with a confused look on his face, "

What's going on? I, how could I..."

"You, you went crazy again and almost killed someone!" Feng Rou stepped forward and looked at Feng Mang sadly. "Who did you kill? I just remember that there was someone who was raving just now.

I'm so angry because I scratched the new clothes Wan Xin made for me.

! By the way, that brat is here?" Feng Mang exclaimed, slowly recalling it, and looked around. "You, the brat you are talking about is me, my father-in-law!" Qing Han said to Xiao Qiao

He stuck his head out from behind, coughed, and had a sneer on his face.

"Yes, you are the brat who tore my clothes. I'm going to stab you!" Feng Mang glared and raised his mace to call over again. Xiao Qiao turned around and said with a small mouth

He looked at Feng Mang angrily and said, "Dad, if you hit him again, I will fight you to the death!"

"Brother, you are serious. The person you fought with just now is your son-in-law, Xiao Qiao's husband, and you are so ruthless!" Feng Rou smiled angrily and gave Feng Mang an accusing look. "This kid is me.

Son-in-law?" Feng Mang looked at Qinghan in disbelief. "You, the head of the family, almost made our Xiao Qiao a widow!" Li Tongchui laughed.

He laughed and patted Feng Mang on the shoulder. "That's right. If you accidentally hurt him somewhere, wouldn't our Xiao Qiao hate you as a father for the rest of his life?" The white macaque also started making noises.

, smiled and winked at Xiao Qiao, but Xiao Qiao turned red and snorted: "You old bachelors are so annoying!"

"Hey!" Feng Mang sighed, walked to Qing Han, and snorted, "Boy, you have good kung fu. Look at me, my father-in-law is just a little impatient. My good son-in-law, don't blame me!

I didn't hurt you anywhere!" After saying that, he patted Qinghan on the shoulder. Qinghan let out a cry and spat out a mouthful of hot blood. However, Xiao Qiao became anxious: "Dad, why are you like this, you have such a hairy hand?

Damn it, he received such a heavy kick from you, and another blow from you, and you slapped him so hard, it’s no wonder it didn’t get hurt!" As he said this, he pushed Feng Mang’s hand away and patted him with concern.
Chapter completed!