"Ah... it hurts!" Feng Siyu cried out in pain, turned her head, looked at Feng Simei with dark eyes full of evil, and cursed angrily: "Feng Simei, this bitch, how dare you take me for granted.
I will support you and take the stick for you. I will fight with you today."
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Siyu didn't care about the pain in her arm, took off the golden hairpin from her head and stabbed it directly towards Feng Simei's beautiful face.
"Bitch, you want to ruin your face, go to hell!" Seeing Jin Chai stabbing her face, Feng Simei's apricot eyes filled with darkness, she quickly grabbed the stick in Cui'er's hand, and faced Feng Siyu.
A random beating
Feng Siyu was not to be outdone. When the stick hit her, she quickly grabbed Feng Simei's long hair that reached her waist, pulled Feng Si's brow skin down hard until it hurt, and dropped the stick in her hand.
, he spotted Feng Siyu’s long hair and grabbed it, using all his strength to pull down.
Suddenly, the two of them were fighting each other like pigs. Their usual dignity was thrown out of the window. They wanted to tear out all the hair of the other party and become bald.
Cui'er became the audience, retreating to the side and watching the battle leisurely, thinking in her heart, Miss is so powerful, she made these people kill each other with just a few words.
"I didn't expect that once this woman started to fight hard, she would be really wonderful. Today, Zhuang'er Fu was really watching a good show." Wu Jingyu squinted his eyes, raised an evil smile at the corners of his lips, and commented.
"You have to pay to go to the theater, bring me a thousand taels of silver!" Feng Qingzhuang's eyes were as bright as black pearls, her lips were slightly raised, she was lazily enjoying the fight in the courtyard, and she stretched out her left hand to take advantage of the situation and said
"I don't have any silver with me. Can I use other items instead?" Wu Jingyu pretended to be distressed and asked for advice, while a hint of cunning flashed through his eyes as black as paint.
"As long as the item's market value is no less than one thousand taels, that's fine." Feng Qingzhuang had no doubt that she had it, and nodded in agreement, her beautiful eyes shining like black pearls still focused on the exciting fight in the courtyard.
After hearing this, Wu Jingyu's handsome face revealed a sly smile, his evil eyes flashed with a smile, and with a thought, he held a simple black jade ring in his hand.
Pulling Feng Qingzhuang's left hand, she quickly put the ring on Feng Qingzhuang's left ring finger.
"What are you doing?" She was watching those women fighting with great interest. Suddenly, there was a cold touch on the ring finger of her left hand. Feng Qingzhuang turned around and saw an ink-colored ring on her ring finger. The ring was simple and elegant, black and white, like
The clouds are like mist, and upon closer inspection, they actually form a natural white phoenix pattern.
Feng Qingzhuang frowned in displeasure and stared at the ink jade ring on her ring finger for a moment, then she looked annoyed. In modern times, only wedding rings can be worn on the ring finger, and they are diamond rings that represent eternity.
What's going on?
Feng Qingzhuang quickly removed the black jade ring on her ring finger. However, the black jade ring seemed to be smeared with strong glue. It shrank in the blink of an eye. No matter how hard she tried, it just couldn't be taken off. Feng Qingzhuang raised her head and raised her eyebrows slightly.
He looked at Wu Jingyu angrily and said coldly
"Take off this broken ring for me" and put his hand in front of Wu Jingyu's eyes
Wu Jingyu smiled happily like a stolen cat, his graceful and graceful face bloomed like a clear water white lotus, Tsinghua Wushuang opened his thin lips lightly, and sounded a sweet voice
"This is the holy ring of the Holy Moon Clan, Mo Yin Yun Feng. Once you put it on, you can't take it off unless you cut off your finger."