"Feng Qingchen, why are you laughing?" Wen Jiaxiu was so stunned by Feng Qingchen's smile that she forgot what she was going to say.
"Smile, the weather is really nice today." Feng Qingchen glanced around and found that the place chosen by these people was really good, a blind spot and sparsely populated.
Well, it really makes it easier for her to hit people.
"Feng Qingchen, don't worry about other things. Even if you are about to die, you still have a strong mouth." Wen Jiaxiu's face was long, and the handkerchief in her hand was twisted into a strip.
"Death? How many people want to kill me?" Feng Qingchen said calmly, with a little joking.
"Feng Qingchen, if we want to kill you, it will be as easy as squeezing an ant to death." A look of fierceness flashed across Wen Jiaxiu's beautiful face.
"Feng Qingchen, we don't bother to kill you. Killing you will dirty our hands. Don't think that curing the eldest son's eye disease will make him think highly of you and make the Wang family appreciate you. You don't look at yourself either.
With your identity, you are worthy of standing beside the eldest young master?
Humph, don’t think that because the eldest son wrote a poem for you today, you think that the eldest son thinks highly of you. I’m telling you, the eldest son is just pitying you. Feng Qingchen, if you know practical things, stay away from the eldest son.
Based on your status, you are not worthy of carrying the eldest son's shoes."
It turns out that male lust harms people.
"What if I say no?" Feng Qingchen said coldly.
"No? What right do you have to say no, Wen Yi, don't talk to her anymore, push this woman down, I want to see how you can seduce the eldest son even though she is covered in filth." Standing on the left side of Wen Jiaxiu.
The woman said fiercely.
Several others also echoed one after another. Seeing how many people wanted to take action, Feng Qingchen was not in a hurry. He only said: "I advise you to think twice before taking action. If you fail to steal the chicken, you will lose the rice, but it will not be good."
Already."
"Are you scaring us? Why? Do you still dare to complain?" Wen Jiaxiu and Wen Yi said as they stepped forward.
"Complain? No, I, Feng Qingchen, never complain. I'm afraid you will." Feng Qingchen, like a magic trick, took out a rope from his sleeves and tied up the wide sleeves, stepping back slightly.
He looked like he was scared, but actually he was in a fighting stance.
"Complain? I, Wen Yi, have never complained since I was ten years old. Feng Qingchen, if you don't have to drink a toast or drink a fine, do you want to be a talented woman? Okay, I'll make it happen for you."
Wen Yi stepped forward and pushed with his hands, trying to push Feng Qingchen into every corner.
Feng Qingchen dodged away, and the smile on his face faded. He took a step forward and said, "Wen Xiu, don't blame me for being rude."
He grabbed Wen Yi's arm, threw him over his shoulder, and with a "dong" sound, Wen Xiu fell to the ground.
"Ah, help me, hit me."
"Feng Qingchen hit someone."
Several other shows hurriedly shouted, but Feng Qingchen didn't seem to hear them and strode forward. Seeing that they were in such a panic that they didn't know how to fight back, Feng Qingchen simply knocked them down.
How would she be afraid of a few little girls who can’t lift with their hands or carry on their shoulders?
She played according to the rules of the poetry club, but it was just to give Wang Jinling and Xie Mansion face, and they really thought she was afraid.
Feng Qingchen snorted disdainfully.
Every blind spot is far away from everyone, so there is no way to call anyone in a short while.
Feng Qingchen looked at the women lying on the ground in confusion, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "If you make any more noise, I will kick you all in. Don't you want to see what will happen if I get dirty? Now I will help you.
Let you see enough."
He picked up Wen Yi and dragged it everywhere.
"No, no, Fengxiu, I was wrong, I was wrong, I apologize, no, don't throw me into that filth." Wen Yi cried miserably, her face full of tears, and panic and fear flashed in her eyes.
"Are you afraid? When you guys discussed throwing me in, you were so happy."
"Feng Qingchen, don't go too far. Who do you think you are? If you dare to throw us in, we will kill you." A woman in pink and brocade clothes got up from the ground, holding her belly.
He glared at Feng Qingchen fiercely, his eyes like knives.
Feng Qingchen's beatings were particularly insidious, and they were all in places where the injuries could not be seen.
"Really? Then I want to see how you kill me when I get there." Feng Qingchen dropped Wen Yi and turned to pull the pink girl, pulling her to each side in a few moments.
The stench filled the sky, and the peach-red woman's face changed. However, Feng Qingchen had a bad intention, and took advantage of the peach-blossom woman's loss of consciousness to push her down.
"Ah, no." The pink girl was so frightened that she screamed repeatedly. When she saw that she was about to fall, Feng Qingchen suddenly reached out and pulled her back, and with one force, she brought her out.
One thought of heaven, one thought of hell.
After this incident, the pink girl was shocked, her face turned pale with fright, and she stood there motionless.
The character of a woman from an aristocratic family is nothing more than that.
Feng Qingchen was too lazy to argue with these women, and just said coldly: "I don't want anyone to spread the word about what just happened. Once something bad comes out, I won't be so lucky next time."
"No, no, we promise not to say anything." The women still fell to the ground, but they nodded repeatedly.
The arrogant ones are afraid of those who are aggressive, and those who are aggressive are afraid of losing their lives. Feng Qingchen just doesn't want to deal with that type.
Feng Qingchen nodded with satisfaction, just as she turned around to leave.
"Aww...aoww..."
There was a howl of wolves, and then the sound of "dong dong dong" running wild animals was heard.
"Wolves? How could it be? No, Wang Jinling." Feng Qingchen's expression changed, and she ran out without even looking at the woman on the ground.
"Wolf? Don't leave us behind, Feng Qingchen, please wait for us." Upon hearing this, Wen Yi and the other women's faces turned pale and their whole bodies trembled. However, they got up from the ground at a level beyond their normal level.
They caught up with Feng Qingchen in two steps and asked Feng Qingchen to take them.
"Don't hold me back, and don't follow me. You go in the direction of Huiwen Pavilion." Feng Qingchen paused, threw Wen Yi and others away, and pointed in a random direction.
This is the Baicao Garden, not a hunting ground. How could a pack of wolves come to this place? The arrival of this pack of wolves is unusually weird.
Thinking that Wang Jinling was here, Feng Qingchen didn't think much and ran directly towards the most dangerous place.
She knew that with Wang Jinling's temperament, he would not run away at this time.
"No, no, we will follow you."
Wen Yi showed off several times, but was convinced by Feng Qingchen.
"As you wish."
Feng Qingchen said nothing and ran straight towards the direction where the sound of the wolves came from. After just a few steps, he saw a chaotic scene.
"Help, help, there are wolves, there are wolves."
The entire Baicao Garden was in chaos. The wolves were like rushing into a herd of sheep, running around and biting anyone they saw.
Everyone ran out without their lives, but the wolf jumped up and knocked everyone down.
"puff……"
"Aww...aoww..."
When Wen Yi looked up, he saw a wolf biting off a woman's neck.
"Ah...it's Xue Lin, it's Xue Lin." Wen Yi cried loudly.
"Shut up." Feng Qingchen glared at Wen Yi so hard that Wen Yi quickly covered her mouth and could only sob softly.
Feng Qingchen ignored it and continued to move forward, shouting loudly: Wang Jinling, Wang Jinling, where are you?"
"Master, Master, there are so many wolves, so many wolves!"
Wen Yi had sharp eyes, Feng Qingchen followed her expectations and saw...