The man holding the soul in his arms felt anxious after the woman spoke. Although her appearance was hidden by the purple gauze, the luxurious cloak was printed with the insults and slanders he had suffered. How could he
Forgot, why did she appear here? If she followed him, why didn't he notice it at all? Is she also interested in this soul-qingzheng?
At this time, the surroundings were silent, and Liao Beixiong was so surprised that he didn't know what to say. The soul kite was in Yan Hua's hands, and before he could figure out the purpose of the woman's coming, he still quietly watched her change with everyone in the audience.
Feng Ning paused for a moment in the audience, then turned to one side and stepped onto the ring with her skirt in hand. When she reached Miss Liao's side, she couldn't help but sigh with regret: "What a pitiful person."
Taking advantage of him, that person is still his biological father.
Miss Liao stared at the person walking by with confusion. The look in her eyes just now made her startled. However, the words she heard made her even more suspicious, and she turned to her father uneasily.
He looked away, but his father's eyes were staring straight at the guzheng in Mr. Yan's hand.
Since someone wants to play, why shouldn't she not accompany him? Looking at the pulsating anger in those eyes, Feng Ning raised her eyebrows and smiled softly, stopping five steps in front of him, saying with amusement, "What, Yan?"
Is the young master also proficient in music? He is so favored by the guzheng here that he even refuses to marry her and ruins Miss Liao's reputation?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Hua's face became even darker and more sinister, and the murderous aura that overflowed from his body was cold and frightening, "Haha - we are really enemies on a narrow road. If you don't come to me, I will come to you to avenge the humiliation of that day.
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When Liao Beixiong heard this, his hanging heart was relieved. It turned out that the two people had hatred, and nothing was more important than the mishap of Qinghunzheng. He cupped his hands and smiled, "Mr. Yan, today is the day for my daughter's marriage.
"Lei, if you have no intention of being with my daughter, Liao can't force it. Let's do this. Since you two have grudges, how about you put the guzheng down and go to discuss it elsewhere?"
Both of them understood what Liao Beixiong meant. Unfortunately, he could not take back the Soul-Qing Zheng today. It was reasonable for the Earth Demon Church to come to fight for the Soul-Qing Zheng, but how did the Liao family obtain the Soul-Qing Zheng? Feng Feng
Ning was even more interested in this. He curled his lips under the purple gauze and sneered. Looking at Liao Beixiong, his eyes couldn't help but add a bit of biting coldness. "Master Liao, let alone Young Master Yan want to take away the Soul-Qing Zheng today."
It makes sense, that is how your Liao family obtained the Soul-Qing Zheng, I believe all the heroes present would like to hear an explanation."
Yan Hua narrowed her eyes slightly and felt a little puzzled. Why did this woman start talking to her? Everyone in the world should know that this soul-holding kite really belongs to Saint Longgong, and the leader is a disciple of Saint Longgong.
Only Miao Miao knew about it. As for how he arrived at the Liao family, he had never heard from the leader, so he remained silent at this time, hoping to hear how Liao Beixiong could explain his confusion.
Liao Beixiong's eyes flashed with layers of viciousness, but he still wanted to maintain the chivalry and demeanor that a hero of Liao should have on his face, "This is really embarrassing for Liao. This soul-lifting kite was not acquired by Liao, but by my father."
The accidental encounter, as for its origin, my father did not explain to Liao."
Haha, what a 'accidental encounter with my father'. This has pushed everything away. How can a dead man respond? Feng Ning moved her eyes, not bothering to pay attention to the frightening force that swept from the corner of her eyes, "Liao
The hero is so dishonest. As we all know, this soul-carrying kite belongs to the Longgong Saint. Since your Majesty got it by chance, if you know who the owner of this soul-carrying kite is, wouldn't it be humane to return the thing to its original owner?
If you marry a girl as a dowry, doesn't it mean that this Soul-Qing Zheng belongs to your Liao family? The Liao heroes have been famous all their lives, but this move makes you want to embezzle it for yourself."
"You——." Liao Beixiong was filled with anger at the unabashed words of the woman in front of him, "This girl, Liao, has lived an upright life, how can you allow you to taint her at will?"