Leng Fengyun held a kitchen knife and sneered when he heard this: "Go back to where you came from, otherwise, I can't guarantee that he can live well."
Threat, absolute threat.
Seeing this, the two middle-aged people were so angry that their heads were almost smoking, but they did not dare to delay at all, and ran quickly in the direction of Li Yeran: "Leng Fengyun, just wait for us."
"I'm afraid of you. If you come one, I'll kill one. If two come, I'll kill a pair." Leng Fengyun picked up the kitchen knife and started to chase.
Immediately, the frightened two people took Li Yeran and ran away, disappearing in an instant.[
"Humph." Leng Fengyun saw this and let out a cold snort. When he turned around and faced the surprised Hua Yi, he put away all the sternness he had just felt and said with a gentle and bright smile: "Mom, you are not afraid of them, your daughter is here.
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"Yun'er, your sword skills?" Hua Yi was very surprised. Isn't her daughter already disabled? Because her husband died during an assassination attempt on the old Marquis last year, and Yun'er was also slapped. That's it.
The original genius has turned into a waste with broken muscles, but today...
"Mom, my Yuan Power is gone, but my sword skills are still there. Come on, Mom, you go and rest first." Leng Fengyun smiled sweetly.
Yuan Power? Emperor Mu felt the power on Fengyun through his tail. He didn't have any Yuan Power, but he had innate divine power.
This upper realm martial arts is mixed, with Yuanli, divine power, fighting spirit, and all sorts of mess. Although Beimang is a heavy Yuanli, it is not impossible to live without Yuanli. Innate divine power is better. It seems that his family's Fengyun is a blessing in disguise.
Instead of ordinary Yuan Power, he has better innate divine power.
Emperor Mu immediately raised his head with satisfaction, stretched out his mouth and kissed her without hesitation.
However, he was now in the shape of a dragon and was held in Feng Yun's arms. Suddenly he only kissed Feng Yun's chin.
Fengyun felt the intimacy of the little dragon, and immediately lowered his head and kissed Mu Huang's head with a smile, then stretched out his hand to rub it happily.
Mrs. Huayi saw this and said, "Where did you pick up this little dragon? It's dark and ugly." Her daughter liked this kind of messy little animal.
Emperor Mu was furious when he heard this.
Ugly, I dare to say that Lord Mu Huang is ugly.
"It's not ugly, the little dragon is quite beautiful." Feng Yun hugged the hairy Mu Huang tightly, smiled and kissed Mu Huang's head: "Don't be stingy, be good to my mother, or I'll spank you."
This, this is when he is a child.
Emperor Mu raised his head and glanced at Feng Yun. However, he was very happy. He was happy for no reason. He was probably born a little weak.
Emperor Mu, who was pretending to be a little dragon, did not speak at this time. He only waved his tail pretending to be aggrieved, trying to please Feng Yun. Of course he wanted to please the woman he liked, hehe.
"Mother, I..."
"Fourth Miss, the Marquis invites you to come." Just as he was about to help Hua Yi leave, the housekeeper of the Leng Mansion suddenly came to deliver a message.
Grandpa is looking for her? Why is he looking for her?
However, just in time to avoid her mother's doubts about her sword skills, Leng Fengyun immediately responded and ran away with Emperor Mu in her arms.[
The spring breeze blows across the sky and the earth, turning warm and cold at first.
The study room of the Marquis of Leng State.
"I have made a marriage arrangement for you. In ten days, you will marry the legitimate son of the contemporary god king of Beimang Divine Mansion, Emperor Sha." Leng Wutian, who was over sixty years old, looked at Leng Fengyun coldly: "You did not refuse.
Qualifications, Li Yeran's matter hasn't spread yet today. Once it spreads that you have been annulled, the reputation of my Lenghou Mansion will be disgraced. Go back and prepare to marry me tomorrow."