Looking at the man with disgust, Feng Qingxuan stopped selling the inner elixir and pulled Wu Yun over, "Let's go."
As soon as she moved, the man's men intercepted her in front.
"What do you want?" Feng Qingxuan turned around and looked at the man, the disgust and anger in his eyes undisguised.
Originally, Feng Qingxuan felt that it was better to do less than to do more, otherwise she would have taken action long ago.
"I just want to treat the lady to a drink and a meal." Mr. Jinyi said as he walked towards Feng Qingxuan. Just as he stretched out his hand to touch Feng Qingxuan's smooth little face, he suddenly felt
His wrist hurt, and the next moment, he was rolling on the ground holding his hands.
"What did you do to our young master!" The man's subordinates asked Feng Qingxuan, and a group of people immediately surrounded Feng Qingxuan and Wu Yun.
Feng Qingxuan snorted coldly, "Nothing was done. I saw that he had no intention of practicing anyway, so I cut off the tendons in his hands." Feng Qingxuan's expression was indifferent, as if he was talking about something insignificant.
"You!" Upon hearing that their young master's hand tendon was broken, the group of people were frightened. "You have caused trouble, do you know? Do you know who my young master is? My young master is the son of the Bailiu clan leader!
If you dare to break my young master's hand tendons, our clan leader will not let you go!"
"Miss, what should I do?" Wu Yun approached Feng Qingxuan and asked in a low voice.
Feng Qingxuan glanced at Wu Yun. Although he was asking her, there was no panic expression on his face. Very good, he didn't panic when things happened. He was worthy of being hers!
He glanced at the people surrounding them and found that the ones with the highest cultivation level were only in the middle stage of consecration. Even if there were many of them, they were far from their opponents. Feng Qingxuan raised his eyebrows and said, "What should I do? If it doesn't work, just do it.
Let’s start the fight!”
"Who are you? How dare you offend Bai Liu?" A subordinate asked sharply when he saw that the two of them were not afraid and wanted to fight.
"Which clan are you from?" asked another person next to him. Wu Yun was still dressed as a witch, so it was easy for others to think of which clan he came from.
Feng Qingxuan pursed her lips and did not reply.
More and more people were watching. Everyone was talking, saying that this woman broke Mr. Bailiu's hand without knowing the heights of the world. The chief of the Bailiu clan would definitely not let them go.
Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted, "Isn't it right? I recognize her!"
Immediately, a subordinate rushed into the crowd and pulled out the person who spoke, "You said you recognized her? Who is she?"
The man glanced at Feng Qingxuan and said hesitantly: "But... how is it possible? Her appearance is exactly the same as that of Miss Feng in Feng City before, but isn't that Miss Feng a fool?"
After hearing this, Wu Yun's heart skipped a beat. He looked at Feng Qingxuan and saw that the young lady also started to frown slightly.
"Are you telling the truth? Is she really a young lady from the Phoenix Clan?" The subordinate grabbed the man's collar and asked threateningly.
The man trembled with fright, but he still answered, "That should be right. I went to Fengcheng a few years ago and met that idiot lady. Although these few years have passed, it seems that she
It looks like that young lady when she grew up."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone was in an uproar.
If Miss Feng from Fengcheng has a reputation for being as beautiful as a fairy but being stupid, it is only spread around Fengcheng and is not very famous. However, another incident has made the reputation of the small Feng clan spread far and wide.
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That is, the Feng clan was expelled from their territory by another wealthy clan, the Murong clan.
