Moreover, he also asked Changle not to lower her level.
Is it cheap to talk to these two brothers?
Suddenly, the two Nan brothers were biting their lips in discomfort, and the corners of their mouths were twitching. Looking at the unparalleled man in front of them, they suddenly frowned fiercely.
They are also very good, so they both rolled their eyes at Chu Wuyou lazily.
Then, they automatically took two steps back and retreated to their own positions.
Feng Sheng, Yu Yong and others in the stands were all staring lazily at the four people beside the ring.
This kind of competition was really not challenging. Feng Sheng narrowed her eyes slightly and knew at a glance that the first place should be Chang Le, who was already the God of War.
As for Yuyong opposite, when he saw Chang Le's face clearly, his eyes had narrowed viciously, and there was incomparable hatred in his eyes.
Especially when he saw his precious son guarding Chang Le all the time, he was so angry that he slapped his palm on the stone table, "Huh! Qing Qianyu's daughter is just like her, she is a charming woman who can only **** men.
son."
Unlike him, the woman he loved so much not only died young, but also left only one son. In fact, he wished he had a daughter too.
Thinking of this, the hatred on his face became deeper and deeper. He clasped his hands tightly on the stone table and immediately smashed the stone table into pieces. The sand and stones flew everywhere, and the old Emperor Cang Qi next to him was so frightened that he became light-headed.
Shake.
Xu Huangwei's eyes on the side were narrowed sharply, with a sharp poisonous light inside.
Feng Sheng originally wanted to reply to Yu Yong, but when she thought about Yu Yong's wife's death, she must have hated him, and Chang Le was accompanied by Chu Wuyou.
People are like this. For the sake of their children, they hope that the children will be well, hope that the children's husband's family will treat her well, and they will be tolerant to the people in the husband's family.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but squint his eyes and was startled. He had unknowingly regarded Chang Le, whom he had only met a few times, as his biological daughter.
At this time, the Jiao King on the side had already looked at Yuyong with a sneer, and said solemnly: "You are mistaken. The one named Feng Cang is Feng Sheng's precious daughter. Look at her gorgeous outfit.
You know how much Feng Sheng loves her."
King Jiao's sneer immediately turned Yu Yong's attention to Feng Cang. He also vaguely knew that the two girls looked similar.
Now when he heard King Jiao say this, his eyes immediately bled when he looked at Feng Cang.
His wife died young, and he had to endure the pain of missing his wife. Unexpectedly, Feng Sheng and his daughter were enjoying family happiness, and he doted on Qing Qianyu's daughter so much!
Feng Cang in the square was completely unaware that the disaster that was originally meant for Changle was instantly transferred to her by King Jiao.
She was still glaring at Changle indifferently, and then was led to the ring.
"The semi-finals have begun! The semi-finals will be between Fengcang and Nan Lingxiao, and Xu Changle and Nan Fenghua. All contestants, please get ready and the competition will begin immediately!"
After the examiner gave the order, the soldiers immediately came over to maintain order. They drove the rest of the crowd away from the ring, and then invited Changle and the others to come onto the ring.
Nan Lingxiao, who was on the opposite side, pouted at Feng Cang, then spread his hands helplessly, and looked at Chang Le, "Are you two brothers and sisters like us? No wonder Chang Le is so similar, they are both as beautiful as flowers.
I can’t bear to hit anyone.”
"Shut up! Who is her brother and sister? I'm warning you, don't talk nonsense, let alone provoke our Dark Illusion Palace!" Feng Cang said, and the long whip in his hand had already hit Nan Lingxiao hard.