He turned his head and looked at Chen Xi with dark eyes. The fog blocked the dark light in his eyes. For a while, he seemed to have made up his mind: "Brother Bage is right. My wife made a mistake, and she is a man and should be punished instead.
"
After that, he straightened his chest and closed his eyes: "Come on, Bage, you can slap me in the face too! But you can't grab my breasts! My breasts are so small.
Well, Xi'er will be unhappy if you catch her..."
"puff!"
Chen Xi, who was still moved for a second, burst out laughing!
Is this guy worried that Feng Aotian will molest him, or is he secretly cursing Feng Aotian for being as inhumane as a monster?
When the onlookers heard that the Sixteenth Prince was going to be punished in Chen Xi's place, their expressions changed. Some quietly ran to inform the emperor, while others loudly begged for mercy.
"Eighth Prince, although the Sixteenth Princess's magical beast beat people, there is a reason for that. Why don't you ask your princess why she was beaten by the magical beast?"
"Yes! Although Warcraft has no humanity, it still has dignity. If the Eighth Princess didn't look down on Warcraft and kept scolding Warcraft, how could Warcraft be angry?"
"Yes! The demonic beast was angry at that time, and the Sixteenth Princess was powerless to stop it. You can't blame her, let alone punish the Sixteenth Prince. He is not at fault?"
…
There was a lot of noise, and every word you said to me made Feng Aotian's ears buzz.
The hand that had just been raised was suspended in the air because of Feng Qingyang's dumbfounding words. Being condemned by the people again was like holding a thousand pounds in his hand.
Feng Junchen pressed his eyebrows and winked at him: Beat him!
He must be beaten hard! Only until he shows his true colors.
Feng Aotian gritted his teeth and secretly gathered spiritual power in his palms. Even if Feng Qingyang was not beaten to death with this palm, it would be enough to make him lie in bed unable to move for half a month.
Of course, that is under the premise that he does not have spiritual protection.
Chen Xi naturally noticed the strangeness in Feng Aotian's palm, and she frowned.
What should I do? Do I really want this guy to get a slap?
Is this price too harsh?
She stared intently at the raised hand, and the scene of Feng Qingyang being kind to her played in front of her eyes like a fast movie.
Suddenly, she figured it out!
What does it matter if Feng Qingyang pretends to be stupid or not? Isn't it better if he doesn't have any intention of harming her?
She doesn't have to worry so much!
Because, who in this world doesn’t have a little bit of privacy? Just like her, doesn’t she also hide something from Feng Qingyang?
The wind picked up from his palm, blowing his long hair in the wind. In the strong wind, Feng Aotian's palm got closer and closer to Feng Qingyang's face.
That handsome and unparalleled face, with his eyes closed at this time, seemed not to worry at all whether this slap would directly beat him into a disability!
Chen Xi's heart felt like he was hit by a heavy punch. Suddenly, he raised his hand, and his right hand, which had condensed 100% of his spiritual power, subconsciously met the ruthless hand.
boom!
When the purple dark light and yellow sharp light collided, there was a loud bang.
Those around who had spiritual powers below the ninth level of the water system were all bounced away gorgeously.
The wind is clear and your body is flying like a flying saucer, don’t bounce away far away!
Butler Tian shouted "Your Majesty!" and flew out, holding his fluttering body firmly.
Let’s take a closer look at Chen Xi and Feng Aotian.
I saw two palms hitting each other, the powerful spiritual energy rushed away the turbulent air around them, strong winds blew up, and the long hair flew.