559. Chapter 559 Hand in hand pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger 6
"You brat, do you want to piss me off to death?"
Huajiazi had a mouthful of old blood stuck in her throat and was about to explode!
Why, no matter how hard it is, this brat just doesn't follow his wishes?
She was too soft, so he could only be hard. The hand covering Feng Qingyang's mouth suddenly tightened, and he threatened coldly: "You brat, if you try to hold me back, let's break up our relationship."
After giving Feng Qingyang a look of absolute disbelief, he let go, with the intention of giving it a try if you dare to shout.
Feng Qingyang blinked her beautiful eyes in confusion: "What does it mean to break up the relationship?"
Huajiazi: "..." Ouch! He is really going to vomit blood!
A certain guy who was so angry that he didn't pay for his life continued: "Old man, we are good brothers, and I should help you. Why are you so excited? Look at you, you are so excited that you can't even speak clearly.
I don’t even know what you are talking about!”
Is he supposed to help?
Huajiazi was speechless and wept. This kid was obviously holding him back. How could anyone help him?
Feng Qingyang saw the internal hurt on his face, and he said "kindly": "I just want to tell Xi'er that you are here. I didn't tell Xi'er that you secretly drank. Why are you so fierce? It's so scary."
oh!"
"I..." Wuwu! Oh my God, did he scare the children with his fierceness?
Is it because he doesn’t recognize good people’s hearts?
Huajiazi is crying!
Opposite me, Feng Qingyang grinned, as if he was satisfied with his sadness, and he understood this inner-wounded silence as - a certain old man felt guilty!
So, he put on a smile that could be taught by a kid, slapped Huajiazi on the shoulder without shame, and smiled generously and innocently: "Old man, you know you are wrong, right? Well, I see you blame yourself.
For the sake of being speechless, I’ll just forgive you! Well, don’t worry, I still treat you as a good brother, so don’t worry.”
"...Thank you, Your Majesty." I'm not worried, I'm sad!
Huajiazi wiped the bitter tears from the corners of her eyes.
God, what kind of evil has he done to be able to be brothers with this weirdo?
Wu Yan faced the alluring smile of a certain man, and his "internal injuries" worsened. He lowered his eyes and cast an angry gaze on the wine jar in his hand.
The aroma of the wine was pure, and the faint fragrance made him swallow his saliva again, feeling so regretful in his heart!
Drinking makes things worse, drinking makes things worse!
Girl Xi'er is right, he will die one day because of the word "wine". At the same time, he will also die because of this brat's hateful big mouth.
In order not to hear more words that would aggravate his "injury", Hua Jiazi reluctantly hugged the wine jar, turned around silently, and prepared to leave.
"Old man, I am kind enough to help you, why don't you help me?"
Feng Qingyang ignored the old guy's little move of taking away the wine jar, blinked his clear beautiful eyes, and looked at Huajiazi's back with a chill and stiff body, slowly turned around, and asked dully: "Help you
What?"
"Help me protect my wife!"
Feng Qingyang pointed his finger towards the bottom of the temple, and saw that tens of thousands of troops were trapped in a fierce tiger formation. Chen Xi, who was at the tail position, was surrounded by dozens of huge green-eyed spider beasts.
One giant "iron pincer" swept over her fiercely.
The petite person jumped left and right, and every time he avoided the "iron pincer" attack, he was always in danger.
Huajiazi looked along where his finger was pointing, her long eyebrows fluttering due to the rough breath snorting from her nose.