Chapter 909 How Can Anyone Be so Lucky Every Day and Win the Lottery Every Time?

Seeing that Bai Yunshan was speechless by herself, Feng Ling had a lovely smile on her face.

"what about me?"

Suddenly, Su Wanyi's voice came out.

Feng Ling's smile disappeared instantly, and she looked at Su Wanyi cautiously.

He felt the trace of resentment in Su Wanyi's body.

Uh...the situation here seems to be more serious...

"That...not... Su Wanyi, listen to me..." Feng Ling said cautiously.

"My old lady originally thought that my old lady would not be so unlucky. How can someone be so lucky every day and win the lottery every time."

Su Wanyi's resentment was like a torrent of river water, stretching endlessly.

"Thanks to you, the probability of winning the lottery has increased infinitely. How can I say 'thank you' to you? Huh?"

Su Wanyi, who was wrapped in resentment, looked very scary.

"That... calm down... Su Wanyi, calm down..." Feng Ling hurriedly backed away.

"Calm down? How did you make my old lady calm down?! Hmm? It's not that you have a baby stuffed in your stomach, right?"

Su Wan's aura was in full swing.

"I know I was wrong..." Feng Ling hurriedly apologized.

People under the eaves had to bow their heads.

"Why don't you wait for your daughter to be born and restore my body, and you will take revenge on me in the same way?" Feng Ling said.

Su Wanyi "smiled like a flower", her smile was very "friendly", she looked down at the wind chime, "How can it be done? It's too long, I can't wait!"

"That... I'm only three years old now... I'm so cute, do you have the heart to do it?"

Feng Ling put on a cute expression, blinking her big eyes, trying to arouse a trace of sympathy from the Great Demon King Su Wanyi.

Sympathy?

Sorry, Su Wanyi's sympathy was chopped up by herself, and she ate it with sauce.

"Yunshan, hang me up." Su Wanyi said to Bai Yunshan.

"good!"

Bai Yunshan hummed to the wind chime, then picked up the rope and tied it behind his back.

Then he hung him up from the big tree that brought him to the courtyard.

Feng Ling begged for mercy: "Su Wanyi, I am your child's aunt after all, I don't look at the monk's face to see the Buddha's face!"

It's okay not to mention the child, but when the child is mentioned, Su Wanyi couldn't help but print the soles of her shoes on Feng Ling's body.

Other people passing by saw the wind chimes being hung up, and they all wondered how the wind chimes had offended Su Wanyi.

But it was just curiosity, no one came forward to help Feng Ling.

Let the wind chimes be hung like this.

Chu Yu passed by and shook his head: "Elder Fengling, take care."

Fengling didn't expect Chuyu to save herself either.

When Su Cheng passed by, Feng Ling felt guilty and did not dare to ask him for help. This man is very protective of his daughter. If he knew what he had done, his end might be even worse than the current one.

A Ping passed by, and the wind chime asked A Ping for help: "Mr. A Ping, stop, handsome and unrestrained Mr. A Ping..."

A Ping staggered and almost fell.

"Elder Fengling, you are not good at boasting." Aping didn't want to complain about Fengling.

"Ping, I'm your master's aunt, and I'm also half of your master. If the master is in trouble, I can't help it, right?"

"But it's my wife who tied you up."

Is the wife older than the master's aunt?

Do you even need to think about it? That has to be Mrs. Big!

"Isn't that your wife yet?"

"The future wife is also a wife." A Ping replied, "My son is not as good as a wife, and my aunt has to stand aside."