Chapter 335 Chapter 335

Feng Jiu raised her eyebrows with a sneer and sneered: "Blood and family? You dare to tell me about blood and family? If my father is down, my Feng family will be deceived? Take charge of my Feng family? Are you worthy? "

Hearing this, the faces of the people in the second room changed again and again. Looking at this woman who no longer concealed her words, her words were sharp and her expression was indifferent. At this moment, they realized that she was playing with them when she opened her head!

She never thought of letting them take over the Feng family, and she never thought of letting them take charge of the Feng family! She just meant to humiliate them and embarrass them!

"Good you Feng Qingge! Good! Very good!"

The middle-aged man clenched his teeth in anger, and handed his injured and unconscious son to the person behind him to take care of him. He strode towards her and said angrily, "Today, let me discipline you on behalf of Fengxiao!"

Seeing the middle-aged man walking towards her, the faces of the eight Fengwei changed slightly, and said, "He is the second room that just entered the Wuzong last month. Eight?? One? Chinese website w=w=w=．=8≤1=z≤w≈．≥c≤o≥m”

"Let's go up and help! Dare to bully Eldest Miss on Feng Mansion's territory? This is simply courting death!"

"That's right, do you really think we are decorations?"

"Walk!"

A few people were drinking and just stepped forward, but at this moment, they saw that Leng Shuang came over and blocked their way.

"Don't go and cause trouble for the master."

The icy voice and the expressionless look on her face made her look like an iceberg beauty, and the tight black clothes that she wore added a touch of coldness to her, which was a bit less feminine. It's just cold.

"He is Wuzong, can the master handle it?" Luo Yu was slightly startled, and when he asked this, he felt a little incredible.

Leng Shuang has been with the master for a long time. If the master can't deal with her, she should be the first to rush up, but now she came to stop them, she can only say...

The master's strength is enough to deal with the middle-aged man of Wuzong level?

hiss! is it possible?

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, and looked at the white figure with stunned eyes.

When the other people heard this, they also looked at the white figure with a bit of disbelief.

They have seen her enchanting and dazzling when she wears red clothes. It is a kind of wanton arrogance, and she exudes confidence and dignity. Now she is wearing white clothes in the matinee. The feeling of harm is like a docile sheep, without any aggression.

However, this is just an illusion when I first met him, otherwise, the young man from earlier wouldn't have screamed so terribly.

Thinking of the stick she swung down, several people trembled, swallowed, and unconsciously clamped their legs.

worried about her? Maybe they are really worrying about it.

And in the martial arts field, Feng Jiu, who was holding a round wooden stick, watched the middle-aged man strode angrily, and his raised palm raised a dark energy and slapped her face.

She raised her brows, threw the round wooden stick in her hand back, and attacked it with her bare hands, clasping his slapped wrist with a strange degree of speed.

The footsteps moved in a dislocation, and the moment he flashed sideways, he twisted the clasped wrist down and back, twisted it off with a click, and put the other hand on his shoulder at the same time, and his entire arm fell.

"Hey!"

The sudden pain struck without warning, causing the middle-aged man to scream, more shock and horror...