Better than the junior uncle, but I haven’t scared anyone to death!

Feng Qingyi naturally won’t say this sentence, but just keep it silently in his heart. He is lustful. The more he thinks about it, the happier he becomes.

"Di Fenghua, your competitor is dead!" Yue sat quietly and said lightly.

It turns out that strong strength can really determine everything.

Di Fenghua felt a little bitter in his heart. With Feng Qingyi's strength exposed, those who originally opposed him would definitely obey obediently.

The Di family is in his hands, and he can't escape no matter what.

"Thank you, Miss Qing, for your help!"

Yue raised her hand gently to stop him from continuing.

“A verbal gratitude is useless to me.”

"What does the Qing girl want? As long as the Di family has it, Fenghua will definitely serve it with both hands!" Di Fenghua answered without thinking.

Since any baby has been carefully considered by Yue, please take it out to avoid casualties.

Anyway, no matter how you resist, this baby will eventually fall into her hands.

"I like to be happy!" Yue opened her mouth gently and sent a message to Di Fenghua: "I want the origin of water."

"Well? Does the Di family have this thing?" Di Fenghua frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

Yue Qingqing took out the origin of the soil from Qingchen's center and said, "Such a stone slab!"

A bright light flashed in Di Fenghua's eyes: "Miss Qing comes with me!"

Until now, no one knows its true form. If Yue Qingqing took out the stone slab, I am afraid that the Emperor's family would not know that they would have the origin of water.

At this time, the people of the Di family no longer dared to sarcastically sarcastically at Di Fenghua, and many people were still licking their faces and smiling with a pleasing smile.

There are no other young masters in the Di family. It is a foregone conclusion that Di Fenghua will become the head of the family. No one will do such stupid things as offending the future head of the family.

Under the leadership of Di Fenghua, Yue Qingqing and his group entered the Emperor's ancestral temple. A stone slab was enshrined high with a pile of tablets.

Di Fenghua took off the stone slab and handed it to Yue Qingqing, without any reluctance or dragging on the mud.

The excitement of Xiao chrysanthemum shows that the stone slab is real.

After Yue gently put away the stone slab, she said goodbye to Di Fenghua.

Given that Di Fenghua was so sensible, she still beat everyone in the Di family before leaving.

Those who had a little bit of disinterest in Di Fenghua cut off that thought.

They were still sent out of the Emperor's family by Di Fenghua.

I have been back to the Feng family and have not been sniped or harassed at all, which makes people feel strange.

"Duanmuchen, do you feel too quiet?" Yue gently supported her cheek and pondered.

Duanmu Chen smiled: "Maybe the other party is busy with the wedding matters?"

Yue Qingqing thought about it and felt it was reasonable.

The wedding of the temple sacrifice of the Shenyu tribe and the daughter of the Shenyu tribe is related to the opening of the Shenyu tribe's tower, which has always been the prosperous era of the Dark Continent.

According to legend, there are countless magical weapons and weapons on the divine tower, which makes those old monsters in the hidden world flock to it.

The wedding day is approaching, and Jimo cannot play multiple roles alone.

If something goes wrong, reveals his holy light identity, or leads someone to pull out his evil practice techniques, he will become a dark public enemy.

Without him, who else would be Feng Qingyi's opponent in the mysterious organization?

What's more, there is Duanmu Chen here.

You will die as much as you come.
Chapter completed!