Chapter 155 (2/2)

Fengyu looks at the swordsmen and the mages who are aiming at her. Her steps don't stop at all. At first, she dodges the attack of the two mages quickly, then suddenly kicks out her legs and kicks the swordsmen and soldiers who are close to her without pressure.At the foot of a step change, all people just feel in front of a flower, Fengyu appeared in front of Beiming Hao, she quickly hand, hand to grasp the collar of Beiming Hao, arm slightly hard, then he mercilessly hit the ground, Beiming Hao suddenly back pain.

Feng Yu raised his foot and stepped on Bei Ming Hao's chest. He looked up and swept coldly at the disciples who tried to attack her again. He said, ”you guys, stop it, otherwise, I'm afraid that if my foot slips, I'll step on this waste and break my breath.”

With these words, her feet increased a few parts of her strength. Beiming Hao's face changed rapidly. His chest was like a mountain weighing a thousand pounds. He was about to die. He stretched out his hands and broke Fengyu's ankle, but he couldn't use it.

Several disciples looked at Beiming Hao's changing face, and their faces were quickly flustered. They looked at Fengyu in fear, but they did not dare to go forward.

Feng Yu looks at their performance with satisfaction, and then turns to see North Ming Hao. His face is red and black. A pair of hateful eyes want to eat people's eyes to look at her, and her eyes begin to congest.

Fengyu wiped the blood from his forehead to his eyelids, then slowly moved his feet from him, slowly squatted down, squinted at him.

”North Ming Hao, you say, my forehead injury, how should calculate with you?”

She pointed to her bleeding forehead, a pair of eyes like calm looking at him, although it seems calm, but Beiming Hao is acutely aware that under the calm, I do not know what kind of bloodthirsty ferocious cover.

He couldn't help shaking his body, completely frightened by the breath she sent out, gritting his teeth and looking at her, he couldn't say a word.

Feng Yu sneered, a pair of eyes dark even half light can't see, ”how, don't know how to calculate?” Her eyes narrowed, her voice was cold several degrees, and she said, ”or do you want me to ask for it by myself?”

Beiming Hao breathing gradually heavy up, he bit his teeth, heart a horizontal, a pair of open-minded appearance, way, ”even if the prince hit you how? I'm the prince. If I hurt you, even if I kill you, what can you do? ”

”What can I do?”

Phoenix feather low repeat these four words, suddenly, the corner of her lips evokes a strange smile, see that wipe smile, North Ming Hao subconsciously hit a cold shiver, the whole body is tight up, even the scalp is tight hair pain.

”Ugly, I warn you, I'm the prince. If you dare to do anything to me, my father will not let you go, nor will he let the general's house go. Are you sure you want to implicate the general's house?”

The trembling of his lips threatened him, but he could not get rid of the fear in his heart. I don't know why he would tremble when he saw this ugly man.

Obviously, he is just a waste to be bullied by him. Why does he feel this fear when he looks at her? How on earth did she suddenly become so powerful?

Does uncle Yun's blood really wake up suddenly?

Fengyu grabs him and looks at him carefully. Then she laughs coldly and says, ”Beiming Hao, you haven't weaned yet. After being wronged, you plan to find your family to vent your anger on you. How, as long as I do something to you today, you will go to complain with your father?”

She looked at him sarcastically and said contemptuously, ”it's really a straw bag. You can only rely on your identity, but so what?”

She stretched her arm, picked up a fist sized stone from her foot, and weighed it in her hand. The weight was not bad. Although the distance between them was longer than when he hit her, the stone in her hand was bigger than the one that hit her. Therefore, it was fair, at least, not to lose.

”Ugly, what do you want to do?”

Beiming Hao looks at the stone swinging in front of him, and his whole body can't help a chill. He is shaking and screaming at Fengyu, which sounds very sad. Even his several followers can't help but hurry up and clench their fists one after another.

One of the disciples said, ”sister Yun, calm down. Our boss is the prince. If something happens to him, can you bear it?”

”Yes, younger martial sister Yun,” another disciple said anxiously, ”if you hurt our boss, I'm afraid the general's house will be implicated because of you. You have to think clearly.”

……

Fengyu narrowed her eyes and looked at them. What she said was half dissuasion and half threat. After a long time, she sneered and weighed the stone in her hand. Her voice was cold and said, ”I, Yun Fengyu, offer my letter to treat him in his own way. He broke my head and I also broke his head. It's fair, isn't it?”

She looked at them coldly and said, ”or do you want me to double it? If that's the case, then it's OK for people to bully me an inch and I'll pay him a foot. ”

Several disciples are silly. They want to dispel Fengyu's idea of fighting Beiming Hao. They don't want her to double her claim. However, judging from the current situation, their dissuasion is not successful. On the contrary, it is counterproductive.

The disciples immediately shut up and anxiously looked at Fengyu. They didn't dare to talk any more. If Beiming Hao was punished more because of them, then they couldn't afford it.”Miss Feng, the eleventh prince, what happened to you?”

At this time, a gentle voice sounded from above, and everyone looked at it one after another. Then they saw yuelingyan, a very beautiful girl, wearing the uniform of senior disciples, standing on the upper steps, looking at them in surprise.