The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

In the future, let's not talk about how Fengyue will deal with the children of the Feng family, after all, it will be a matter of the next three years.

Murongchuan, who is full of bad things, will inevitably trigger an incalculable chemical reaction when he meets the lawless Fengyue.

The two, who hadn't seen each other for more than a month, hugged each other tightly regardless of the comfort they were having.

Shang Yuyao never thought that she would meet Murong Chuan so soon.

In her expectation, the Feng family would at least agree to this marriage after Murong Chuan gained a certain status or strength.

No matter how evil Fengyue is, the Feng family will not give up easily, a genius like her.

No matter how tough the third master of the Feng family is, it is impossible to influence the decision of the entire family.

Ever since she decided to return to Yushang Kingdom, her future outcome was doomed, and her future fate was also determined.

Compared to Liu Ying, she is not much better, at best she is not in danger of her life.

But what she didn't expect was that Murong Chuan would appear in front of her again in a short period of time.

"I'm sorry, I'm wayward."

Shang Yuyao threw herself into Murong Chuan's arms, and while enjoying the warm and generous embrace, she sipped and apologized.

Murong Chuan gently comforted that thin shoulder, pretending to be heartless and said: "It is human nature to care about parents.

Anyway, I have nowhere to go, so I just came here to accompany you, and find a quiet place to practice by the way. "

"Cultivation?"

Shang Yuyao was stunned at first, but then she said happily: "The Xumi Two Worlds Fan is not bad, and Qi Ling will also welcome its master."
"Well, let's talk, you don't have to worry about me.

Whether we can get together is not only my own business, but your cultivation is strong enough to facilitate our marriage. "

Murong Chuan replied ambiguously, obviously he already had his own ideas, and he didn't want to disturb Shang Yuyao's practice.

"Hey, it's enough for the two of you, anyway, we're both under the same roof, you can have a tryst whenever you want.

Accompany me to the third peak first, meet our third master, and then settle down with that bastard. "

Fengyue clapped her hands, and after dusting off the non-existent dust, she took Murong Chuan and Shang Yuyao away.

Only the three dying people were left behind, as well as many children who were peeping from a distance.

Their original plan was very good. After humiliating Murong Chuan, they used their numbers to force Fengyue to submit, and obediently sent Murong Chuan away.

This can not only restore face, but also cause trouble for Fengyue, so why not do it.

But who would have thought that Murong Chuan could come up with such a vicious and insidious method, which caught them off guard.

Although this action has nothing to do with the arrogance of the Nine Gods Peak, it is really aggrieved to be suppressed by others and dare not show their faces.

"A bastard is a bastard, you can think of such a shameless trick."

Hearing Fengyue's unconventional flattery, Murongchuan was not only not annoyed, but triumphantly sarcastically said:

"All of you decent families are full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, full of male thieves and female prostitutes.

You are holding back and beating others, why are you so worried? A famous teacher can guarantee that your parents will not trouble you?

Or, being famous as a teacher can comfort your shallow dignity, or comfort your self-esteem that has nowhere to rest? "

Murong Chuan's mannerisms are not worse than Fengyue's at all.

Fengyue's face is also very thick, as if she can't understand the ridicule at all, she explained in every way:

"Aren't I afraid of being locked up, the small black room is silent, except for the sound of my own heartbeat, there is no movement at all.

I can take torture, but I just can't stand no one to talk to. "

"You can chat with Yue, you two have two souls, you are the least afraid of being locked up in a dark room."

Murong Chuan was a little puzzled, but Fengyue explained: "Let's forget it, chatting with him is better than confinement."

Murong Chuan nodded clearly, obviously doubting Fengyue's words, but Fengyue asked again as if nothing happened:
"The method you gave is good, but it's not a long-term solution. Elders like this will come to make trouble sooner or later."

"Hey, you are now a hero, you have brought huge benefits to the Feng family, and you have also brought in countless magic weapons and spiritual herbs.

Whoever troubles you at this time is causing trouble for yourself.

If you are worried, I can teach you another trick to ensure that you can bully them brightly and truly. "

Murong Chuan smiled wickedly again, and Shang Yuyao tugged at his sleeve angrily, reminding him not to mess around.

As soon as Murong Chuan arrived at Feng's house, he turned Feng's house upside down, and their marriage was really hopeless.

Fengyue's eyes sparkled instantly, and Shang Yuyao pushed her aside even though she was trying to stop her.

Fengyue has a lot of bad ideas, but she is a Feng family after all, she can be lawless outside, but it is important to restrain herself in the family.

People are like this, only when they have no scruples can they be unscrupulous, and only when they are the most elusive can people be scruples.

Once there are shackles, the whole person and thinking will be restricted, causing Fengyue to lose her former style as soon as she returns home.

Of course, the so-called past demeanor here refers to her demeanor when she was in Zidi's tomb.

This is the same as the child's two faces outside and at home. In the final analysis, there are shackles in the heart.

Fengyue has shackles, but Murongchuan has none at all, and even has the pleasure of harming Feng's family.

Whoever asked Feng's family to block his marriage with Shang Yuyao should now charge some interest.

"Tell me, tell me, what are you putting on?"

Fengyue urged excitedly, while Murong Chuan cleared his throat at ease, and said leisurely:
"You bully them like this first, and when they talk to their elders and say that you are bullying others, you say:

I hate that iron can't be made into steel, everyone is the same age, look at their meager cultivation!

Do you think that I am willing to beat them, I am promoting their growth, letting them know the dangers of the world in advance, and learn how to deal with all kinds of troubles.

I've bullied them like this, it's fine if they don't dare to resist, but they still have the face to ask their elders for support.

If I were them, I would find a crack in the ground and get in, and then go to retreat to practice.

When you feel you can beat me, bully me in the same way! "

Murong Chuan spoke impassionedly, like the most consummate charlatan, wantonly swaying his few literary talents.

Fengyue was shocked for a moment, looked at Murong Chuan for a long time, and then muttered to herself: "It's really shameless, this paragraph is absolutely dead.

This can not only block the mouths of the elders, but also slap them in the face without pain, and they have no way to attack.

The most wonderful thing is that the Patriarch and the elders will definitely support me and will never trouble me again.

The only unpleasant thing is that this will urge them to cultivate, and their cultivation will also improve. "

"Don't take advantage of it and act obediently. If you don't promote your family's elite cultivation, the head of the Feng family and the elders will let you do whatever you want?"

Murong Chuan scoffed disdainfully, and was very disdainful of Fengyue's insatiable behavior.