Shock! The abandoned concubine cheated on the god of war and only wanted to farm

Chen Wu kicked with all his might, and with a thud, He fell to his knees on the ground, at a loss as to what to do.

After a few breaths, He, whose face was pale, regained her consciousness. When she raised her eyes, she saw Foxy, looking down at her.

A surge of blood rushed to his head, and He, who was ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, cursed Feng Ranhua:

"You lowly bitch, just wait for me. I'll tell my aunt and make sure you pay for it. Don't even think about leaving the Wu family compound in one piece."

Patriarch Wu: "What..."

"Chen Wu, teach her how to behave."

Feng Ranhua's eyes were covered with ice and snow, and she interrupted the head of the Wu family with a cold voice.

Bang bang! ! !

Chen Wu is an expert. Even without any internal energy, his palms are as hard as iron and he slapped the opponent twice.

He was swinging wildly and couldn't find a fulcrum. As soon as he stopped, a disgusting smell of blood rushed up his throat, puff...

Two hard objects were spat out along with blood.

It's teeth!

"Come on, beat him!" He's eyes were red as she shouted fiercely but weakly.

The three guards brought by Feng Ranhua fought with the Wu family's guards.

The head of the Wu family rubbed his eyes. Everything happened in just a moment. Why were there shouts and cries of fighting in the yard?

"stop!!!"

The head of the Wu family shouted until his voice broke, and let out a long roar to the sky!

Suddenly, everyone stopped.

Five or six guards from the Wu family had already fallen in the yard, holding their heads and screaming in pain.

The head of the Wu family was shaking with anger, and he could no longer bear it. He jumped up and roared:

"Who is the head of the Wu family? Who is the head of the family?"

Wow!

There were people kneeling in the yard, all of them were maids and servants.

Marry a virtuous wife. The second son married the stupid one from the He family. She is nosy every day and has no ulterior motives. She is a legitimate wife, but she acts like a shrew, jealous of others every day.

He covered her swollen face, refused to admit her fault, and argued:

"Dad, how can you not distinguish between inside and outside? It was this bitch who dared to hit me and slap the face of our Wu family."

"Shut up!!!" the head of the Wu family jumped up and down.

He shuddered, and seeing that her father-in-law was extremely angry, she could only lower her head in resentment.

Patriarch Wu frowned and looked at Feng Ranhua:

"My dear lady, it was my wife who offended you first. I apologize to you on behalf of the Wu family."

Feng Ran painted the eyebrows frivolously, but he was still sensible and innocent.

Suddenly I heard it again.

"However, my Wu family is a large family that has been established for nearly 200 years. Miss Feng hits people at will and uses ruthless moves. Doesn't she take my Wu family seriously?"

The head of the Wu family stared at Feng Ranhua without blinking, his eyes shining with brilliance.

“Haha, Patriarch Wu may not know that the two people who called me a bitch and threatened to lock me up and beat me up last time, one has a broken leg, the other has a broken hand, and are now lying in bed, barely surviving.

Today, when I was in the Plum Garden, I encountered this madman who was insulting me. I retreated and backed away. What a pity, some people just don’t care about their lives and treat me like a piece of clay? "

"What kind of principles are you talking about now, Master Wu? The principles are set by your Wu family?"

Feng Ranhua's eyes swept across, deep and sharp, oppressing people to the point of suffocation.

The head of the Wu family's breathing stagnated, and then his face turned blue and red, as if he was humiliated by his junior who pointed at his nose and scolded him, and then he looked at his own idiot.

"Chen Wu, let's go!"

Feng Ranhua walked slowly through the crowd and prepared to leave the courtyard.

The head of the Feng family frowned and asked loudly, "Miss Feng, are you leaving just like that?"

There was a sense of pressure in the words.

Feng Ranhua sneered, "You want to get back at me? You're welcome anytime. I live in Shuixing Village at the foot of Yanmen Mountain in Gufeng County. That's my territory."

"But if the warriors you worship don't take action, I'm afraid these small fish and shrimps in your yard won't be able to even touch a corner of my clothes."

Arrogant and proud!

Seeing that the head of the Wu family had a gloomy face, Feng Ranhua curled her red lips, urged her to move, and swung towards a large lotus vat in the yard.

She withdrew her hand.

The large vat ten meters away from her fell down and broke into pieces.

Seeing this, He's eyes dulled, and the hand holding the corner of her clothes suddenly clenched. Her heart turned cold and she was shaking with fear.

The head of the Wu family felt a storm in his heart, and his face was full of fear. He was not as ignorant as the idiots in his family.

This Miss Feng's skills are comparable to those of a grandmaster!

A grandmaster at such a young age?

The Bare Fist Gang that his Wu family had been worshipping for many years only had one grandmaster, and the nephews and nieces in the family who knew martial arts could not last more than three moves at her hands.

When the head of the Wu family left, he gave He a fierce look and made up his mind to send the troublemaker back to the He family to stay for a while.

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Feng Ranhua and his group went to the cloth shop and searched everywhere, but did not see Qing Ling and the others.

She guessed that she had spent too long at the He family, and Qingling should be waiting for her outside the city.

Several people drove a carriage and rushed out of the city.

Again, I searched everywhere but to no avail.

Feng Ranhua had a bad feeling, "Chen Wu, you guys should split up and go to the cloth shops in the city to look for Qing Ling. Then ask her carefully when she went to the cloth shop and when she left."

"Yes!" Knowing that this matter was of great importance, several people turned their horses and galloped towards the city.

Feng Ranhua's beautiful figure stood quietly in the pavilion. Just standing there, she was like a sword drawn from its sheath, exuding a compelling aura.

Passersby did not dare to enter the pavilion to rest.

Time passed by moment by moment, and one of the guards came back to report that the person had not been found.

Feng Ranhua took out the token from the small broken book space and turned it over and over in his hand.

The person has been missing for more than an hour. Is it against etiquette for her to use the Han family token to ask the county magistrate for help?

suddenly.

There were subtle furtive noises coming from behind.

Feng Ranhua tilted his head to look, and a small black ball met his cold gaze, which scared him so much that he fell to the ground.

The little black ball lay there, not daring to move.

"Come out!" Feng Ranhua said coldly.

The little black ball hesitated for a long time before it got up and walked over step by step using its hands and feet.

My body keeps shaking.

Feng Ranhua looked him up and down and saw a ragged little beggar, probably about the same age as Cheng Qing.

"You stayed back there for over a quarter of an hour. Why were you sneaking around like that?"

The little beggar was so frightened that tears burst out of his eyes.

"Speak!" Feng Ranhua's voice remained unchanged, but her tone became softer.

The little beggar didn't dare to look at Feng Ran's painting and said timidly:

"I...I heard the young lady you were looking for. She was waiting for you in the pavilion. She also...she gave me some dried meat to eat."

Feng Ranhua stood up suddenly, "Don't be afraid, what next?"

"Later...a group of people came and took her away." said the little beggar.

Feng Ranhua said nothing and just stared at him.

The little beggar was quite clever, "I heard from the people who kidnapped that girl that she is pretty and the nobles will definitely like her if they come to visit."

Hearing this, Feng Ranhua's eyes turned red and he was filled with rage. He swung out his palm and smashed a stone tablet next to him into pieces.

The little beggar staggered in fear and held on to a pillar to keep his balance.