Junior sister of the whole department, what's wrong with being a little arrogant

Even though he did not see Feng Yuetong's death in the end, Su Fuliu still firmly believed that Feng Yuetong was dead.

Feng Miaoyan looked at the familiar face in front of her and fell into deep thought for a moment.

Of course, she didn't want to believe that Feng Yuetong was still alive, and even more so, she didn't want to believe that the person in front of her had any relationship with Feng Yuetong.

"You, who are you?"

Feng Miaoyan's spiritual roots had been wasted due to his ridiculous early years, and he could only be considered an ordinary person.

But Feng Yuetong is just an ordinary person and a fool in front of her.

She suddenly pulled out a dagger and pointed it at Feng Yuetong. If Feng Yuetong dared to get any closer, she would definitely kill her.

Facing Feng Miaoyan's display, Feng Yuetong simply curled her lips in a smile, not taking her actions seriously at all.

Feng Yuetong then took a step forward, and Feng Miaoyan actually retreated involuntarily, and she had retreated into the spiritual spring water.

"Mother, kill her. Kill her. Don't let her interfere with our great cause, and don't let her spread this matter..."

Su Fuliu's face was as pale as paper and his lips were trembling.

I don’t know if it was because of the pain or because I was scared by Feng Yuetong’s appearance.

Feng Yuetong simply grabbed Feng Miaoyan's wrist, and there was a click!

What followed was Feng Miaoyan's sharp cry.

Feng Yuetong broke Feng Miaoyan's wrist, and after successfully taking the dagger, a flash of silver light cut her tendons.

The blood dripped quickly and mixed with the spiritual spring water. The blood of the mother and daughter dyed the entire pool of water red.

Feng Miaoyan wanted to stop Feng Yuetong, but Feng Yuetong threw her into the depths of the spiritual spring. Because her wrist and tendons were broken, she couldn't struggle at all.

"Come……"

Just as Su Fuliu was about to call for help, Feng Yuetong grabbed his neck.

"Are you shaking so much because you're scared?"

Su Fuliu was so scared that her whole body was shaking. "Who are you? Why did you pretend to be Feng Yuetong? What is your conspiracy?"

"Su Fuliu, we grew up together. Is it true that we have no ability to tell the difference at all?" The power of ice element gradually released from Feng Yuetong's palm.

The originally warm spiritual spring water quickly lost its temperature.

How can I not be afraid at this time?

Su Fuliu's trembling lips opened slightly, "Are you really Feng Yuetong?"

"That's right, I am Feng Yuetong, the Feng Yuetong who was reborn after death. If it weren't for you, I might never have the chance to comprehend the Ice Spiritual Root in my life. But you took my things after all, how could I let you go?"

"Ice Spiritual Root! You have comprehended the Ice Spiritual Root! How did you comprehend the Ice Spiritual Root?" Su Fuliu was completely unwilling to believe that this was true.

Although Su Fuliu was unwilling to believe it, the sudden change in temperature around her forced her to believe it.

She looked hurriedly and discovered that the surface of the spiritual spring had frozen in an instant.

If this isn’t the power of the ice element, then what is it?

Only by comprehending the power of the ice element could one freeze the entire spiritual spring surface in such a short time.

"No, why? Why did it happen? You clearly deserved to die, but why did you not only survive but also comprehend the Ice Spiritual Root? This is so unfair, this is unfair..."

Su Fuliu roared hysterically, as if he wanted to vent all the dissatisfaction in his heart.

Feng Yuetong sneered, "It's not fair! I also think it's unfair. Grandmother took you in with good intentions, but you didn't know how to be grateful. Instead, you repaid kindness with hatred."

"You are living on the glory of our father, yet you torture me again and again. It would have been fine if you took away my spiritual roots, but you even wanted me to be buried in the belly of a demon beast."

"Fair! If there was fairness, you would have died eight hundred times already."

After Feng Yuetong finished speaking, the power of the ice element in her hand directly invaded Su Fuliu's body, as if millions of ice thorns were piercing into his bones and blood.

Su Fuliu grimaced in pain, and she even suspected that this was the excruciating pain.

After the torture, Su Fuliu's breath became weaker and weaker.

Feng Yuetong then withdrew her hand reluctantly and with regret.

"You're already so weak, and you can't take it anymore. I've been suffering inhuman torture at your hands for a long time."

Su Fuliu looked at the familiar face that was so close to her. This was the face that she had always hated and bullied.

But today, I have to torture myself by looking at this disgusting face.

"How could you do this to me? I'm your cousin!"

"Now I know you are my cousin. When you tortured me, did you ever think of us as cousins? You even hurt my grandmother, how can you have the nerve to talk about family affection!"

After Feng Yuetong said this, she directly put her hand into Su Fuliu's wound.

She held the inconspicuous mixed spiritual root in her palm, "Tsk tsk, a spiritual root like this dares to act arrogantly everywhere, what is coming will eventually come."

"Feng Yuetong, you, you can't, you can't take away my spiritual roots..."

Su Fuliu seemed to just then understand what Feng Yuetong was going to do, and she shook her head in fear.

How could Feng Yuetong let her have an easy time? She slowly pulled out the miscellaneous spiritual roots.

It was too fast, which actually made Su Fuliu happy.

Slowly is called torture.

Su Fuliu was in excruciating pain, which was much more painful than having her abdomen cut open.

"Didn't you ask someone to pull out my spiritual root in the first place? I just let you endure the pain I endured before. You wanted to pull out this spiritual root anyway, and I was helping you. It's fine if you don't thank me, but why are you still glaring at me like this?"

Feng Yuetong said with an innocent look on her face.

Follow Su Fuliu's path and leave Su Fuliu with no way to go.

It seemed like Su Fuliu couldn't say what he wanted to say.

At this time, Su Fuliu didn't know what to say.

She was afraid that she might say something wrong and that would upset Feng Yuetong, causing her to torture her even more.

That was right, but I was also afraid that Feng Yuetong would be too happy, which would cause her to suffer more pain.

She simply shut her mouth, but the pain came and made her scream again.

But after all, it was just a small matter like the spiritual roots, and it would be resolved soon.

Feng Yuetong looked at the bloody mixed spiritual root in her hand with disdain, "After all, you are the niece of the Phoenix Palace, how come you have such a spiritual root?"

"Xiang Huayi is also blind. Even if he despises me, he shouldn't despise you. After all, you have no looks, no status, and no spiritual roots..."

Su Fuliu used to belittle the original owner all the time, and Feng Yuetong was just slowly returning everything that had once belonged to Su Fuliu.

Su Fuliu became proud at this time, as if she was deliberately trying to anger Feng Yuetong.

“Feng Yuetong, even if you have comprehended the Ice Spiritual Root now, even if you are no longer a useless fool, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince still looks down on you. Hahahaha… Even if I have a thousand faults, he still likes me…”