Chapter 121

"Bad baby?"

Gu Zhao pulled Feng Qing's clothes and said with disapproval, "no, my mother said, baowazi wants to be a good child, not a bad child."

Feng Qing also hoped that Gu Zhao would grow up carefree, but the reality was cruel and ruthless.

"Baowazi is obedient." Feng Qing said in a deep voice, "baowazi is in my uncle's heart. Baowazi will always be a good child. As long as baowazi can live, baowazi is a good child in my uncle's heart. "

As long as Gu Zhao can live, Feng Qing doesn't care whether Gu Zhao is cheating, killing, breaking the law, or even doing all kinds of evil.

"Baowazi, don't be a bad child." Gu Zhao has been a good child for three years. He can't be a bad child because of Feng Qing's family's words.

"Be obedient." Feng Qing raised his face.

"My mother said I can't be a bad child. Baowazi listens to her mother and doesn't be a bad child. Bad children are bad." Gu Zhao argues that a good baby is obedient, and a good baby has candy.

Feng Qing was angry and anxious. Why is the child so good, so cute and so lovable?

Feng Qing also wanted to persuade Gu Zhao, but the pressure suddenly increased. Feng Qing's injury worsened and he was unable to speak any more. Thousands of words could only be contained in his mouth.

"Baowazi, my uncle also hopes you are a good child, but your mother and uncle are gone, and a good child will not live long."

"Baby, you should live a long life, a hundred sons and thousands of grandchildren, even if you do all kinds of evil."

"Baowazi, uncle really loves you."

Thousands of words, all in one look.

Gu Zhao blinked his big clear and bright eyes. He didn't realize Feng Qing's pains at all.

Feng Qing's heart is sour and slightly painful. He doesn't want to die. He doesn't worry about Gu Zhao. He doesn't want to die yet.

A person's willpower is immeasurable. Feng Qing thinks of Gu Zhao and reads Gu Zhao. He doesn't leave Gu Zhao alone. He can't die. Terrible power erupts. The suppression of Feng Qing by the exquisite pagoda is in danger.

Feng Yi sneered, "Feng Qing, this time, you can't escape."

Feng Yi took out a jade bottle, which was crystal clear and glittering.

"This is the divine blood of our ancestors. Use it to urge the exquisite pagoda and Fengqing. Even if you have the ability of heaven, you will die today."

God's blood is hard won and won't give up.

Again, God's blood is precious. Compared with the rewards of killing Feng Qing, Feng Yi made a quick decision and urged the exquisite Pagoda with God's blood.

Fengqing is strong by one point, Linglong pagoda is very strong, Fengqing is very strong, Linglong pagoda is 100%, and Linglong pagoda is pressing Fengqing from beginning to end.

At this moment, Feng Qing is at a dead end.

Gu Zhao's stupid and cute doesn't mean that the little guy's brain is not fully developed. On the contrary, Gu Zhao is smart. Smart children can eat whatever they want.

"Uncle, are you uncomfortable because of the things on it?"

Feng Qing couldn't answer Gu Zhao's question. He closed his mouth for fear that he would open his mouth and spit blood, frightening Gu Zhao.

Silence can be either silence or answer. Feng Qing was silent. Gu Zhao firmly believed that the exquisite pagoda above hurt his uncle.

Gu Zhao is very happy to hurt his uncle. How can those bad guys hurt him?

His uncle vomited so much blood that he had to eat a lot of good things to make up for it?

Good things are not easy to come, and good things that are not easy to come are delicious.

Because of bad guys, Gu Zhao wants to eat less, or he can't eat good things.

It's not my uncle's fault, it's the villain above.

Gu Zhao climbed out from under Feng Qing. Feng Qing's eyes were about to crack. He couldn't move. He watched Gu Zhao exposed to the pressure of the exquisite pagoda.

As a man in the realm of emperor, he was unable to resist the Linglong pagoda. Gu Zhao, who was delicate and expensive, directly accepted the prestige of the Linglong pagoda. He didn't say that he burst his body and died. He was broken to pieces. He must have lost his life.

Feng Qing's heart beat quickly, his eyes widened, his white teeth bit the lip flap and stabbed a touch of bright red.

After a while, Gu Zhao got up from the ground and carefully patted the dust on his clothes. His small face was red because of the movement and was not affected by the exquisite pagoda.

"You have a tower, and baowazi has a tower."

Gu Zhao frowned and clenched his hands. With a long "um", a bright pagoda flew out of Gu Zhao's body and rushed straight to the exquisite pagoda above.

The exquisite pagoda buzzed and seemed uneasy.

Fengyi controls Linglong pagoda, clearly perceives Linglong pagoda, tries to get rid of his control and escape.

"The child's little tower is not an ordinary thing."

Gu Zhao's small tower is not an ordinary thing. His exquisite pagoda is almost an artifact. Can the small tower of a young broken child be better than the exquisite pagoda?

Feng Yi made a French seal, reluctantly controlled the Linglong pagoda and continued to suppress Feng Qing.

Gu Zhao's small tower collided with the Linglong pagoda, and suddenly the light was great, enveloping the Linglong pagoda.

The light felt burning. Feng Yi was angry and closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes, the exquisite pagoda disappeared.

Feng Yi looked around and saw no shadow of the exquisite pagoda.

Linglong pagoda was taken away?

It's impossible. No one can quietly take away the Linglong pagoda. The Linglong pagoda belongs to the closed family. Only the closed family can use it. The Linglong pagoda falls in the hands of others. It's just a beautiful work of art.

Feng Yi lowered his head and stared at Gu Zhao below.

"The boy is strange, and his little tower is gone." Feng Yi is flustered. If the exquisite pagoda is lost in his hands, let alone kill Feng Qing to replace it, whether his life can be saved is a problem.

You can't miss any clues.

Feng Yi stretched out his claws towards Gu Zhao and grabbed Gu Zhao across the air.

Gu Zhao is floating in the air, and the experience of weightlessness is very few. Small hands move and small feet kick, just like swimming in the water.

"Very happy?" Feng Yi exudes cold air all over and silently tells others that he is now a fried cat. Who provokes who gives him a claw.

Gu Zhao kept quiet and looked at Feng Yi solemnly.

"Smelly boy, what can I ask you? Very happy? " Fengyi road.

Gu Zhao stuck out his little tongue, "I was happy just now, but I'm not happy now, big villain."

Feng Yi's hand pinched Gu Zhao's small neck. As long as he made a slight effort, he pinched Gu Zhao's small neck. With a click, it was clear, loud and clean. Gu Zhao's life could not be guaranteed.

Feng Qing was relieved. His injury was too serious and there was little Yuan Li left. Looking up, he made him sweat profusely.

"Feng Yi, stop." Feng Qing's voice was hoarse and weak, as thin as a mosquito's voice.

Feng Yi glanced at Feng Qing like a dead dog and looked at it.

"You told me to stop? Feng Qing, why did you tell me to stop? Now what you have is the fish on the knife board. Let me kill it. " Feng Yi raised her eyebrows and said triumphantly, "as long as you kneel down and beg me, maybe I can let this kid go."