Chapter 32

Feng Qingge rolled her eyes involuntarily. She has no superpowers now, not even the most basic star power on this continent. The most important thing is that she is now hiding a deadly poison in her body. Going to Fengchi Mountain is even worse.

However, she does know that many medicinal materials can enhance her physique, and practice with boxing can improve her physique and expel toxins in her body. However, the originally precious medicinal materials were nothing on this continent.

On the contrary, the worthless things on earth have sky-high prices here.

For example, Tongziguo, which is called Qianshengguo here, is a precious treasure with no market, and one can be exchanged for a thousand taels of gold. This is also necessary for the entire medicinal material, and she really can't get it.

"No, I don't like the old emperor." Feng Qingge waved her sleeves and said, she didn't care to call the old emperor like this, anyway, in her eyes, these emperor's rules are useless.

When he said these words, Zheng Zixu was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth. He swallowed subconsciously, and reached out to hold Feng Qingge's wrist. I don't have much affection for the old emperor either. Sister Tangyuan, for the sake of our tacit understanding, take me with you when you cook hot pot next time. If you dislike my troubles, take me with you?"

"Learn to bark in the past." He reached out and dragged Zheng Zixu over, Feng Qingge raised an eyebrow and smiled.

Poor Zheng Zixu glanced eagerly at the delicious hot pot soup base, but could only stand in the corner obediently, and began to bark.

Holding his fingers, Mu Cangyun asked indifferently, "On what conditions can you go with us?"

"First, I'm not an impulsive person, second, I don't like the emperor, and third, I have something else to do. Do these three count?" Liu Mei raised, Feng Qingge smiled indifferently.

Gently slapping the wheelchair, Mu Cangyun suddenly raised his head and said softly to Shangfeng Qingge's eyes, "First, this is not impulsive. Second, you don't need to be pleasing to him. Third, open conditions. ."

"Okay, unless you have the Thousand Saints Fruit, I will accompany you there!" Feng Qingge rolled her eyes at Mu Cangyun, the priceless Thousand Saints Fruit is not easy to buy. With such a difficult problem, I just hope that Mu Cangyun can retreat.

However, this time, Feng Qingge made a mistake.

Mu Cangyun raised his mouth and was about to speak when Zheng Zixu who was standing beside him quickly replied, "Sister Tangyuan, your idea is wrong, Fengchi Mountain is the sacred mountain of the Yun Kingdom, there are many rare treasures in it, Qiansheng The fruit of the fruit is also there, and it is easy to find. You can see it after you go to Fengchi Mountain and enter the inner wall. Pick a lot of it with one hand! However, this Qiansheng fruit does not go with the cold snow fruit. If you use it, there is no way to produce medicinal effects, so you can only eat ordinary fruits. Generally, people who have the strength to enter Fengchi Mountain are reluctant to take this thing out. If you need it, we will go to Fengchi Mountain this time to help you pick one. baskets!"

"..." At this moment, Feng Qingge just wanted to give Zheng Zixu a big mouth, but he didn't expect the Thousand Saint Fruit to be found on Fengchi Mountain.

His face sank slightly, and Feng Qingge continued: "How can I be sure, whether you are really going to the inner circle. In case you take me there, you just turn around and grab the Samsung Spirit you need. Beast, what should I do if I forget my Thousand Saint Fruit?"

"Can I guarantee my life?" The luster in his black eyes flashed, and Mu Cangyun, who was sitting in a wheelchair, said lightly.

"No." Ying Lingfei rejected first.

Feng Qingge was stunned for a moment, and looked at Mu Cangyun blankly, a three-star spirit beast. She must have been a burden to go, but Mu Cangyun still insisted on letting her go. Is it a trap to make her jump, or is it a sincere invitation?

Facing those pair of black eyes, Feng Qingge couldn't help frowning, Mu Cangyun's eyes were very clean, and there were no distracting thoughts at all, unlike other people's complicated eyes.

"Okay, I'll go." Shrugging his shoulders helplessly, Feng Qingge murmured, "I've never seen such a God of War Lord. When he is in the royal family, he really can't help himself."

"Well, I will leave at Yinshi tomorrow morning, I will greet you at the Fengfu, and go to the palace tonight." Mu Cangyun nodded in satisfaction.

This time, Feng Qingge almost jumped up, her chubby body trembled fiercely, and she asked in surprise, "Why go to the palace? I can leave from Fengfu tomorrow morning, don't bother you."

"We hired a carriage and a mercenary group to set off from Prince Cen's mansion on time tomorrow morning, so as to avoid any mistakes, you can go back with us. Besides, there are rooms in Prince Cen's mansion, so you can sleep wherever you want." Mu Cangyun said softly. He smiled and seemed to see through what Feng Qingge was afraid of.

That's right, anyway, the prince in front of him is also inconvenient to move, so it's okay to go to Cen's mansion. Not to mention her current appearance, who would dare to let her go to bed?

Nodding, Feng Qingge responded, "No problem."

The bright moon hangs high, and the black figure is like lightning, but in the blink of an eye, it has already fallen on the eaves. Staring at the chubby figure on the bed with his eyes full of light, he gently pried open the door and slipped in lightly.

The sleeping man was lying on his side, seemingly unaware of the current danger, still lying on the bed obediently, babbling, not even knowing that the saliva overflowed from his mouth.

"Suffer to death!" A deep voice broke out, and the silver-white long sword suddenly fell, slashing towards the figure on the bed.

It's just that he is faster, and the person lying on the bed is faster. The fat figure seems to have a missile, bouncing up from the bed suddenly, hitting the chin of the man in black with a "bump" sound. The figure flew out.

Flipping over with one hand, the snow-white dagger fell into his hand, Feng Qingge looked at the person opposite him indifferently, and said with a disdainful smile: "There are two brushes, can you enter the Prince Cen Mansion?"

"It's kind of interesting." The cold laughter came out, and the man in black smiled while covering his veil. Fatty can have such agile movements, which made him look at it with admiration. But what he wondered was, why does this first waste in the capital have the power to resist?

The pain all over her body was terrifying. At this moment, Feng Qingge couldn't wait to demolish this Prince Cen's mansion. If she knew she would go back to Feng Mansion instead of living in this place. She thought that Prince Cen's mansion would be a noble mansion, with 3,000 maids and 3,000 servants. She could enjoy the feeling of waking up from a 200-square-meter bed every day, drinking the milk just squeezed from the cow's milk. , eating the freshest and most delicious vegetables and fruits picked from the fields.

The results of it……

The entire Prince Cen's mansion was deserted, and there were no servants. There are only four of them in the palace of thousands of square meters. Such a big house is empty, except for the few rooms where people live, everything else is covered with dust.

What made Feng Qingge even more painful was that these three big men couldn't cook, and even the kitchen was dirty. She was shocked and her fat was shaking. After being a free labor force and tidying up the room and kitchen, Feng Qingge had a chance to lie down, but the bed was too hard and there was no extra quilt, and her fat was almost shrinking from the cold.

Before she fell asleep, she met someone who came to assassinate her.

For a while, Feng Qingge's anger went straight to his forehead, and roared: "It's your uncle's intention, wear a mask to cover up, just like a bitch, but also have the nerve to play the killer assassin, see the old lady come to teach you, what? Called a killer!"