Chapter 325

After settling Master Xie down, Luo Xing became angrier the more he thought about it, why could Mu Cangyun be so ruthless, chasing after a woman he didn't know, and abandoned Feng Qingge who had been with her all the time. And now, in order to save Master Xie, Feng Qingge is still kneeling on that street, that man may be indulging in the gentle village now!

No, he has to go to Mu Cangyun to make it clear, he must not let Sister Qingge suffer! Glancing at the sluggish Pu Zheng, he knew that this kid couldn't make a fuss for the time being. After explaining some precautions, he hurriedly ran outside.

On the whole street, there were people watching the excitement, sitting in the teahouse drinking tea, and people squatting on melon seeds even more, and they all looked at the person kneeling in the pool of blood, laughing a few times from time to time.

"Yo, this fat lady from Feng Mansion made a mistake as soon as she came back."

"What Fengfu, she is already Princess Cen, you have to be careful what you say, so you don't get charged with rebelliousness. But I heard that Cencheng is poor, why is this Princess Cen not hungry and thin at all? Woolen cloth?"

"It doesn't matter whether she is thin or not, she should be punished if she offends Princess Luoran of Xueguo. Look at this battle, even the blood came out, and she still can't get up. The messenger of Ming'er Jiahai came, and it was disgusting to see this scene. "

Even Feng Qingge herself did not know how many hours she had been kneeling, under such a poisonous sun, she suffered from heat stroke. Hearing the three words Jiahai, Feng Qingge opened her eyes subconsciously, her legs were already numb from her knees, and she couldn't move for the time being. Without the star power body protection, she is now extremely embarrassed, and the viscous blood sticks to her body, which is extremely uncomfortable.

"Hey, what's the matter? Why is someone injured, and I don't know how to help me? I'm afraid this little girl will blackmail you?" An unfamiliar voice came from the crowd. Scholar, carrying a basket behind him, with some books on it, a writing brush hanging beside the basket, and an inkstone hanging on the side.

He looked like he was only in his early twenties, with a scholar-like temperament, and his big bright eyes swept across Feng Qingge. Although he didn't understand the situation, he still took the initiative to stand up, took out the bamboo tube in the back basket, and said with a smile, "Girl, I Seeing that you are very dehydrated, drink some water first, don't worry, it's not poisonous."

"Thank you." Glancing at the scholar, Feng Qingge took the bamboo tube and took a sip of the water inside. The tightly frowned brows stretched out involuntarily, Feng Qingge took a few more sips, and unknowingly drank all the water in the bamboo tube. "Where did this water come from? That sweet taste is better than ordinary well water."

"It's the melting water of the iceberg in Xuemu Mountain. I hit a little while passing by. Girl, do you have any trouble with your legs? I'll help you up." After speaking, the scholar was about to stretch out his hand.

Feng Qingge smiled softly, shook her head slightly, and did not speak.

The scholar was stunned for a moment, but smiled and said, "Could it be that you knelt down voluntarily? Kneeling in front of so many people, you still don't change your face, don't feel sad or complain, the girl's measure is really admirable. Look at the girl. The face, the heaven is full and the pavilion is square, I think it's a girl from everyone."

"Pfft, hahaha, she is indeed the girl in everyone, or a big and big lady, and she is not light." That sarcastic voice sounded, and the blue figure was extremely dazzling in the crowd. She has a beautiful face, with an air of arrogance, her eyes swept around in disdain, and she can't hold anyone.

What is a house leak when it rains overnight, this is it!

The matter of Feng Qingge is so big, how could the people in Feng Mansion not know about it?

Gently brushing her cloud sleeves, Feng Qing'er raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Why, our Princess Cen, what are you staring at me for? Could it be that I said something wrong? Look at you, what is this all about? In this way, I lost the face of Fengfu, and also lost the face of His Royal Highness King Cen. You are almost like a beggar. If I were you, I would have found a white silk and hanged it. Shame."

"This girl, have some morals. Although I don't know what happened, but if you humiliate people like this, you are not afraid that one day, you will end up like this and be spurned by everyone?" The scholar frowned slightly. , opened the mouth to remind.

Feng Qinger even laughed out loud and said coldly: "It's ridiculous, where is the poor scholar, don't even my Fengfu know? In the cloud country, the Fengfu is one of the best, and I will be reduced to this. level?"

"Concubine Cen, who is also a member of Fengfu, can be reduced to this level, how about you?" The scholar asked back, with his hands behind his back, and sighed: "Life is fickle, what you say and do must be done with caution. You are too jealous, fellow sisters, with the same blood, how can you bear to attack her like this?"

"Shut up, poor scholar, where is there so much nonsense. Do I need you to teach me a lesson? What is Princess Cen? It's just a title, there are people in this country who don't know, His Royal Highness King Cen's side No, she just kept the vacant room when she married, she really thought she was a green onion. Besides, how can you compare such a waste to me? I will go to Chaoyang Sect to report in two months, such a waste can enter Is it?" Feng Qing'er smiled coldly, but was full of disdain for Feng Qinggeao. Such a piece of shit, does he really take himself seriously?

Frowning slightly, the scholar sighed involuntarily, stroked his long hair and said, "Sometimes, the gap between reality and ideal is too great, why don't we make a bet?"

"Hmph, do you think I'm in the mood to bet with you?" Feng Qing'er sneered, this scholar who appeared out of thin air is really annoying.

With a puff of a smile, the scholar said, "My gamble is not an ordinary gamble, but a life-long gamble. You, you have too much heart and too little vision, you can't see anything, and you can't make anything out. This life is just a mediocre one. It's light, but when you met me, I want to rewrite your life. Since you like to ridicule her so much, then I bet you will end up being scolded by thousands of people, hanging with a foot of white silk. And die. You, dare to gamble?"

"Mad. Why should I trust you!" Feng Qing'er laughed coldly. What kind of gambling is this? It's just gibberish.

Reaching out to take out the book and brush behind him, his right hand tapped, the brush swiped lightly on the paper, and the rigorous and upright handwriting appeared on the paper. He just smiled softly, and when the last word fell, he blew. This piece of paper said with a smile: "It's up to you, the bet takes effect, and your ending has been settled!"

Feng Qingge, who had been silent all the time, slowly raised her head, the light in her eyes flickered, she bit her lip lightly, and said in a low voice, "You are the national teacher of the Dragon Kingdom, Yan Wu."

"Boom!" A word that sounded like a thunderbolt from the blue sky exploded, and the people watching the lively all around froze completely, and countless eyes turned towards the scholar. The serious judge in the rumors is actually a scholar, shouldn't he be a little older, some sturdy middle-aged, how can he be a young man?