Chapter 2839： Feng Xinglang's Eighty-One Princess

Cong Gang came over on his knees and gently lifted Feng Xinglang's long legs and pressed a few times on his rigid muscles.

"It's a normal phenomenon of excessive muscle strain! You can recover in two or three days!"

Cong Gang took the warm water bag and put it lightly on Feng Xinglang's long legs.

"Bug, I'm doing my best for you...but I've tried my best and exhausted!"

Feng Xinglang lay on the warming pad with a posture of'I have suffered a lot for you, you have to thank me well'.

Cong Gang stared deeply at the lying Feng Xinglang, and smiled.

"Get up! I will take you out of the camping tent to see the scenery!"

Cong Gang reached for his hand, trying to pull up Feng Xinglang, who was reluctant to move.

"The cold wind outside, what a hairy scenery to see!"

Feng Xinglang turned over and said, "By the way, does your companion have a mobile phone? I haven't called my house Wanwan and Xueluo for two days! I am still pregnant with a child late and late!"

"Well, yes! I'll get it!"

Knowing that Feng Xinglang's wife was eager, Cong Gang turned to get out of the camping canopy.

"Wait a minute…"

But Feng Xinglang stopped him, "Forget it! That late girl hasn't heard my nagging these days, I don't know how happy and cozy it is!"

"Just know!"

Cong Gang paused and said, "Give your daughter a little space! What you should worry about has already been over-fulfilled! Now Lin Wan has a family, and the Fifteenth Seal will take care of your baby girl!"

"Yes... Now think about it, the fifteenth boy is still filial enough!"

Feng Xinglang sighed sincerely, "Two sons and one daughter, neither can compare to him!"

"Even if the Fifteenth Seal uses his most sincere filial piety to honor you, in your heart, it is far less than the weight of your own three children in your mind!"

Cong Gang came over on his knees and began to physically relax Feng Xinglang's stiff muscles.

Although Cong Gang hit the nail on the head, Feng Xinglang still refused to admit it alive and well.

"Dead bug, you are clearly separating the deep relationship between me and my son-in-law!"

Feng Xinglang knew that Feng Fifteen and Cong Gang were mentors and apprentices; to a certain extent, Feng Fifteen had betrayed the foster father of Hetun!

"That's right! You are so affectionate with the son-in-law of Feng Fifteen! The world is a lesson! I am an outsider, how can I be separated? President Feng Da, you are too worried!"

Cong Gang knew that Feng Xinglang was a cunning fox.

Even if he was hit by the nail on the head, he would not admit it!

"Let's not hit my son-in-law's mind!"

After a slight pause, Feng Xinglang added another sentence: "You have abducted my youngest son. Is it possible that you still want to abduct my son-in-law?"

"President Feng, you want to add to the crime!"

Cong Gang sighed lightly, "What's the situation with your little son? You know it like a mirror in your heart! Or, I will let An An drive your little bug back to you?"

"Dog stuff! Talking to Lao Tzu again, isn't it?"

Feng Xinglang slammed the warm water bag in his hand towards Cong Gang.

Without raising his head, Cong Gang reached out and caught it firmly.

"Damn! Your dog is still playing cool with me?!"

Feng Xinglang became even more angry, "You didn't catch my bugs long ago, and you won't catch my bugs late. You will catch my bugs until your daughter is hooked by your daughter? Are you still a person?"

In short, in Feng Xinglang's view, what Cong Gang did was wrong!

Raised his son for him, and corrected his son for more than ten years, Feng Xinglang's attitude towards Cong Gang?

The key problem is that Cong Gang is not angry at all!

Don't bother to have general knowledge with someone.

Staring at Feng Xinglang for a moment, Cong Gang turned around and pulled down the curtain of the camping tent.

"Where are you going?" Feng Xinglang asked afterwards.

Cong Gang did not answer Feng Xinglang's question, but walked out of the camping tent without looking back.

"Hey, you are a dog, you are unfamiliar with the place, why are you running around?"

Feng Xinglang cursed at the back of Cong Gang who had left.

But he still didn't move!

After climbing the mountain road for five or six hours yesterday, his legs are really going to be scrapped.

The bored Feng Xinglang waited and waited, but Cong Gang didn't see him coming in either.

It seems that on the hillside not far away, Feng Xinglang also heard a few calls of snow leopards.

"This dead bug, don't die outside!"

Cong Gang was really worried, or Feng Xinglang himself felt timid in the center of the unfamiliar environment. After waiting for a few more minutes, Feng Xinglang immediately dragged his sore and aching feet out of the camping tent.

I looked around, and the camping tents from last night were gone. Only a few camping tents were seen far away, hundreds of meters away.

Cong Gang was sitting on a rock where the snow was swept away, looking at the distant scenery silently.

It is Cong Gang's strategy to stay the same and respond to all changes!

He knew that it would not be long before Feng Xinglang would run out of the camping tent to see where he was.

Feng Xinglang remained silent, quietly avoiding the snow, trying to attack Cong Gang from behind.

I glanced at the **** in front of Cong Gang: If I kick this thing down, I shouldn't be able to fall to death, right?

The thought that he was fooled by the dog Cong Gang to see the aurora, he was even more miserable than the dog; Feng Xinglang inexplicably breeds unpleasant anger.

Therefore, he tried his best to keep his steps light, so that Cong Gang, who was intoxicated in the scenery, would not find out.

When he was less than one meter away from Cong Gang, Feng Xinglang raised his foot and kicked straight towards Cong Gang's back.

Feng Xinglang pondered: There is snow under the ramp, and Cong Gang shouldn't be able to fall this dog!

You can't fall to death; but Feng Xinglang really underestimated Cong Gang's vigilance: even if he didn't need to look at it, he could feel Feng Xinglang's every step and the distance from him.

Just when Feng Xinglang aimed Cong Gang's back and kicked out, Cong Gang turned his head fiercely, clasped Feng Xinglang's ankle, and pulled him forward. Feng Xinglang had a center of gravity. Unsteady, directly hit Cong Gang's body.

"Bug...Bug... Hold on! Hold on!"

I don't know if Cong Gang is really old, he couldn't stabilize his body, let alone help Feng Xinglang stabilize his body; then the two people rolled down the hill like a shaft.

At the moment of falling, Cong Gang instinctively protected Feng Xinglang's head. For fear that his head will not be bumped and he will be bloodied again, he will be guilty again.

"Ah...it hurts Lao Tzu to death! Lao Tzu's waist! Dog thing, why can't you even sit still?"

Feng Xinglang, who stopped rolling, was more frightened than painful. While panting in fear, screaming pain.

Cong Gang did not answer, took away his hands from Feng Xinglang's head, and then lay down and looked up at the sky.

The sky is exceptionally clear, and the blue sky is cloudless, as clear as jasper.

There is not even a trace of scum, as if all the variegated colors have been filtered out, and it shines beautifully.

Listening to the joy, anger and swearing of the people around you, it's so wonderful!

Perhaps it was Cong Gang's tranquility that had infected Feng Xinglang, and Feng Xinglang also became quiet, lying on his back to look at the clear sky.

"It's better to be here, there is no pollution, no haze, pure and intoxicating!"

Feng Xinglang sighed quietly, "When will Shencheng have such a clean sky?!"

"Even if it is good here, you will not stay here for retirement! No matter how bad Shanghai is, that will be your home!"

Cong Gang turned his head and looked at Feng Xinglang warmly. Feng Xinglang also cast a sideways glance at Cong Gang, "Bug, I had a dream last night. I dreamt that I had traveled to ancient times and became an unwelcome prince! That stupid father, because of The provocation of others put my mother into the cold palace...

…Every day of my life, I walk on thin ice! "

"and after?"

Cong Gang asked warmly.

"Later, you showed up, guess what character you are?"

Feng Xinglang smiled badly.

Cong Gang glanced at the malicious Feng Xinglang, "I will never be a eunuch, right?!" "Not so frustrated... You became the most trusted general of my stupid father! What happened later? , The two of us, we kill each other, the queen assists each other, doing things that hurt the world...killed my silly dog ​​dad, banned all the siblings...you want

I rushed to kill, but I refused...so, I was woken up by you! "

Feng Xinglang talked about his dreams last night in a chaotic manner.

Cong Gang just listened quietly.

"It's an honor that I can still appear in your dreams!"

Cong Gang said quietly, "I thought your dreams would be San Gong Six Hospital, Seventy-two Consorts, and Eighty-One Princesses!"

Feng Xinglang: "..."

"Eighty-one princesses? Heh... the girl who is late is enough to abuse me! If I have eighty-one princesses, will I still be alive?"

Cong Gang smiled faintly, but did not answer.

Feng Xinglang looked at Cong Gang again, "Bug, don't wave around! Come back to Shencheng with me! Without you dangling in front of my eyes, my heart is not at ease!"

"I have regarded my most irritating apprentice as your son-in-law. Are you still not at ease?"

Cong Gang said warmly, "There is a 15th seal, no one in Shencheng dares to touch you!"

"It's not a question of motion...I need you to return to Shencheng!"

Feng Xinglang supported his upper body with his arms and leaned towards Cong Gang in a half-pressed posture.

"Furthermore, if you are not here, who will preside over the wedding of An An and Xiao Chong?" Feng Xinglang snapped Cong Gang's somewhat uncomfortable face to the side, "Your wild girl, except you, nothing People can hold her! It’s not a problem that two children are always stocking outside like this! Don’t you want to hold your grandson?

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"How hard it is to have children, I can't bear my daughter giving birth to other men!"

Cong Gang used Feng Xinglang's tone.

"No! You are willing! Because you want An An to have a son more than I do!"

Feng Xinglang used sophistry.

"Why must it be a son? Isn't the daughter bad?" Cong Gang asked.

"I want An An to give birth to a son! Because the son is like a mother! And An An is like you again... That An An Sheng's son is naturally more like you!" In order to fool Cong Gang, Feng Xinglang uses any means against his will. On it.