Chapter 1721: People are cheap and invincible (5)

Qiao Yaruan's hand, with warmth, attached to the back of his tight hand, eased his mood.
Mrs. Feng's face grew paler and she couldn't keep hiding even the trembling.
Shui Anluo supported her side face with one hand and looked at Mrs. Feng as if trembling in the wind. All she can say is that after all, she is not as cheap as the world.
See how calm the old count is.
Perhaps this is the legend, people are inferior and invincible.
And, Chu Cuiyi is one level.
Shui Anluo was thinking and was kicked by Chu Mu with no trace.
Shui Anluo: "..."
Shui Anluo opened his eyes wide and stared at him unhappyly.
The corners of the lips of Chu Mu's wings were slightly raised, and she did not speak.
Shui Anluo secretly retracted her emotions, she was indeed not the opponent of this evil.
Lisa looked at Feng Feng, as if she finally felt something wrong. She held Madam Feng's arm with one hand and couldn't help but ask, "Feng Feng, what are you doing?"
But Feng Feng ignored her, but kept looking at Feng Mu.
"Mom, sweat so much, you're thirsty." Feng Feng said, reached out and raised the cup on the table, slowly passed it.
Feng mother shivered, looking at the cup, as if looking at the serpent beast.
"Feng Feng, what are you doing?" The old count frowned, as if only blaming him for his incorrect behavior.
Feng Feng did not bother the old count, but the cup in his hand was getting closer and closer to Feng Mu, but Feng Feng was so rude that he dropped the cup directly at Feng Mu's feet.
"Wow--"
The glass shattered, splashing a few pieces of glass, like a cracked rose, smashed in the air, with broken beauty.
The crackling sound echoed in the lobby for a long time, shocking countless people.
"Fengfeng." Feng Zheng suddenly got up, angrily and warned his son not to go too far. "She is your mother after all."
"Mother?" Feng Feng sneered, walking towards Mrs. Feng step by step. "Do you dare to admit these two words?" Feng Feng said, suddenly turning back, pointing at the king not far away, "Today, you, And you, and you— "he said, pointing to the king in turn, to the old count, to Feng Zheng," you owe my mother everything. "
Feng Feng said, his voice was like cold poisonous ice, cold and bones.
There was a slight pause in the king's body, and there was a clear flash of confusion in his eyes.
Shui Anluo made a noise, but did not speak. Now it seems that the so-called King Her Majesty does not know the true identity of Feng Feng, that is, all this was planned by the old count.
What a sad king.
Bai Yehan's gaze has always been in the direction of Chu Muyi and Shui Anluo. The two of them have always watched the opera from the beginning to the end, and they can't see any worry.
This is the thing that worries Bai Yehan most.
"Feng Feng, what else do you say, I am your mother, I am the one who gave birth to your mother." Feng mother suddenly took Mad Feng's arm and froze for twenty minutes from now until now Took all her sanity.
Feng Feng lowered his head and looked at the woman holding his arm tightly. There was no disgust in his eyes. He suddenly raised his hand and pushed the mother away.
Feng mother had weak legs, and now she completely lost her reliance and squatted directly on the ground.
"Ah, it really hurts," Shui Anluo said slowly and slowly.