Chapter 1212: Pretending

"Three sisters, I don't know what you are talking about? When did I go to the Zhao family?" Feng Chu's lips and lips were scattered and turned, and a face was full of doubts.
"Hey! You are a monk, still pretending to be with me here, I obviously tied you to the Zhao family with my eldest sister. You are really fatal if you didn't kill you!" Just talking, Anjou thought of it all at once. Like that, she was shocked and widened her eyes. "Ange! You are not in my poison? Why, you are so good!"
Yes, she clearly remembers her poison in Ange. She saw Zhao Ziyan put the poison in her mouth. It took time to calculate the time. Now, the song is now like nothing. That face is not like the appearance of poisoning!
Feng Chuge did not answer her, just standing in the same place, looking at her faintly, the indifferent face, seeing Anru was shocked.
After being looked at by the eyes, I finally became angry and angry. Anjou was angry and went forward again, trying to catch her hair. "I can't kill you before, I won't believe you can't help you now!"
This time, Anjou brought a few guards. After saying this, she waved and wanted to let those guards come over, but only when she spoke, she only heard a sigh of voice coming from the outside. "I have to see, how did you kill her this time!"
After listening to this, An Ru was thinking about answering, but found that something was wrong, turned around, and when I saw the person who came in slowly from the outside, Anru’s whole person slammed a cold breath...
"Father... father...!!"
Yes, it’s An Yunfeng.
Just before the outside, An Yunfeng heard everything clearly.
In the past, he may have closed his eyes to Anru and others, but now, the status of Ange is different. How can he still watch him being bullied? He stepped forward and raised his hand and slapped it on Anru's face. "Mixing things, I dare to start with my own sister! If I didn't hear it, I was still in the dark!"
Anjou was grievously covering his face, and some looked at An Yunfeng unbelievably.
In the past, how could she fight her songs, and her father would not beat her like this.
Feng Chuge stood aside and snorted...
This An Yunfeng, who is acting for the show?
If he had been so concerned about this body before, can she be killed and her soul attached to this body?
"Well, I am tired, let's go first." Feng Chu songs are too lazy to deal with them, directly under the order.
At the moment, Fengchu song is the treasure of Anjia. An Yunfengba is still too late for her. When she heard her say this, she nodded and didn’t even investigate whether she had actually been to Zhao’s business.
Good, good, good. You should rest well first!"
In turn, he looked at Anjou and swept a few more guards behind him. "What are you still doing? Don't roll fast! Wait a minute, I will settle with you!!"
Anjou lowered his head slightly, and his hand still covered his face.
Her eyes were drooping, but she could not hide her resentment in her eyes.
In the past, my father was clearly pointing to her!
But now...
Her other hand, hanging, was holding it, and she wanted to insert her nails into her palm. It took her for a long time before she raised her head. "Well, I will leave."
In turn, the fierce sight swept over the Fengchu song, and seemed to want to delay her.
Looking at the living, An Ru sneer -
Ange, little slut, let's walk! I used to step you under my feet. After that, I can still!