Poison Concubine Playing Evil King: Miss Beast Controlling

Song Yancheng thought very clearly, since Feng Shitian gave in, it would be fine as long as he pressed harder and harder.

But he didn't expect that Feng Shitian would be such an easy-going person who would give in easily?

"Well, then you should contact your younger brother first. I will also ask my master to come over now and ask him if everything you said is true!" There is always some discomfort in the eyes.

"Okay!" But Song Yancheng still agreed.

In a short time, Wen Renyue came.

"Master Wen, hello, my name is Song Yancheng, you probably don't recognize me, but the ancestors of my family, you should know that in the ruined temple, they gave you a bowl of white rice when you were starving to death People!" This is Song Yancheng's self-introduction.

Wen Renyue never cared much about good or bad reputation, so after listening to Song Yancheng's words, he nodded his head: "Oh, you are actually from the Song family, there is such a thing!"

Immediately, Song Yancheng glanced at Feng Shitian proudly, which clearly meant to say, look, how about it, I am not wrong, Feng Shitian, Feng Shitian, you should obediently take that Jiuyang Pill Give me the exclusive agency right!

"Your Song family also came to participate in the auction of my precious apprentice?" Wen Renyue was quite happy to see the people of the Song family.

In fact, Wen Renyue is a very affectionate and righteous person, so he has never forgotten the kindness of the Song family to him.

"Master, the Song family didn't come to participate in the auction, they wanted my apprentice to pay back that bowl of rice @!" Feng Shitian's voice sounded faintly at this moment.

"...?" Wen Renyue frowned, he understood Feng Shitian's words.

But Feng Shitian continued: "I just want to exchange that bowl of rice for my exclusive agency right of Jiuyang Pill!"

"And also said, this is the promise you made to the Song family back then, Master!"

"But, I've already fulfilled that promise!" The smile on Wen Renyue's face faded at this moment. Although he values ​​love and righteousness, he absolutely does not allow others to use this to threaten his precious apprentice. .

"Impossible!" Song Yancheng jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on at this time: "Impossible, this is simply impossible!"

Wen Renyue looked at Songyan City very dissatisfied, and said that since he became famous, no one has dared to question him so loudly in front of him.

"Master, what's going on here, you really have to tell Mr. Song!" Feng Shitian smiled slightly.

"Oh, three years ago, when I went to Bonan City, I happened to meet the old ancestor of the Song family there. I really didn't expect that old guy to be still alive, and that old guy loved gambling very much. He just lost money that day. He lost so much that his pants were ripped off, so I helped him pay for the bet, so in the words of that old guy, I have already repaid the favor!"

"Impossible, impossible! This favor is owed by you to our Song family, how can you just pay back to your ancestors!" Of course, Song Yancheng knew that his ancestors loved to gamble, and they would lose every bet.

So he knew in his heart that what Wen Renyue said was probably true.

"What I owe is not your Song family, but your ancestors!" Wen Renyue's face turned cold, and his impression of the Song family plummeted.

(PS: Finished today)