My emperor is arrogant again

Chapter 438 What the hell!

"My hydrangea!"

"Dude, can you get out of the way! Don't grab my hydrangea!"

"I'm married to Miss Yue Family!"

Su Ruge, who was watching the battle from the side, had a bad feeling in his heart, and nervously held Jun Moyan's palm.

And at this moment, a brown figure suddenly rose from the ground, rushing towards the red hydrangea!
Wei Feng has the strength of the Xuanling Realm, because Nalan Qingya's matter has been suppressing his strength, so he didn't ascend to the upper realm. Now that his real strength has been released, the rest of them are of course no match.

Immediately, someone spoke up: "You old man, do old cows eat tender grass! Return the hydrangea to me!"

A young man rushed towards Wei Feng.

Hearing this, Su Ruge, who was watching from the sidelines, suddenly couldn't sit still, and actually said that his father is immortal, so he is looking for death!

Instantly released divine fire and rushed towards the young man.

"What the hell, my ass is on fire!"

The young man was covering his butt, but the flames burned his hands, so he couldn't help but take it back, "Ah! Help!"

As a result, a very interesting picture appeared in the embroidery building, the young man was clutching his butt, running faster than a rabbit!After a few minutes, the fire finally went out, but his ass was burned to black coals.

"what!"

The young man rolled his eyes and passed out immediately.

None of these young people were Wei Feng's opponents, so Wei Feng took the hydrangea three times, five times and two times, and then slowly fell from the sky. He wanted to do a cool move to attract Nalan Qingya's attention. But when it landed, a young man was still thinking about snatching the hydrangea from Wei Feng's hand.

Wei Feng withdrew back, it was okay not to dodge, this dodge directly dodged his waist...

And the young man lay on the ground like a dog eating shit.

But holding the hydrangea tightly in his hand, Wei Feng raised his head, just in time to meet Nalan Qingya's gaze, which seemed to have been absent for a century.

The familiar eyes and familiar face made Nalan Qingya's pupils shrink. Why is this man so familiar?

Have you seen it before?
But she was blank about the past!
When I saw Master Yue, Mrs. Yue and the maids around me, I didn't feel familiar with them, but when I saw this man who snatched the hydrangea ball, I felt very reluctant.

Seeing that Nalan Qingya was stunned looking at Wei Feng who was grabbing the hydrangea, the maid thought that Nalan Qingya was disappointed, and then looked at Wei Feng who was grabbing the hydrangea.

At least 40 years old!
Although it looks good!But it can't change the fact that you are old!
The maid's face changed drastically: "Who would allow such a person to enter the Xiulou! The master has ordered that the age is only allowed to be under 30 years old!"

Although my lady is older, she is only 23 years old. How can she marry a man in his 40s?

If it gets out, I don't know how the world will laugh at the Yue family!

"I'm going to tell the master right now, I'm dismissing you!" The maid said angrily, "Throw this man out quickly!"

This person doesn't seem to be a wealthy person, it seems that he also wants to marry a young lady and live a life of luxury and wealth, right?But I don't even look at how many catties I have!

All the young people saw the joke. Although the young lady of the Yue family is not young, she is the daughter of the Yue family after all. How is it possible to marry a 40-year-old man who has achieved nothing?

When you come to this embroidery building, you have to see how many catties you have!
Hearing this, a look of disappointment flashed in Wei Feng's eyes, and he glanced at the hydrangea tightly held in his hand, but he really didn't want to let it go.

Wei Feng raised his head and glanced at Nalan Qingya, although it wasn't that familiar face, but... he was sure that this woman was Qingya whom he had been waiting for most of his life, but she seemed to forget himself.

Wei Feng opened his mouth, wanting to call out the word Qingya, but there was no sound.

(End of this chapter)