Chapter 3 Bone Remodeling ([-])

Seeing the situation, Feng Yu raised his hand, and when a slap was about to fall, Feng Wu had already avoided it, and hit Feng Yu's chest with fierce force, although he had no internal strength, Feng Wu received a heavy slap from Feng Wu.

"You bitch! I'm going to kill you!" Wind gathered air in Feng Yu's palm, and a ball of white light flowed in her palm, "Die!"

Feng Wu's eyes were cold, if she was hit by a palm, she would surely die, now Feng Wu could only find the right time to avoid the blow.

"Wind and rain!" Someone yelled, a little angry, "Stop!" I saw a slender man in blue Chinese clothes protecting Feng Wu behind him, "Nonsense! Go back!"

The light in Feng Yu's palm dissipated, and he called out unwillingly, "Brother."

Fengyun had already put away his whip, and called out sweetly, "Brother."

Seeing the wind and rain, the corners of their mouths curled, they respected this elder brother very much, but he liked to protect Feng Wu since he was a child, which made them jealous.

"Xiao Wu,"

He turned to face her, looked at the wound on her hand for her, found a square scarf and tied it for her, "Don't be afraid."

He comforted her with a gentle voice, and wanted to calm her fear as before. This person had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looked a little harsh and stern. On the contrary, his voice was gentle and his temperament was repaired, and his appearance was more attractive.

Feng Wu's heart was inexplicably touched, some fragmentary images flashed, it was the body's reaction, she withdrew her hand, said in a low voice, "Thank you." Then she left with Xiaoqian.

"Brother, you really dote on her for nothing, she doesn't take you seriously at all." Feng Yun said.

"that is!"

"You two like to bully Xiao Wu on weekdays, don't think I don't know." He snorted coldly, his mind still in Feng Wu's cold and detached voice.

"Eldest young master, Feng Mo, born in the second room. When I was young, the young lady liked playing with the young master the most. The young master loved the young lady the most..."

Xiaoqian and her returned to Qingyueyuan where Fengwu lived, and began to introduce Fengmo. Fengwu could feel the body's dependence on Fengmo.Some fragmentary pictures were swept away, and the brain waves conveyed the memory of Feng Mo in this body.

It was probably the last obsession of the original owner, wanting to remember the only person in the world who treated her well.

Although she caught the whip, her body was sickly and tender, and she really suffered some internal injuries.Now that she has taken on this body, she doesn't want to take on her life. She is a king, how can she be willing to be a waste material without dignity.

Reading countless historical books and classics of practice, there are geniuses and waste materials in this world, and she belongs to the latter, and it is not impossible to change from the latter to the former, that is to reshape the bones.

Wanting to reshape her bones, she looked at her body, it was difficult!

Xiaoqian was curious, the lady never read these books before, how did she start to study these days, and asked her to look for these books everywhere.

Xiaoqian took the book she brought out from the study just now, turned it to the first page, and put it on the table, "Miss asked the servant to take so many books, I can't finish reading them in a while."

Xiaoqian looked at the books on the floor besides the books spread out on the table. Does Miss want to read so many books at the same time?

Xiaoqian had a good idea. When it comes to starting a new life, what Feng Wu should be thankful for is that she brought along her own memory.She just wants to read these books at the same time. They are related to each other, and the flaws in one book can be found in another book.

"I heard that my eldest sister has worked very hard recently. Do you want to reshape the bones? Don't forget, my father tried it long ago, and everything was in vain. Everyone knows that Xiangye's mansion produced a loser."

Feng Yu had a look of contempt on her face. She heard that Feng Wu had asked the maid to take a lot of books recently. She was very curious about what this trash wanted to do, so she followed her.

Feng Wu collected her expression, and put on the appearance of a delicate and cautious little white lotus, so weak that it made people feel distressed, "I have nothing to do at home, use it to pass the time."

Feng Yu snorted coldly, and Jin Boot stepped on the page that had just been opened, "A piece of trash will only ruin these books, just like the current situation, it will only leave stains."

She bit her lips tightly, tears streaming down, Feng Yu smiled triumphantly at this, trampled on all the books, and left proudly.

"Miss……"

Just as Xiaoqian was about to say something, a cold light flashed across Feng Wu's eyes, and the undried tears stopped in her eye sockets and turned into ice.

(End of this chapter)

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