Huangba Six Realms: Traveling through the world

Chapter 582 Comeback (10)

On the second day, the Feng family was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the sound of firecrackers at the door was deafening. Everyone in Qimang Mountain knew that the Fu family had gone to the Feng family to propose marriage today.

Fu Mianqing was wearing a brand new dark red robe, and her hair was combed meticulously, making him even more handsome.

He followed behind Master Fu, and foolishly smiled at Feng Zhuoxi, and the servants of Feng's family couldn't help laughing.

The matchmaker is the most experienced matchmaker in Qimang Mountain, she has a glib tongue, making the two families amused, only Feng Zhuoxi's expression is normal, nothing special can be seen.

But Fu Mianqing didn't mind, he kept looking at Feng Zhuoxi's beautiful face seriously from a few meters away, and thought like a drum in his heart: I'm finally going to be her rightful fiance!

The room was full of joy, the matchmaker said something, looked at the time, and said: "The auspicious time has come, this Na Cai, let's start."

Yao Caizhi stood up and said, "Okay."

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly resounded in the backyard of Feng's house. It was earth-shattering and shocked everyone.

Feng Zhuoxi didn't even think about it, and immediately flew to the backyard.

Fu Mianqing was stunned for a moment, then followed.

Yao Caizhi briefly explained a few words, and then hurriedly chased after him with others.

Feng Zhuoxi rushed over, and what came into view was a piece of ruins.

The small courtyard where Feng Zhuo Ling was kept was blown to pieces, and in the ruins stood a masked man exuding a foul smell, holding a woman in his hand, who seemed to have passed out.

It was Feng Zhuoling, although there was dust all over her body and face, Feng Zhuoxi recognized it at a glance.

"Who are you?" Feng Zhuoxi drew out the Nine Heavens Spirit Sword and shouted sharply.

The masked man seemed a little unresponsive, holding the fainted Feng Zhuo Ling in his hand, raised it to his face for a look, and suddenly said in a muffled voice: "That's not right."

wrong?

Feng Zhuoxi narrowed her eyes, suddenly rushed over like lightning, and slashed at the masked man with her palm.

The masked man looked up at Feng Zhuoxi, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Ah! That's right!"

She sneered in her heart, it seemed that she was here to trouble her.

She cut off the man's left arm with a sword, and threw Feng Zhuoling to the servants of the Feng family: "Take it down. Try not to get close here."

The malice on this masked man was the same as that on the Seventh Prince, and one could tell it was written by the man in red.

But they have never come to the door so blatantly, what's going on?

The masked man had a broken arm, bleeding profusely, but he didn't seem to feel the pain, he still stared blankly at Feng Zhuoxi's face, and said in a muffled voice: "It's you. I want to Kill you, kill you. Kill you."

His tone was as flat and boring as a machine, and he didn't look like a human being at all, but he was not a human puppet, because he had a breath of life on him.

Feng Zhuoxi didn't want to get too entangled with this masked man, so as not to cause too much commotion, so she raised her long sword, intending to make a quick decision.

But the masked man who was still extremely dull just now suddenly seemed to be a different person, suddenly stretched out the remaining right arm, threw himself on Feng Zhuoxi, locked her firmly, and then suddenly said: "Kill kill you. kill you."

Feng Zhuoxi only felt that there was a huge suction on him, sucking her forward like a black hole.

(End of this chapter)