The Lady Falls from the Sky: The Enchanting Husband Is Addicted

Chapter 608

"Uncle, you are here!

"Uncle Master!"

"Uncle Master!"

"Master, you are finally here!"

The middle-aged man jumped off the flying beast and strode towards them. Seeing that they were all motionless, he asked suspiciously, "What's going on?"

"Master Uncle, that woman has used some kind of enchantment, we can't even move, please help us untie it first."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man first took a look at Feng Xueqing who was trapped by the black net, and when he saw her face, his eyes darkened suddenly, and when he took a closer look, he couldn't help frowning again.

"Hey, uncle, didn't your mother tell you that it's rude to stare at girls like this?"

Feng Xueqing crawled and lay on the ground in a somewhat awkward posture, because she was trapped in the net and couldn't straighten her waist, so she could only raise her head reluctantly, looking at the middle-aged man, there was no fear in her eyes, and her tone was There was also a hint of joking.

"Cough cough."

The middle-aged man withdrew his eyes in embarrassment, looked at the four people again, quickly untied their restraints, and asked, "This is the woman you said was suspected of injuring the young master 16 years ago?"

The four of them resumed their actions. The woman who had just been threatened by Feng Xueqing immediately ran up to Feng Xueqing and kicked her directly. She seemed puzzled and was about to kick her again when the middle-aged man behind her kicked her. Pulled back.

"Xin'er, what are you doing?"

"Uncle, please don't stop me, this witch just wanted to scratch my face, and even put maltose on my face to attract insects to crawl."

The woman named Xin'er became more and more annoyed as she thought about it. After she finished speaking, she wanted to kick her again, but was stopped by the middle-aged man again.

"Okay, the most important thing now is to take her back and give it to the senior brother to confirm whether it was the young master she injured back then."

The middle-aged man frowned, and there was a hint of thought in his eyes.

Although this little girl looks very similar to the woman who injured the young lord back then, this girl's cultivation has clearly not broken through the gold rank, and she cannot maintain her appearance. It has been 16 years since it happened. How is it possible to be so young?
However, after so many years of investigation, even if it was suspected, he couldn't let it go.

Hearing this, although Xin'er was not reconciled, she still responded, "Yes, uncle."

It doesn't matter, wait until we get to her territory and see if she doesn't torture her to death.

Feng Xueqing was trapped by the black net, and she couldn't escape for a while, but she didn't panic, she lowered her eyes slightly, and the pupils rolled around, and she soon noticed in her heart.

This forest is not far from the entrance of the small space, she carefully left some clues, and then, father and mother will be able to find her along these clues.

After the group left, none of them paid attention, and a black figure quickly left, heading towards Bingcheng.

……

The sky in the small space is full of snow all the year round. At noon, when the sky is full of snowflakes, there is a faint sun rising.

In the fenced yard.

Tong Shiying was dressed in white, sitting in front of the dressing table, her face was indistinctly printed in the bronze mirror in front of her eyes.

Time has not left the slightest trace on her face, her white hair is as smooth as silk, casually scattered on her shoulders, matching her facial features, like a beautiful and fairy-like porcelain white doll, full of A pure and clean breath.

Feng Feicheng was behind her, slowly approaching her, also wearing brocade and white gown, with exquisite and coquettish facial features, evil eyes and brows, and a faint smile on the corners of his lips, showing boundless spring.

Likewise, nothing has changed from what it was 16 years ago.

He walked behind Tong Shiying, picked up the wooden comb on the dressing table, and said softly, "Ying'er, I'm here to comb your hair for your husband."

(End of this chapter)