Yue Qingfenghua: The Black Concubine Against Heaven

Chapter 133 Feed the Stew to the Dog!
"Feng Lingyue, you, you, what are you going to do?" Feng Qingya bit her lip and asked bitterly.

"Me? I don't want to do anything!" Feng Qingya breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Feng Lingyue's words. sounded.

"I just want your two lives!" Feng Lingyue's voice suddenly became sharp.

After saying that, Feng Lingyue used her spiritual power to attack Feng Qingya, while Aunt Yu who was at the side was stunned after Feng Lingyue said those words.

Seeing her proudest daughter so vulnerable in front of Feng Lingyue, Yuhua immediately ran towards the door of the room.

Feng Qingya, who was knocked down to the ground, glanced at her mother who was ignoring herself and only thinking of running away before she fell into a coma, and she couldn't help feeling a deep sense of despair in her heart.

Instead, Feng Lingyue watched Yuhua stumbling all the way to the door, and at the moment she was about to touch the door latch, Feng Lingyue appeared in front of her, which shocked Yuhua so much that even the basic I don't remember calling for help.

But even if Yuhua asked outsiders for help, it was useless, because she had already set up an enchantment around her, isolating communication with the outside world.In other words, people outside cannot hear what people inside are saying.And as far as Yuhua's three-legged cat kung fu is concerned, she doesn't have the ability to break Feng Lingyue's barrier. It is no exaggeration to say that Yuhua may not realize that she is surrounded by barriers when she dies.In the end, Yuhua verified this sentence with blood dripping.

Yuhua looked at Feng Lingyue with fear on her face, but in her heart she wished that her tendons would be cramped, her skin would be peeled off, and then stewed soup would be fed to the dogs!
"As for me, I actually have a few questions to ask you. If you are honest, I will..." Feng Lingyue looked at Yuhua and meant something, but she didn't say clearly, what would she do? Sample!
When Yuhua heard Feng Lingyue's words, she had a different understanding.

"Okay, I can answer, but you also promised to let me go, didn't you?" Yuhua asked again, worried.

"Don't talk nonsense, you must answer the questions I ask truthfully." Feng Lingyue skillfully avoided Yuhua's question and directly cut to the point.

"First, is my mother's death related to you?" Feng Lingyue looked into Yuhua's eyes and asked.

If I hadn't used hypnotism on Feng Qingya once today, I was afraid that using it again would consume a lot of energy, and the outside world was full of dangers, otherwise I wouldn't have to interrogate Yuhua like this again.

"Chu Die's death is none of my business." Yuhua quickly shook her head and said.But Feng Lingyue, who had been staring at her eyes, read the word "guilt" from the bottom of her eyes.

Feng Lingyue's "Oh?" dragged on for a long time, and this voice was like a reminder to Yuhua.

"But I asked Feng Qingya just now, and she said that Chu Die was killed by you." Feng Lingyue paused, and continued: "She also said that I am not Chu Die's own daughter."

Every time Feng Lingyue uttered a word, Yuhua's face turned paler.

"No..." Yuhua spit out these two words, but Feng Lingyue continued to speak before she could finish her sentence:

"Tell me, do I believe in you, or in your precious daughter?" Feng Lingyue squatted beside Feng Qingya, took out a dagger, and stroked gently across Feng Qingya's face, as if aiming at the bright and clean girl. The tendency to move around the neck.

(End of this chapter)