Prince Allure: Marry a Black-bellied Little Xianggong

Chapter 1167 [Hua Rong Chapter] Who is Feng Jianchou?

"Don't call me that anymore, it's been five years, and I don't remember that place for a long time." Feng Jianshou's voice was faintly mixed with a trace of hostility.

Huarong was taken aback in her heart, what young master, what sect master?
Who is he?

She suddenly remembered that since meeting Feng Jianchou, he has been alone, calling himself a prodigal son, and she has never thought about his origin.

But now it seems that it is by no means simple.

In a daze, the basket in her hand touched the window edge, "Who is it!" A man in black rushed out of the room and attacked her.

Huarong only took two steps back, Feng Jianchou had already stepped forward and stood in front of her.

"Don't stop!"

"Young master!" The two men in black looked at each other in surprise, looking into Huarong's eyes, with a sense of scrutiny.

"You guys leave immediately!" Feng Jianchou yelled angrily, looked back at Huarong, made sure she was fine, and then felt relieved.

"Young master, we must invite you back today!"

"What if I don't? Bind me back?"

That old guy treated him so well back then, and now he still wants him to go back. The relationship between their father and son had been severed five years ago, and he would never forgive him.

The men in black looked at each other again, clasped their fists together and said: "Then, we can only offend, we have obeyed the sect master's order."

"Wait a minute, who are you guys? Feng Jianchou, who are you?"

Seeing their hands-on action, Hua Rong finally couldn't help standing up and speaking loudly.

"Rongrong, I'll explain to you later."

Feng Jianchou said something, and without waiting for the two people to react, he shot first and attacked them.

This time he actually used all his strength, and within three moves, he knocked the two of them to the ground, in a state of embarrassment.

"Hurry up and get out, Zhuifengmen's martial arts are getting worse and worse."

The two gritted their teeth and quickly dodged, but it was not difficult to see that they were not reconciled, and they had the potential to come again.

Huarong frowned and didn't speak, just waiting for Feng Jianchou to speak.

He turned around, put away his usual carefree manner, sighed, and took two steps forward to embrace her in his arms.

"Chasing the Wind Gate, have you heard of it?"

(End of this chapter)