Pastoral pamper: Cultivating the field, cultivating immortals, giving birth to cubs

Chapter 242 Yun Dan
The man raised his head in surprise, his cloudy eyes fixed on the mad woman in front of him, with an expression of disbelief.

"Feng'er..." Raised her hands tremblingly, trying to overlap her face with the gentle face in memory...

"Don't call me Feng'er! You are not worthy!" The woman opened her approaching hand in disgust and roared angrily.

"No, no, you are my Feng'er!" The man's sluggish face fell into mania, and he shook his head frantically, trying to caress the woman's familiar cheek.

"Your Feng'er died a long time ago! She died when you cruelly threw her away!" Feng Aomei couldn't take it anymore and told the truth!

If it weren't for the fact that he was the original body's father and could be used, Feng Aomei would never have revealed her life experience that made her feel ashamed.

The original body was an adulterer.

As for who her mother is, she didn't know from the beginning of her memory!
"No no, you are my Feng'er, please stop joking with daddy? Aren't you in front of daddy?"

"I said, your Feng'er is dead! You killed her!" Feng Aomei was aggressive.

"Father knows, you hate dad," the man on the ground cried, covering his face in pain, "but dad can't tell!"

"Can you forgive Dad, please!" The man's cloudy eyes flickered with hope, he knelt on the ground and rubbed against the woman's slender legs, begging.

But the woman kicked away the man under her feet in disgust, turned around and came to the residence of the suzerain of the main peak, and walked to the bamboo forest Buddhist hall...

No one expected that a secret room was built under the Buddhist hall, and the place of imprisonment was exactly what Ye Feng said was "Yun Dan, the patriarch of the Yunlan sect who was killed by Feng Aomei".

Feng Aomei came to the Buddha statue, twisted the eyeballs of the Buddha statue familiarly, and a step leading to the secret room appeared in front of her.

In the dark secret room, Yun Dan was dripping with blood, and his white inner garment was stained red with blood.There is only one breath left hanging there, neither alive nor dead.

"Oh, the mouth is still quite hard?" The woman knew that he hadn't said what she wanted by looking at him.

"Bah!" Yun Dan spat out a mouthful of blood and spat it onto the skirt of the woman's clothes.

The woman glanced at the skirt, pinched the man's cheek, and said with a sneer, "Oh? You don't know yet, do you? Heishang has already sent someone to kill your precious daughter..."

"Who the hell are you!" The man struggled to open his eyes wide, uttering a few words with difficulty.

Feng Aomei didn't miss the panic in his eyes, she said with a smile like a peach blossom in March: "It seems that you still have weaknesses, fortunately you saved her at the beginning, otherwise how could you threaten you?"

The woman sneered, blinded the executioner for a moment, let go of the rattan whip in her hand in a trance, and fell to the ground with a sudden sound.

The woman withdrew her smile and glanced over with a cold look.

The man swallowed, quickly picked up the whip on the ground, lowered his head, not daring to move.

Just when he thought he had escaped a catastrophe, his eyes suddenly widened.

The head was separated from the body, hit the ground, and rolled around a few times...

"Clean up, if there is such a person again, you don't have to show up."

"Yes!" The other man silently cleaned up the man's body, but was shocked by that sentence in his heart.

Yun Dan couldn't bear to close his eyes, but Feng Ao Mei forcefully opened them.

"Why bother?" Yun Dan looked at the bright, but somewhat familiar face in front of her.

"Heh, don't you think this is more interesting?" The woman chuckled lightly, as if the cruel person before was not herself.

(End of this chapter)