After evacuating the Hou Mansion, I fled famine with my pregnant belly

"What did you say?"

Feng Jiuyou asked with a smile, but everyone present could hear the indifference in her tone.

"Don't you go too far?"

Patriarch Luo withstood the pressure and yelled out that the salt field was really important to their Luo family.

If he dared to give it away, his father would definitely kill him. Without him, his father would have more than a dozen bastards.

It's not that there is no one who is more capable than him. He can sit on the position of Patriarch, but he only occupies a word of "di".

In the Luo family, there is no family affection to speak of, no conflict of interest, if you can pamper you, you will be pampered.

When you threaten the interests of the family, just let it go.

"Is this too much?"

Feng Jiuyou's lips curved into a sneer, and he raised his hand slightly.

"You, what do you want?"

Patriarch Luo looked at Feng Jiuyou in horror.

Feng Jiuyou didn't answer him, only to see her wrist trembling slightly, and in the next second, a silver needle was caught between Feng Jiuyou's fingers.

With just a sound of "噗嗤", all the silver needles sank into Patriarch Luo's body.

Patriarch Luo suddenly felt unbearable pain all over his body, his face quickly turned pale, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead one by one.

The body seemed to have lost its support and collapsed to the ground.

The body is like being eaten by thousands of insects and ants.

"Father."

Luo Hao, who was standing beside Patriarch Luo, roared, but he was controlled by Feng Jiuyou and couldn't move.

He had no choice but to look at Feng Jiuyou with sinister eyes:
"What did you do to my father? Let him go now."

"Hao'er, don't beg him, he won't compromise as a father."

Seeing that Patriarch Luo still had the strength to speak, Feng Jiuyou stretched out his hand and tapped Patriarch Luo twice.

"Ah! It hurts...it hurts!!"

In the next second, Patriarch Luo lay on the ground, howling in pain.

"Ah... let my father go quickly."

Seeing his father's painful and hideous look, Luo Hao yelled at Feng Jiuyou.

"Noisy!"

Feng Jiuyou was impatient with Luo Hao's noise, so he tapped his Ya acupoint directly.

"Ah... what did you do to Hao'er? Hao'er is my father's favorite grandson, why don't you let him go quickly?
If something happens to him, the Luo family will never let you go? "

Patriarch Luo's eyes gleamed with viciousness, and at this moment, he still didn't forget to speak harshly.

"Do you think I will be afraid? It seems that the punishment for you is too light, how about I abolish your martial arts?"

Feng Jiuyou said casually.

When Patriarch Luo heard this, a bone-piercing chill rose from his spine, his pupils shrank suddenly, a deep look of fear flashed in his eyes, and even the pain on his body seemed to be lessened.

His martial arts cannot be abolished. After he became the head of the family, he kept counting on those concubine children. If he was abolished, his lineage would really be over.

He would be worse off than dead.

"My Luo family agrees to your conditions."

The voice of the ancestor of the Luo family came from far and near to Feng Jiuyou's ears.

"Little girl, can you let my worthless son go first?"

The ancestor of the Luo family stood five steps away from Feng Jiuyou, stared at Feng Jiuyou for a moment, and then spoke.

He could tell at a glance that Feng Jiuyou and Hongye were disguised as men.

The patriarch of the Luo family discovered that the aura of internal energy gushing out of Feng Jiuyou was on par with him, and also saw that she could easily control warriors below the peak of the ninth rank.

Like a formation is not a formation, this is very strange, so he did not dare to act rashly, after thinking about it for a while, he found that he could only compromise, and he showed up.

Feng Jiuyou was not surprised to see the ancestor of the Luo family appear. She had already discovered the ancestor of the Luo family hiding in the dark.