Money-making son, black-bellied mother

"Beiming Hongsheng, you wait, the old man will come back to take revenge!" The second master roared almost collapsed, his voice resounded through the world, "Go!" He struggled to get up while he was standing up, but he still didn't forget to turn his head and slam He glared at Shen Feiyang.

"Mother, are you sure you want to let them go?"

"Yeah! Keep them and play slowly later." Shen Feiyang narrowed his eyes slightly, these people are just clowns, there must be a bigger mastermind behind them.

Shen Xiaobai's big black eyes rolled, knowing that her mother had other plans, "Mother, I'll go and deal with that young eagle." Said Shen Xiaobai quickly ran to the young eagle.

Seeing the burnt young eagle that was scorched outside and tender inside, Shen Xiaobai's heart ached slightly. He wondered how Maomao was doing, did that damned man give him food, his family Maomao loves meat the most.

"Cousin, you are amazing!" Beiming Qinglian looked at Feiyang with incomparable admiration.

Feiyang smiled at her, "Go in, we have to make arrangements later, I'm afraid big troubles will come soon. By the way, uncle and cousin, are they no longer there?" Feiyang knew that they were practicing in seclusion, but he still asked Well, things about Furutake can be leaked, but things about clairvoyant eyes must never be said.

At this time, Steward Fu came over immediately, "Miss, Miss Biao, I will inform the master and young master right away." As he said that, Steward Fu ran happily inside.

Although he knew that what happened today would definitely cause trouble, but seeing that Miss Biao was actually a master of Wu Zun, his heart was relieved a lot.

On weekdays, the people on the side of the second master and the third master ride on their heads and shit.

Since the old man was poisoned and retreated three months ago, these people have been finding fault and trying to take the position of the patriarch. Today, Miss Biao can be regarded as a sigh of relief for them.

Shen Xiaobai went to deal with the roasted baby eagle, and Feiyang and Beiming Qinglian returned to the three-story building again.

Old man Beiming's heart had already flown out, he was really worried that Feiyang and Qinglian would suffer in a fight.

"Grandpa, we are back." Qinglian quickly reported.

The old man looked at Feiyang, "Is the girl hurt?"

The corners of Feiyang's mouth slightly twitched, "Grandpa, don't worry, Feiyang is fine!"

"Grandpa, you didn't see that my cousin is actually a master of Wu Zun." Qing Lian explained the situation outside.

Mr. Beiming's brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes were clouded with water, "My child, you have suffered!" To reach this level, the suffering is probably beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"Grandpa, don't always live in the past. We have to look at the future. If you trust me, Grandpa, I promise that the Beiming family will never be looked down upon or bullied by anyone."

"Okay! Grandpa believes in you."

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside.

"It's dad and elder brother!" Just as Beiming Qinglian finished speaking, when the curtain was lifted, two people walked in from the outside.The man in the lead looked like he was in his forties, tall, with handsome features, exuding a sense of righteousness all over his body.

Behind him was a man, 23 years old, with exquisite facial features, a tall nose, thin lips, a handsome face, and impeccable contours, especially those pair of phoenix eyes with a touch of indifference. His indifference is completely different from that of Long Xiche.With a touch of contemplation.

Fei Yang's eyes flickered slightly, there were so many handsome men in ancient times, and each had his own merits.

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