Chapter 271

"Feng Qinyan, let go of my daughter." Feng Tingyu's father, Feng Wenyao, approached the two of them, attacking Feng Qinyan with a sense of coercion.

"Tingyu!" Xu looked at the penetrating wound on Feng Tingyu's neck, crying with tears streaming down his face.

"Mother—" Feng Tingyu's face was pale, looking at Xu and her father hopelessly.

"Feng Qinyan, why don't you quickly remove the fan in your hand?" Feng Wenyao put pressure on Feng Qinyan again.

In the air, Emperor Youming stared at Feng Wenyao who released the coercion of profound energy, the dormant aura around him became colder and more impulsive to strike.

At this time, Feng Qinyan raised her eyebrows, moved the Liuhua fan in her hand, and glanced coldly at Feng Wenyao with a ferocious face.

"You are meddling, I will let Feng Tingyu's head fall to the ground immediately." Feng Qinyan's voice was flat, her quiet and beautiful eyes fell on Feng Wenyao without emotion.

"You..." Feng Wenyao glared at Feng Qinyan.

Feng Qinyan once again unscrupulously moved the Liuhua fan that was dripping with blood.

"Quickly let Tingyu go." Feng Wenyao immediately withdrew his coercion and roared at Feng Qinyan.

Feng Qinyan slightly hooked the corners of her lips, and remained calm.

Her evil and indifferent appearance made the people present in Zhen Guogong's mansion tremble with fear.

Everyone didn't know that that indifferent figure turned out to be so bloodthirsty and ruthless.

"Feng Qinyan, let Tingyu go, we admit defeat in this competition." Xu looked at Feng Tingyu's bleeding wound with fear and worry, and stopped Feng Qinyan with a trembling voice.

"Admit defeat? Are you admitting it's too late?" Feng Qinyan fanned her eyelashes and looked at the nervous Xu Shi, then turned to the trembling Feng Tingyu.

"You don't want the jade pendant in my hand now?" The clear voice made people shudder.

Feng Tingyu raised his head, pale and shook his head towards Feng Qinyan.

She looked miserable.

She was really afraid of her, and she deeply felt the fear of passing by the god of death.

Feng Qinyan's clear and beautiful eyes reflected the penetrating wound on Feng Tingyu's neck, without any waves.

Looking at Feng Qinyan at this moment, the Pu couple finally realized that what their father said was right, not everyone can get close to her like relatives.

They did it, but they didn't know how to cherish it.

He even turned against her directly - but she didn't get angry.

The Pu couple felt more and more uncomfortable.

"Yu, Pei, I, no, I want it—" Feng Tingyu's lips were like white paper like Feng Qinyan's trembling mouth.

Feng Qinyan slightly hooked the corners of her lips, and looked at her and Xu Shi.

"You two have come to trouble me over and over again, isn't it just for this jade pendant?"

With Xu's terrified expression, his eyes wandered away with guilt for a moment.

Feng Qinyan lifted Feng Tingyu's chin lightly with the Liuhua fan dripping with blood in her hand.

"Are you going to give up so soon?"

As the words fell, Feng Qinyan's eyelashes half drooped, and her deep and cold eyes fell on Feng Tingyu's terrified face.

"Grandfather, save Tingyu—" Feng Tingyu kept shaking, and glanced at Duke Feng's direction. She knew that there was only one person who could stop the cold-blooded and ruthless person in front of her.

Xu and Feng Wenyao stood aside and looked at their terrified daughter, not daring to provoke Feng Qinyan, and turned to look in the direction of Feng Guogong, with eager faces.

Feng Guogong stood on the steps in an elderly figure, looked at his son and daughter-in-law, his eyes were full of disappointment.

Steward Zhong also followed him to look at the two of them.

"Girl, Ting Yu received the punishment she deserved in the palace last time, please let her go this time." Feng Guogong looked at Feng Qinyan who was facing them, and said in a deep and condescending voice.

(End of this chapter)

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