Feng Xingtong won two games in a row, and the way people around her looked at her changed.
The emperor looked at Feng Cang and asked casually, "Feng Aiqing, Xingtong seems to have no cultivation, how come he can attack faster than a monk?"
He was already suspicious.
After all, it was difficult for Feng Xingtong to carry a bucket of water in the past.
Feng Cang said without changing his expression: "After Xingtong was rescued by an expert, he got some advice from him."
"Oh? Did the master give him any treasure, such as an artifact?" The emperor touched his beard and stared into Feng Cang's eyes.
Feng Cang frowned and said, "Xing Tong never mentioned this matter. She probably just taught him some movement skills."
The emperor chuckled and didn't ask any more questions.
He was not interested in movement skills. Feng Xingtong was able to defeat Murong Lingyun because Murong Lingyun's cultivation level was too low. If it were higher, any movement skills would be useless.
Feng Cang had a relaxed expression on his face, bowed slightly to him, and walked quickly in the direction of Feng Xingtong.
"Xingxing, you are not injured, are you?"
Feng Xingtong shook her head, "No, Grandpa, I have something else to do. You should go back to the banquet first."
After Feng Cang left, she walked in the direction of Xiyao.
Seeing her coming, Xiyao immediately pretended to be shy and said softly: "As expected of brother Xingtong, Yaoyao admires you so much~"
Feng Xingtong shook the folding fan and hummed: "That's natural. Xiao Jinyan and Murong Lingyun are just trash. If Murong Lingyun hadn't used dirty tricks..."
She shut up at the right time, and then sighed: "Forget it, the past is past, Murong Lingyun has become a waste, does Yaoyao still want to marry him?"
Disgust flashed in Xiyao's eyes, "Of course not, my father will not let me marry a loser...Brother Xingtong, I didn't mean that!"
Realizing that she had said the wrong thing, Xiyao immediately wanted to pull Feng Xingtong's sleeves.
Feng Xingtong took a step back and said sadly, "It doesn't matter. Let's wait until Yaoyao breaks off the engagement."
Xiyao immediately said: "Don't worry, after the banquet, my father will immediately issue an order to cancel the engagement."
"Brother Xingtong, after the banquet is over, can you...not leave?"
Feng Xingtong looked around and asked in a low voice: "Yao Yao has something to do with me?"
"I, I want to have a heart-to-heart talk with you."
Xiyao looked coy. She didn't believe that Feng Xingtong, a loser, wouldn't agree.
Feng Xingtong: "Okay, but I can't let others find out that I'm meeting you."
Xiyao said quickly: "I will send my personal maid to pick you up. Just send the Marquis away first."
"Then I'll wait."
As soon as she turned around, Feng Xingtong's face turned cold, with undisguised disgust and disgust in her eyes.
This disgusting thing, Xiyao, might be playing some dirty trick when he invites her over at night!
If she doesn't want to take a strong dose of medicine, torture her.
The banquet was still going on, but no matter how beautiful the songs and dances were, they were no longer as festive as before. Everyone seemed to be overwhelmed by the food, and everyone was secretly looking at Feng Xingtong.
Soon the banquet was over and everyone went back to their homes.
Feng Xingtong said to Feng Cang: "Grandpa, please go back first. Xiyao has something to do with me. I'll go see what she is doing."
"No, you can't stay here by yourself." Feng Cang was worried.
Feng Xingtong looked towards the rockery in the dark, "Grandpa, look over there."
Feng Cang followed her gaze and saw Di Yeheng and Changkong standing there.
"Don't worry, Di Yeheng will protect me. Xiyao sent people to target me. I can't make it easy for her. I must teach her a lesson."
Feng Cang felt relieved and said, "Then you must follow Mr. Emperor closely and never get separated from him."
After Feng Xingtong left the main hall, she walked toward a corner alone. As expected, there was a maid waiting for her.
The maid led her to Xiyao's palace with all kinds of tricks.
"Your Majesty, the princess is waiting for you inside."
Feng Xingtong glanced back. Di Yeheng and Changkong used invisibility spells and followed her.
After entering the main hall, the palace maid closed the door, and the room was filled with sweet incense.
Feng Xingtong narrowed her eyes slightly, this fragrance was no ordinary fragrance.
It is the incense used by the women in the palace and the emperor to sleep in peace.
Xiyao wants to sleep with her!
So shameless!
There was no expression on Feng Xingtong's face as she walked slowly towards the back of the screen.
As soon as she walked around the screen, she saw Xiyao, who was wearing cool clothes, with her shoulders half exposed, leaning on the soft couch and taking a nap.
It's a pity that she has a veil on her face, which makes her a little less attractive.
"Meet the princess."
Xiyao quickly came to her senses. When she stood up, her coat slipped down and hung directly on the crook of her elbow. The fullness of her chest was hooked on her shoulders by two thin straps, ready to be released.
Feng Xingtong's eyes were obsessed and she stared at Xiyao very boldly.
Xiyao wanted this effect, so she immediately came over and took Feng Xingtong's arm, "Brother Xingtong, come here and do it."
After Feng Xingtong sat down, someone sat down next to her.
Di Yeheng and Xiyao sandwiched her in the middle.
Xiyao toasted Feng Xingtong. Feng Xingtong drank a glass and immediately started to pretend to be faint.
"No, no, no, I'm too drunk..."
"Can Yaoyao help you take off your clothes?" Xiyao immediately touched Feng Xingtong's belt and tried to pull it open.
Feng Xingtong hooked her chin through the veil, her eyes suddenly flashed red, "Xiyao, what is your purpose tonight?"
Xiyao replied blankly: "I accuse you of slandering me and threaten Marquis Pingyang to hand over the artifact."
Feng Xingtong chuckled, and another red light flashed in her eyes, "Remember, I have never been here tonight."
Xiyao's cultivation level is not as high as hers. She can use the soul-catching eye technique to easily change the recent memories in Xiyao's mind.
Feng Xingtong knocked Xiyao unconscious, dragged her and threw her on the bed.
"Is it over?" Di Yeheng said just now. He thought she would kill this woman.
Feng Xingtong looked at Changkong who was standing next to him and said, "Do me a favor and catch Xiao Jinyan and Murong Lingyun."
Both of them were seriously injured and were treated together in the side hall next to the Hall of Supreme Harmony.
She had originally thought about causing trouble tonight, but she didn't expect that Xiyao had arranged everything for her by accident.
Changkong Xiu wanted to get it, so he brought Xiao Jinyan and Murong Lingyun back alone in the side hall in full view of everyone.
Feng Xingtong looked at Murong Lingyun on the left of Xi Yao and Xiao Jinyan on the right. She touched her chin with satisfaction and said, "I have done a good deed. All three of you should be grateful to me."
She used her spiritual power to temporarily seal away the pain on Xiao Jinyan and Murong Lingyun's bodies, and also helped them prevent their wounds from worsening. Otherwise, these two people would not have the strength to move and would bleed to death.
After feeding all three of them a fatal Albizia Julibrissin Pill, their hearts suddenly felt much better.
"Hmph, I have been thinking about my master's artifact all day long, and you will never miss it again." Although she didn't know what the artifact Xiyao had been talking about was, she blindly guessed it was the Emperor Phoenix Divine Ring.
After all, apart from this thing, Pingyang Hou Mansion has no other artifacts.
She asked Changkong: "You knocked these two people unconscious. When will they wake up?"
"I'll wake them up now." Changkong's fingertips popped up two rays of spiritual power and landed on their necks. "They'll wake up in a while."
Feng Xingtong took out a picture stone, found the angle and pointed it at the bed.
Seeing her like this, Di Yeheng frowned and said, "Are you going to stay here and record it with the image stone?"
"Of course, with such a good opportunity, I have to record it, so that the Murong family and the Xiao family will not blame me for the death of these two people."
"No." Di Yeheng's face darkened, and he took her hand and disappeared.
A sentence was left in the room: "Changkong, you stay here to record."
The two disappeared, leaving only a room full of incense and a confused Chang Kong.
Changkong: "............"
Good guy, let him watch such an eye-catching three-person battle, the master is really going too far.
Woohoo, he's definitely going to get a needle eye!
Xiyao was woken up by someone touching her, and she felt something was licking her on her mouth.
But she was so horny that the moment she woke up, she was controlled by her body's desire.
She longs for men and wants to be intimate with them.
As it happened, two men were touching her.
Murong Lingyun's dantian was covered with blood scabs, and he kissed Xiyao with a red face. Xiao Jinyan on the other side was holding Xiyao's feet and rubbing them from time to time.
Changkong: "............"
He had turned his back to these three people, but the noise they made was so loud that it made him want to vomit.
............
The next day, bad news came from the palace.
Xiao Jinyan and Murong Lingyun died of injuries!
Murong Cheng slapped the table angrily, "It's all that shameless kid Feng Xingtong! I'm going to Pingyang Marquis Mansion to settle the score with him!"
In the Xiao family, Xiao Cuishan has assembled a team of people and is preparing to go directly to Pingyang Hou Mansion to fight.
Murong Cheng led his people straight to Pingyang Houfu, and met Xiao Cuishan halfway. Both of them had murderous looks on their faces.
"Murong Lingyun was actually sucked dry by Xiyao! Is it true?"
"Really! Not only him, Xiao Jinyan was also sucked dry! He was sucked all night long!"
"Oh my god! Xiyao and two men fighting for one night?!"
"And both men are dead! Xiyao is not dead!"
"It's so beautiful that it can harm people!"
When passing by an alley, two male voices came from inside. Their exaggerated and high-pitched voices directly attracted Xiao Cuishan's attention.
Xiao Cuishan, who had high cultivation and good ears, strode into the alley.
He grabbed the collars of the two of them menacingly and shouted in a deep voice: "Is what you just said true?"
These two people were none other than beggars dressed up by Feng Shiyi and Feng Twelve. Their faces were smeared with black dirt, and their original appearance could not be seen at all.
Feng Twelve pretended to be scared and begged for mercy: "Master Xiao, please spare your life! Everything we said is true!"
Feng Shiyi: "That's right! This is the news we got from the Blood Lord of the Immortal Pill Pavilion!"
"Blood Lord!" Of course Xiao Cuishan knew who the Blood Lord was. The Nirvana Rebirth Pill was refined by the Blood Lord.
That Blood Lord had a pair of rare blood pupils, his cultivation was unpredictable, and he was also a high-level alchemist.
Her origins are mysterious, and even the shopkeeper of the Immortal Pill Pavilion dare not offend her.
But why would the Blood Lord pay attention to things in the palace?
