Xingyue Continent, Feng Family.

Above the main hall, there is a gold and jade frame with the word "longevity" written by the emperor himself. The gray-haired Feng Lingyun, wearing a black official robe embroidered with unicorns, was sitting upright. Ministers kept coming and going to give gifts, all of which were received by servants on the side.

The family of generals who helped Yun King Murong Hao ascend to the throne. As the largest general house in Yun Kingdom, the Feng family has an unshakable status. On every birthday of Feng Lingyun, the head of the Feng family, Yun King Murong Hao will definitely get up and come to congratulate him, and today is no exception.

The scenery in the front yard is in sharp contrast to the scenery in the backyard. More than ten feet of red damask is messy, and vegetables and fruits are scattered all over the floor. The black-gold figure sitting in the wheelchair looked indifferently at the people in front of him. The sharp dagger was close to his neck, and a trace of bright red blood dripped along the edge of the knife.

The weather in the twelfth lunar month was extremely cold. The big man holding the dagger was shirtless and smelled of alcohol. He pressed the wheelchair with one hand and shouted with a ferocious face: "Don't come here, Prince Cen is in my hand!"

"You, you are crazy, let go of His Highness Prince Cen!" The expressions of the guards standing with swords changed drastically. Even though they had experienced strong winds and waves, they could not help but tense up at this moment and did not dare to act rashly.

There was even more commotion in the crowd, but no one dared to step forward. Immediately afterwards, the fat figure was pushed out, and the fat body was knocked out like a puddle of mud.

"Oh my god, isn't that that idiot Feng Qingge? What is she going to do!"

"We can't anger him now. Otherwise, the prince's safety will be in danger. Let that fool come back!"

"If we hadn't been careless, this situation would not have happened to His Highness King Cen! Don't anger him first, and protect King Cen's safety!"

Who is calling my name......

It hurts, my whole body feels like it has been run over by a truck, and it hurts endlessly. She struggled to open her eyes and felt the dazzling light.

The newly rising sun dyed half of the sky red. Under the golden sunshine, the elegant man sat quietly in a wheelchair. His black hair was like ink, dancing in the wind, and his thick and long eyelashes were lightly closed, as if he had glanced accidentally. , Facing Feng Qingge’s confused eyes, a strange light flashed in his eyes as quiet as a pool of water.

Feng Qingge was even more stunned. She had never seen such a handsome man before. He was like a fairy in a painting, elegant and silent. It was just the shirtless man next to him that ruined this beautiful scene. She just stood in front of them, like a monkey in the zoo, being watched by countless eyes.

"Where is this? Why am I here?" Feng Qingge's whole body trembled, and she pressed her temple with one hand.

Looking doubtfully at the two people in ancient costumes in front of him and the ancient buildings around him, Feng Qingge couldn't help but frown and asked, "Are you filming a TV series?"

"Shut up and don't move!" Wang Ming did not expect that someone would rush out. Under excessive tension, he lowered his left hand and dropped his strong arm in the direction of Feng Qingge.

"Only you?" A cold light suddenly appeared in her black eyes. Feng Qingge took a step back with one foot and assumed a fighting posture. As a top international agent, she had not yet taken this guy seriously. Her hands were like the wind, and she struck out quickly, reaching out to grab the big man's arm. However, her slow movements made her face darken, and before she could grab the opponent's wrist, Wang Ming punched her in the forehead.

The golden light in front of her eyes flickered, and bright red blood fell down from the top of her head, dyeing her eyes red. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly. The memories flooding out of her head gave Feng Qingge a splitting headache. The messy information gets into the back of her mind.

Feng Qingge, twenty years old, the eldest lady of the Feng Mansion of the Yun Kingdom in the Star-Moon Continent, He is born weak and unable to cultivate star power. He is simple-minded and often bullied by outsiders. And because she was fat and ugly and had a haircut for seven years, no one came to propose marriage. He has been demented since he was a child, but he has a crush on the prince Murong Chu.

Today is the sixtieth birthday of the head of the Feng family. King Cen went to congratulate the Feng family first, but he did not expect that Wang Ming pretended to be a servant and took the disabled King Cen hostage. This Wang Ming was completely a rough and reckless man. Although he had no star power, his brute force was unstoppable. The guards around him were afraid that this boy would rather break the jade than to make the whole thing intact and hurt King Cen, so they did not dare to step forward to take action.

She was in the crowd but was pushed out by a pair of hands behind her, which led to the current situation.

No, no! She wants to go back, back to Earth!

That cold bullet penetrated her heart mercilessly, and she was thrown into the cold sea water. She now occupies someone else's body and has a different soul. In reality, she is dead and can not return.

"Hongzhe... I'm dead, but I'm still alive..." I don't know how to describe her current mood. She had no intention of staying alive for this mission. She thought she could go see the one she once loved. people, but came to this inexplicable world strangely.

She has no desire to live, and her black eyes are dyed with a layer of humour. So what if she is kidnapped? No one in Feng Mansion wants her to live. They only care about the life and death of Prince Cen, and for a waste like her, what does death or immortality have to do with it?

"Ahem..." A low cough came out, and Mu Cangyun, who was sitting in the wheelchair, turned even paler. His eyes were slightly closed, and a sly look flashed across his face, as if he knew that Feng Qing Ge was as expected, and said with a faint smile: "It's ridiculous, a person like me is still alive."

Ridiculous?

The information in her mind automatically emerged, and Feng Qingge couldn't help but be stunned.

Mu Cangyun, the majestic God of War of the Yun Kingdom, joined the army at the age of five and fought on the battlefield for sixteen years. He made great military exploits for the Yun Kingdom. However, two years ago, when he was practising martial arts, he went crazy and lost his legs, becoming a disabled person.

From a high-ranking war god who protected the country, he was reduced to such a useless person. His muscles and veins were completely destroyed, he was inferior to ordinary people, and he was unable to resist even being kidnapped. How much shame was this for him?

However, under such circumstances, he was still able to be so calm and calm, smiling and telling her that he was still alive. She has arms and legs, but her body is weak, so what reason is there not to live well?

At least, she didn't want to see such a handsome prince die in the hands of an unknown person!

The light in the black eyes flickered, and Feng Qingge looked around firmly. In addition to the people around here, there were also hidden guards hiding on the eaves. As long as Wang Ming relaxed, he would definitely be defeated in an instant.

However, Wang Ming, who held Mu Cangyun hostage, still had some tricks.

The dagger he used was less lethal, but he used Mu Cangyun as his trump card, creating a blind spot where he couldn't attack. If he wanted to wait for him to reveal his flaws, he might as well look for opportunities himself and turn against the enemy.

Eyes slightly closed, Feng Qingge said calmly: "Are you hungry?"

"What?"

After the alcohol had worn off, Wang Ming was wearing thin clothes and hadn't eaten anything when he got up in the morning. When Feng Qingge asked him if he were really hungry.

"If I were you, I would find a warmer small room instead of waiting outside for them to find your flaws and give you a fatal blow." Feng Qingge chuckled, raised his finger casually, and clicked opposite the kitchen.

"What kind of crooked idea does this fool have?"

"It's nothing to talk about. If we go into the room alone, how can we rescue His Highness Prince Cen!"

"Damn it, whoever has a knife, I'll kill this damn fat guy first!"

The guards hidden in the crowd were going crazy. They were in a stalemate for more than half an hour and finally managed to catch Wang Ming's flaw. Unexpectedly, he was disrupted by Feng Qingge.

His eyes lit up, Wang Ming saw the ingredients prepared in the kitchen, and quickly dragged Mu Cangyun's wheelchair in front of him, and whispered: "If I know you are playing, I will twist Your neck off. Get out of the way!"

The people surrounding him did not dare to move forward at all, and he could only slowly retreat as Wang Ming advanced.

The distance of dozens steps was walked extremely slowly, and Feng Qingge was even more careful, but an accident was inevitable. The kitchen was close at hand, but she was stuck between the two doors. Her fat body was trembling. She turned around with difficulty. She smiled awkwardly and said: "Uh-huh, can you help me? I seem to be stuck...."

What does it mean? It's obviously stuck tightly without leaving any gaps!

"Get in!" He almost didn't say it in one breath. Wang Ming was even more anxious. He was afraid that Feng Qingge was cheating, so he kicked Feng Qingge's plump butt. He was lame on his right foot and holding the wheelchair with one hand. He was thrown in together with Mu Cangyun.

He closed the door with a "bump" and leaned against the door and panted heavily. He glanced at Feng Qingge and Mu Cangyun like a jackal.

The hairs all over her body almost stood up. Feng Qingge had already prepared for it. Once Wang Ming did something wrong, she would control him as soon as possible. Even if they died together, she would still protect Cen Wang Mu Cangyun in front of her.

However, the person on the other side seemed to be overly hungry. After taking a breath, Wang Ming rushed to the stove as quickly as possible. Looking at the delicacies that had not yet been served, he reached out to grab them and feed them to his mouth.

"No, come on, take a bite first." Wang Ming was too vigilant and did not dare to try it easily. Although he knew it was food on the table, someone might have poisoned the food in the chaos just now. If he ate it, wouldn't he die a cowardly death?

Glancing at the big fish and meat, Feng Qingge picked up the chopsticks and said calmly said: "Don't worry, it's not poisonous."

As she said that, she picked up a piece of fish and fed it to her mouth.

The weird taste reverberated in her mouth. It was clearly just a plate of steamed fish, but she tasted various flavours of sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy.

"Wow!" He spat out the fish meat. Feng Qingge quickly wiped his mouth and complained subconsciously:

"What a piece of shit, who made it? Is it edible? Steamed fish is mainly light and delicious. Why are there so many condiments in it? It’s not like the big stew in the Northeast, where you put everything in it, bah bah bah..."

Feeling the two cold eyes behind her, Feng Qingge tensed up and smiled quickly: "It's okay, I can't get used to the food here. Look, it's not poisonous. If it was poisonous, could I still be so energetic?"

"Huh, let's go, the things in the rich families are different. These things are worth how much food we have." He was really hungry, and Wang Ming couldn't bear that much. He grabbed the things on the plate and stuffed into his mouth.

It's not that Feng Qingge dislikes these things, but as a chef, she can't stand the people who make these things. This is simply an insult to the ingredients!

On the other hand, Mu Cangyun looked at Feng Qingge in surprise. He had heard for a long time that the eldest daughter of the Feng family was born ugly and fat, with an IQ equivalent to that of a seven-year-old child. Now, it seems that this is not in line with the rumours. With this strategy alone, no one can match it.

Wiping the corners of his mouth, Feng Qingge lowered his head and looked at each other. A strange light flashed in his star-like eyes, and he still sat there calmly. But the more this happened, the more Feng Qingge felt something was wrong.

Even if a prince who has been on the battlefield is facing a life-threatening situation, even if there is no expression on his face, some of his subtle movements can betray him. However, Mu Cangyun was too calm and abnormally calm.

Banging the wheelchair with one hand habitually, Mu Cangyun raised his head slightly, leaned on the wheelchair, and said softly: "Just avoid the truth and attack the enemy unprepared"

What?

The simple eight words fell in Feng Qingge's ears, and her heart couldn't help but tremble. Mu Cangyun was actually reminding her to attack Wang Ming's weaknesses, but now she... is wrong!

Thinking of what had just happened and Wang Ming's panic, did Mu Cangyun want her to disturb Wang Ming's mind?

"Dai Jiu, Zu Ba." The incomprehensible words were dropped, and Mu Cangyun closed his eyes to rest, ignoring her at all.

Feng Qingge was immediately embarrassed. She really didn't know what Mu Cangyun was going to say. What is the meaning of this one-footed, eight-footed one? Is it a homophonic metaphor? Or is it that Mu Cangyun has another secret name?

His eyes fell on Wang Ming, Feng Qingge felt as if he was struck by lightning, his whole body trembled, wearing nine feet and eight, this is not a homophony at all, but Hetu Luoshu, wearing nine shoes, six and eight are feet, nine palace grid For divergent thinking, eight is the right foot. Combine it with the previous sentence to avoid it.

"I understand!" Feng Qingge's pupils suddenly tightened, and she understood. Mu Cangyun was reminding her that Wang Ming's weakness was his right foot.

The sound was too loud. Wang Ming, who was devouring his food, immediately became alert. He reached out and grabbed the rope on the side and threw it towards Feng Qingge. He said angrily: "Why are you making such a noise? Tie him up."

"He is like this now. Even if he is not tied up, it will be okay." Shrugging his shoulders, Feng Qingge took two steps forward to get closer to Wang Ming.

Looking outside nervously, Wang Ming snorted: "Hurry up, tie it up!"

"It's useless to tie me up." The fingers tapping on the wheelchair suddenly stopped. Mu Cangyun opened his eyes slightly and said softly: "If you hurt me, you can not leave."

"Feng Qingge, She is just an unpopular young lady in Feng Mansion. You can tie her up or do however you want. What's more, this is Feng Mansion. You can have whatever you want. "

"..." The corners of her mouth twitched fiercely. Feng Qingge really wanted to pull out a shoehorn and stuff it into Mu Cangyun's mouth. Unfortunately, she was still thinking about how to rescue him, but Mu Cangyun changed her hands. Just sent her out directly.

His eyes lit up, and Wang Ming was a little hesitant. The value of kidnapping Mu Cangyun was indeed very high, but it couldn't really hurt the prince, but the fat man...

Facing Wang Ming's sinister smile, Feng Qingge's whole body tensed up. The tall figure walked towards her, but his right foot was lame. He walked like a penguin, swaying from side to side.

It's Chance!

Surprise them and attack them unprepared, choose their weak points, and kill them with one blow!

This is the opportunity created by Mu Cangyun for her. If he is really kidnapped, how can he do it even if there is a chance? But the opportunity is completely different from her! Whether the two of them can get out alive depends on this once.

Just as Wang Ming approached, her body suddenly dwarfed, and her whole body was like a ball popping up, hitting Wang Ming's chin hard. Before Wang Ming could react, she had already kicked him out. He kicked Wang Ming's right foot hard.

"Ah!" Under the severe pain, Wang Ming's eyes widened even more. He waved his hand suddenly, and the dagger in his hand brought out a cold light. He glared at King Cen with bloodshot eyes, and he roared: "You actually You're cheating! Even if I die, I will hold you on my back!"

"It's over, I'm not strong enough, Mu Cangyun, get out of the way!" Feng Qingge almost spurted out a mouthful of blood. He stepped out suddenly and kicked out the burning wood on the ground.

"Be careful." Mu Cangyun, who had no ability to attack, could only rock the wheelchair and back away, frowning, tapping the wheelchair subconsciously with his long fingers, staring at the person who had deviated from his trajectory.

"Bump!" Wang Ming stepped back suddenly and was hit in the arm by the piece of wood. His bloodshot eyes stared at Feng Qingge's fat body, angrily.

He shouted: "I'll kill you first!"

"Hmph, let's try it!" The plump body suddenly jumped forward. Feng Qingge swept his feet, and the piled wood flew out.

Before Wang Ming could react, she hugged the pillar with both hands, her whole body's focus sank, and she kicked out with a volley. However, she ignored her current weight. Under this support, her hands were not strong enough to hold the pillar, and her fat flesh hit the ground hard.

The corner of Feng Qingge's mouth twitched fiercely again, and she cursed secretly. Seeing that the shining dagger was about to cut off, she quickly reached out to grab the wooden pillar, and kicked the ground with her legs. His body rolled to the corner funny.

Wang Ming slashed the air with his sword, and the anger in his heart rose even more. His agile body sprang out, and the dagger in his hand turned into a stab at Feng Qingge.

"Zi!" A bright red mouth appeared, and Feng Qingge's face turned extremely ugly. She had just been reborn in this body and was still not feeling well.

With her body, the target was too big for her to dodge, so she was stabbed by the machete. She rolled on the ground in a panic, her messy hair stuck together with sweat, just like a beggar outside.

If she continues to be passive, she may never have the chance to attack. This body's physical strength is too weak. It's just these two rounds and it can't stand it anymore. It can't be fought for a long time!

Feng Qingge took a deep breath of cold air. The moment Wang Ming dropped the knife again, her eyes completely changed. The hands behind her back suddenly grabbed hold, and she scattered the dust in her hands towards Wang Ming's eyes.

"What the hell!" Wang Ming quickly wiped his eyes and stepped back.

It's just that Feng Qingge was not willing to give him this chance. The moment Wang Ming stepped back, that fat body rushed forward, grabbed Wang Ming's wrist with both hands like lightning, and directly removed his right wrist.

"Bang!" The dagger fell to the ground. Feng Qingge quickly kicked the dagger away. There was no weapon that could threaten her life. She couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Just when she was about to continue the next round of attacks, it was like an eagle's claw. As hard fingers clasped her neck.

"Boom!" The back of her head hit the wall, and Feng Qingge felt dizzy for a while. The feeling of suffocation caused her face to change drastically, and she subconsciously reached out to grab Wang Ming's wrist.

"Looking for death!" His right hand was dislocated. Wang Ming grabbed Feng Qingge with his left hand, stretched out his hand to squeeze her neck, and slammed her against the wall.

The entire wall was trembling, and the two hundred kilograms of weight was not light. The impact felt like an earthquake.

After several blows, Feng Qingge felt that her head was about to explored. Wang Ming suddenly let go of her hand, and she suddenly fell to the ground. She looked at the burly body walking towards Prince Cen. Feng Qingge's head is now unclear.

"No, Prince Cen Mu Cangyun cannot die!"

"Drink!" If he had the power of lightning, Wang Ming would have been killed immediately, but now, the two hundred kilogram body rose into the air and was hit hard like a rubber ball.

Wang Ming never expected that Feng Qingge could actually stand up. Two hundred kilograms of weight fell on his head. He only heard a "click" and his backbone was crushed alive.

"With a weight of two hundred kilograms, I can't beat you. I will always crush you to death!"

"If I can't suppress you, I will beat you to death..."

"go to hell!"

Before Wang Ming could react, Feng Qingge landed on Wang Ming's body and punched Wang Ming hard on the head. The head is the most vulnerable part of a human being. Even practicing star power cannot change the fact that the body is fragile. She has been living in a dark group since she was a child.

She is even more aware of his Achilles heel.

This punch had just the right amount of force. It wouldn't kill Wang Ming, but it could knock him out directly.

Blood was flowing from the wounds all over her body. After such a fight, Feng Qingge was already exhausted, and her chest seemed to burst. She sat on the ground and gasped.

As before, Mu Cangyun's expression never changed. Even when he saw Feng Qingge knocking Wang Ming unconscious, he just closed his eyes slightly and suddenly stopped tapping his fingers.

After exhaling a breath of cold air, Feng Qingge looked down at her swollen hands, took a deep breath, stood up forcefully, and said in a trembling voice: "It's okay, how are you?"

"What will happen to me? Here" Reaching out and taking out a bottle of ointment from his clothes, Mu Cangyun said calmly: "Clean it and apply it on the wound. It will heal in three days."

The wind rises and starts. The man in the wheelchair is as gentle as the wind, elegant and calm.

However, although he does not have the heroic figure of the past, his morbid appearance has a different flavor. His eyebrows are like swords, his eyes are like stars, and his perfect appearance is enough to make everyone in the world fall in love. Even his speaking voice is extremely sexy, whispering softly, just like the March spring breeze on a willow tree.

"Thank you." After taking the medicine bottle, Feng Qingge quickly calmed down. She is not allowed to have unnecessary thoughts. After the danger is over, rescue often arrives.

After confirming that there was no sound of fighting, the guards outside kicked the door open and rushed in.

As if she had gotten a hot taro, Feng Qingge quickly clenched the medicine bottle in her hand and hid it in her sleeve.

"Your Highness, are you okay?"

The expressions of the guards improved. They glanced at Feng Qingge, who was standing shivering, and then the leader said, "His Highness is frightened. Someone, please take His Highness to freshen up." Catch this thief and put him in prison, awaiting punishment!"

"Why are you still standing there? Clean up the backyard quickly. Miss, you go to freshen up. the emperor will be here soon."

Seeing that everyone was still, the leading guard frowned and continued. The meaning of this was quite simple. Feng Qingge could not be allowed to discredit the Feng family.

Squeezing the medicine bottle in her hand, Feng Qingge turned to look at the people behind her, but Mu Cangyun was surrounded by the crowd. She saw many back figures at this glance, but she could not see him.

"Feng Qingge..." The corners of his mouth raised slightly, Mu Cangyun glanced at the leaving person indifferently, a bright light flashed in his wise eyes, he raised his hand slightly and said: "Everyone can go now and just pretend this never happened.”