Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 614: The wife-protecting maniac said, so what?

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"A guest came from afar, why did he stop outside the door? Is it because I didn't entertain him well?" This voice was well-spoken, and if ordinary people heard it, they would feel like a Confucian, and there was no harm in it. But in the ears of Feng Yuheng and the others, they could hear a very strong aura of hostility.

However, she was not afraid. Feng Yuheng never thought that there was an ancient person who could really hurt her. The worst she could do was hide in space and be at ease. Once there was a chance to take action, she could just shoot him in the head and be done with it. She was just very curious, what kind of person was the King of Qianzhou?

Ban took a step forward, stopped her, and said in a deep voice: "I'll go up and take a look first."

Feng Yuheng did not agree, "We can't be looked down upon by others. Ban, you should believe me."

Ban Zou didn't say anything more, not because he believed it, but because he knew that no one could change what this woman decided, not even His Highness Ninth Prince, let alone him.

Feng Yuheng stepped into the Phoenix Pavilion, climbed a circle of stairs, and finally stopped at the top floor. Ban Zou and King Lian followed behind. King Lian said as he went upstairs: "Phoenix Pavilion never allows outsiders to go up. This is my first time."

Ban Zou snorted coldly, "You have to be careful, don't get caught in the trap again." He spoke with a relaxed tone, but Ban Zou was extremely cautious, looking around with his eyes, for fear Meaning happens.

Phoenix Pavilion is not big, and the middle of the fourth floor is only the size of a normal hall. At this moment, a man in imperial robes is sitting on a chair, serving a dish of good tea with his own hands. The fragrance of tea is overflowing, which is very pleasant.

Feng Yuheng looked at him and felt that if this man were walking on the street, people who saw him would only think that he was a gentleman teaching in an academy, or a student preparing to go to Beijing to take the exam. Will be associated with the king of a country. Especially the king of Qianzhou!

It is rumored that the king of Qianzhou was tyrannical, irritable, vicious and cruel, and would do anything to the extreme. He was cruel to others, refused to recognize his relatives, and even the state affairs of Qian Zhou had nothing to do with Rou Rou. Under the tyranny, the people complained endlessly.

But such a person has such a face, Feng Yuheng thought, as expected, people cannot be judged by their appearance.

"It is said that the tea from the cold land is not as good as the tea from the south of the Yangtze River. A few years ago, I also got a few kilograms of good tea from the south of the Yangtze River, but when I drank it, it didn't taste as good as the tea from this cold land." Feng Zhao After Yu finished speaking, she raised a cup of tea and handed it to Feng Yuheng, "Princess, have a try."

Feng Yuheng said nothing, but Ban Zai said: "My master is not thirsty."

Unexpectedly, Feng Zhaoyu shook his head, glanced at Ban Zou very unhappily, and said, "Noisy." Then he waved his sleeves, and a burst of internal energy suddenly came out, and he was alive. Ban Qiao was so shocked that he took a few steps back, all the way to the stairs.

Feng Yuheng's pupils moved slightly, Ban Zai was also shocked, but King Lian was not too surprised. His cousin's martial arts skills were extremely high, and he knew this.

Ban Zou couldn't swallow this breath. He stood up straight and was about to rush up. However, Feng Yuheng raised his hand and stopped his thoughts.

"My princess is indeed not thirsty." She repeated Ban Zuo's words again, and then looked at the Qianzhou King with a smile, "One wave can make people in the distance step back step by step. If you practice Qi for another ten or eight years, you will be able to catch up with our Ninth Highness. Haha!" She laughed again, "It's just that His Ninth Highness will not wait for you where you are. Ten years later, you still have to chase after you."

The King of Qianzhou was not angry, and just said: "I have long heard that Princess Ji'an of Dashun is very sharp-tongued and quarrels with women. I am willing to lose." He took back the tea in his hand and raised his head. He drank it himself, and then said: "Princess Ji'an, believe it or not, if I had the intention to kill him, the blow just now would be enough to knock your secret guard out of the Phoenix Pavilion."

"Xin." Feng Yuheng nodded, "The king of a country has a secret guard, how promising he is."

"Hahahaha!" King Qianzhou finally put down the tea cup and looked at her seriously, "Woman, it's useless to talk. If I mean it, you will be blown away from the Phoenix Pavilion with a wave of my hand."

Feng Yuheng blinked, "So what? You can't kill me. On the contrary, if I raise my hand, you will be killed instantly."

As soon as he said these words, a cold light flashed in Feng Zhaoyu's eyes. The hands that brushed Ban Zao away seemed to want to lift them up to try, but they still didn't dare.

A few months ago, he heard that Duanmu Cong, the eldest son of Duanmu Anguo, was standing on the city tower fine, but suddenly he was seriously injured between the eyebrows by an unknown hidden weapon and killed with one blow. Afterwards, it was found out that Princess Naji'an had done it, and the other party sent Duanmu Cong's body back. Duanmu Anguo asked Qian Zhou's widow to check, but they still couldn't find out what kind of hidden weapon it was.

Feng Zhaoyu felt that he could not take this risk.

"Do you dare to compete with me?" He asked Feng Yuheng: "No weapons, no hidden weapons, just fists and kicks." After saying that, he glanced at King Lotus behind him again, "This is me My cousin knows that I never compare myself to others easily. Princess Ji'an, this is your honor."

Lian Wang let out a "cut" sound, "It's such an honor! A big man bullies a little girl, why doesn't he use weapons or concealed weapons? They don't know that I don't know? You have been practicing internal strength since you were a child, and internal strength is what you are. The strongest means, weapons, hidden weapons, etc., you don’t know how to do it at all.”

"Oh?" Feng Yuheng laughed again, "It turns out that King Qianzhou had this idea. I didn't expect that a majestic king of a country would be so shameless."

Feng Zhaoyu didn't notice anything, just nodded and said: "Yes, I do major in internal strength, but Princess Ji'an is not an ordinary girl. She can lift Houyi's bow of Dashun. , said that she has no internal power at all, but no one believes it. How about this, I suppress half of the internal power to compete with her? If you win, Qianzhou is yours; if you lose, go back to Dashun."

Feng Yuheng simply heard the funniest joke in the world. She smiled and looked at King Lian, "The way you two brothers talk is really similar, but..." her eyes turned to Qianzhou again. The monarch said, "It's just that you are not qualified to negotiate such terms with this princess. Even if I lose, there are thousands of Dashun elite soldiers outside. How many people can you win with your own strength?"

Ban Zou also sneered: "I don't know what is good or bad."

Feng Zhaoyu sighed bitterly, "That's all, if His Highness the Ninth Prince of Dashun and tens of thousands of elite soldiers don't even care about the life and death of the princess, there is nothing I can do." He stood up and stood opposite Feng Yuheng, "Princess, are you right?"

Feng Yu Heng nodded, "That's right. Then let's do it according to the king's wishes. Since entering Qianzhou, I was holding back my energy and wanted to have a good fight, but I didn't expect the result. I didn't expect it. , Qian Zhou doesn’t need to fight at all, he just picks it up all the way, this princess’s muscles and bones haven’t moved in a long time.”

She smiled and asked Lian Wang and Ban to move back and then listen to the Qian Zhou monarch say: "Okay, a gentleman's word, a whip of the horse. I use half of my internal strength to learn Princess Ji'an's extraordinary skills , the princess invites you first."

Feng Yuheng was not polite to him. As soon as Feng Zhaoyu finished speaking, she was as fast as lightning and had already rushed towards the opponent. She gathered the five fingers of her right hand into a sword and struck down the opponent's carotid artery.

Feng Zhaolian laughed loudly and spread out to fight with him.

Ban Zuo and King Lian stood aside. King Lian asked Ban Zuo in a low voice: "Is that okay? Are you so relieved? Why don't you go out and ask Xuan Tianming to come over quickly!"

Ban Zuo was originally worried, but during the fight between Feng Yuheng and Qian Zhou, he saw a look from the other party, which was full of cunning, like a fox. So Ban Zou understood, what a **** gentleman said and whipped his horse, but this woman never thought of herself as a gentleman at all. When had she ever suffered a loss? No matter how powerful the King of Qianzhou was, he would be so angry at the hands of this woman.

However, this time, Feng Yuheng really became a gentleman, and it was not because of anything else. It was just the fighting spirit in her heart that was aroused by Feng Zhaoyu. Feng Zhaoyu's martial arts skills were extremely high, and the two of them were enemies. He didn't show any affection to her when he attacked her. He said he only used half of his internal strength. How many percent did he use? Who knows?

Feng Yuheng only felt that when the two of them fought, her arms would always be numb from the shock. Even if she used all the hard qigong, she still felt a little weak.

This is how the fighting spirit was aroused. One was aggressive, the other was unyielding, but both of them were experts. Feng Zhaoyu was a peerless ancient martial artist, but Feng Yuheng had unique moves from later generations. When the two fought, they were evenly matched.

Nearly a hundred rounds of this fight passed, and gradually, Feng Yuheng's physical strength began to decline. Feng Zhaolian could clearly feel that the force hitting her arm was getting weaker and weaker. In the end, the force was like cotton and had no impact on him at all.

He sneered in his heart and restrained his moves, but it looked like he was teasing. He simply teased Feng Yuheng. He is the king of a country, but the sky is falling apart and natural disasters are unavoidable. He tries to dig out the dragon veins and expand the territory with the wealth in the dragon veins. However, with only one-third of the map, he can't even determine the approximate location of the dragon veins. Inaccurate.

Thousands and hundreds of years of foundation were destroyed in his hands. He had kidnapped his direct relatives and killed his relatives for many years. He was already embarrassed to face his ancestors underground, and now he didn't know whether he should die or live.

There was nowhere to vent this emotion. One after another, members of the royal family were captured by Dashun's elite soldiers. He could save the Phoenix Pavilion for a while but not for the rest of his life. If Princess Ji'an didn't come, he would commit suicide sooner or later. A fatal fate. But things are different now. Princess Ji'an is here. I heard that the Ninth Prince of Dashun protects his wife. If he can keep this woman in his hands, he may still have a chance of survival.

Feng Zhaoyu's heart became violent, and his men's actions became more vicious. Feng Yuheng had no way to defend himself. The more she fought, the colder her heart became. The more she fought, the more the Qianzhou King's martial arts improved in her heart. This is the strongest enemy she has encountered since she came to this era. Fighting alone, she is no match for them.

The most terrible thing is that Feng Zhaoyu seems to know that there is something in her sleeve. Whenever she wants to reach into her sleeve, the other party will intentionally or unintentionally resist it. Her right hand never lands accurately on her left wrist. On that phoenix birthmark.

She narrowed her eyes, revealing a cold light. When their eyes met, Feng Zhaoyu's eyes were full of undisguised ferocity, and even the main attack force had been concentrated on her left wrist.

Feng Yuheng was shocked, but the shock was momentary. Then, a strange smile suddenly appeared on her face that had been serious for a long time.

Feng Zhaoyu was startled. At this moment, he heard a "bang" and the window on the fourth floor of the Phoenix Pavilion was opened with a whip from outside. The long whip reached forward and accurately wrapped around Feng. Yu Heng's waist and back area, she immediately escaped from Feng Zhaoyu's fight and fell into a familiar embrace.

"My daughter-in-law is not good at academics and has offended people from your Feng family. But, so what?"