Hilarious Pampered Consort: Lord I Will Wait for Your Divorce Chapter 3692: Rampage Fengjiu 2

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Mo Liancheng didn't understand Qu Tan'er's intention of setting up the barrier for the time being, but since it was what she wanted to do, he naturally followed her footsteps unconditionally. The two of them, with Feng Jiu who didn't know what was going on, slowly walked toward Feng Liu was pulled into the protective cover.

Feng Liu was already in a state of embarrassment, with numerous wounds. He looked at the three men with malicious intentions and quickly crawled and rolled back to the other side.

However, no matter how you retreat, you are still inside the protective shield.

He looked outside the protective shield for help. The people outside were frequently attacking the protective shield at the instruction of the head of the Wind Clan.

It seems that it will not have any effect in a short period of time.

He turned his head again in horror, "What do you want to do?! Do you really want to kill me?! Do you really want to be the enemy of the Wind Clan?! If you leave now, I can discuss with my father and ask him to let you go. !"

The tall and powerful man, because he was isolated from his family, suddenly retreated from his arrogance and nobility. What remained was only a vulnerable momentum and a paper-thin strength.

Has your true identity been revealed so soon? Qu Tan'er reminded dissatisfiedly, "Sixth Young Master, be careful what you say. What you say here can also be heard by people outside."

Father, can they hear me? ! Feng Liu quickly saw outside the protective film and heard the Feng Clan's head commanding him in a deep voice, "Liu'er, calm down, dad will save you right away!"

Suddenly, Feng Liu's heart sank.

If it could be saved, he would have saved it long ago!

What's more, others may not know his father's strength, but he understands it somewhat. The so-called strongest of the Wind Clan is just for fame and reputation. If it weren't for the powerful uncles in the family who are not interested in the position of the head of the family, when will it be the father's turn to be the head of the Feng Clan?

Not interested in guessing what Feng Liu was thinking, Qu Taner lazily called out, "Feng Jiu."

While glaring at each other with the person outside the protective shield, Feng Jiu was excited and said, "Yes!"

Qu Tan'er asked in a leisurely manner: "You used to be in the Wind Clan, and you were often annoyed by him, right?"

How should he answer this question? Glancing at Feng Liu, whose face was pale, Feng Jiu, who wanted to save face, turned his face away and replied unnaturally: "...I also made him suffer a lot!"

Qu Tan'er smiled knowingly, "Do you want to get it back?"

"Huh?" Feng Jiu was confused.

Qu Tan'er pointed at Feng Liu, who was like a trapped bereaved dog, and reminded: "Now, in front of you, is a rare opportunity!"

Feng Jiu's eyes lit up, "Really?"

Qu Tan'er raised her eyebrows. She had already done this, could she still lie to him?

So, she said directly: "If you want revenge, you have to do it as soon as possible, otherwise, I will simply remove the secret barrier technique and kill them quickly!"

Feng Jiu waved her hands quickly, "Don't! Don't! Don't! I want revenge!"

At this time, Mo Liancheng understood Qu Tan'er's intention. He shook his head and smiled. At this time, Tan'er was the only one who cared about doing such a thing.

However, having known Feng Jiu for so long, he knew to some extent the grievances Feng Jiu had suffered. If, with such a small effort, Feng Jiu could exhale and raise his eyebrows, and at the same time untie the knot that had been in his mind for many years, it would be worthwhile. .

Mo Liancheng signaled, "Feng Jiu, I'll leave this person to you."

When Feng Jiu heard this, his blood boiled.

He has been waiting for this revenge for nearly twenty years, and now he can finally take revenge!

He walked closer to Feng Liu, with the light in his eyes. The memories of being bullied in the past ten years were like pieces of broken lenses, pieced together piece by piece, extremely clear.