Feng Qinghong saw the small arbort in Feng Kexuan's heart clearly, and his eyes quickly flashed a scorn, and then he walked into the Kunning Palace if nothing else.

At this moment, the Queen Mother has not yet arrived, but most Miss Qianjin has been invited to come, what the Ministry of the Ministry of the army and so on the thousands of gold, today are gathered here.

Also, if the Queen Mother only invited so many Miss Qianjin, how can she cover up her true purpose for Wu Fengqinghong?

Although this is all a matter of well-known people, in the end, the Queen Mother still has to do superficial efforts, after all, she is the mother of a country!

Feng Qinghong just walked into the threshold of the main door of Kunning Palace, suddenly a near-undetectable white light flashed under her feet, if not her eyes are unusually sharp, I am afraid that I will not be aware of this.

She had a slight flash of coldness in her eyes, and she knew that today could no longer pretend to be weak, because these Miss Qianjin saw the situation clearly, so she was ready to be embarrassed with her.

So, she gently hooked the corners of her lips, a beautiful air turned over, instantly dodged the white light under her feet, and avoided the tragic fate of being tripped and fell a dog to eat shit.

After she stood firm, she saw that the white light was actually a long light yarn, a decoration used by the woman, which was thrown out by a woman wearing a pink dress on the front left.

Feng Qinghong did not recognize these Miss Qianjin, it is true that the original owner from childhood to large door door can not go, so so her memory naturally has no impression at all.

But she knew very well that she did not need to know these young ladies, because at a glance, she knew that no one here could be friends with her.

She looked at people and was always right.

Feng Qinghong landed steadily, sharp and cold eyes swept the whole scene, stunned the whole scene!

The girls all looked at Feng Qinghong like monsters, and their mouths became a pink and tender O-type: When did this waste start to cultivate?Can you avoid the second-order fight?

Feng Kexuan also stood up in surprise, the look was somewhat glancing, and the pretty face was slightly distorted.That bitch!Are you already a wrestler?

In fact, Feng Qinghong is really not a fight, even the first-order strength I does not, who let her get Kirin Fengfu just three or four days of kung fu?

Only then could she have been able to escape that, in addition to the basic skills of the blood family she had learned in her previous life, of course, it had a fighting effect, but it was definitely not enough to fight these girls.

These girls are not strong, but she has more than enough to crush.

Therefore, after Feng Qinghong escaped this secret calculation, he immediately broke his fingers with a silver needle and quickly ran to Feng Kexuan: "Butxuan!"

The girls were still in a considerable shock, and did not react for a while, and Feng Kexuan was no exception.

When Feng Qinghong ran to her and looked at her aggrieved, she exclaimed, “You, you, you have cultivated your fighting spirit?”

At this time, Feng Qinghong has no idea that he has not felt that his blood has been put on Feng's skirt, just today Feng Kexuan wears a peony embroidery dress, and she can't see the traces of her drop of blood beads.

"Yes, the Seven Princes taught me."Feng Qinghong blinked his innocent and innocent eyes, so clear looking at Feng Kexuan, as if Feng Kexuan was her most dear sister.

The Seven Princes!

The whole girl took a cold breath!

Is the Seven Princes really in love with this shit?