Feng Shu said nothing, and Su Yihang continued to bow with a smile.

Zhuang Dun's cries of pain slowly weakened. He rolled and rolled, and somehow he rolled to their side. He happened to see Su Yihang's face full of joy. His mind became hot and he jumped up suddenly.

, and punched Feng Shu in the face.

If hit hard, even the brains would be splashed out.

But this time, Su Yihang took action. He slapped Zhuang Dun down lightly, and Zhuang Dun's body immediately hit the ground. The floor cracked like a spider's thread, winding into the distance inch by inch, and the surrounding walls began to appear.

crack.

"Su..."

Zhuang Dun's head was bleeding and his internal organs were shattered, but when Su Yihang's eyes were touched, he could no longer speak.

Those are not human eyes at all.

The vertical pupils were emitting a bloodthirsty light.

He couldn't move his whole body and even endured the shaking of pain.

"Don't be rude to the lady, Mr. Zhuang."

"you……"

Zhuang Dun vomited blood profusely and stared at him, as if he was looking at a person he had never met before, a complete stranger.

The little black spot trembled violently, "There's something wrong with this tender-faced guy."

"where?"

"Just for a moment, I seemed to sense that guy. It...no, no, I heard it died long ago."

The little black dot swam here and there in the sea of ​​consciousness, then stopped motionless in the depths of the sea.

Feng Shu's gaze dropped from the exposed neck to Zhuang Dun. He only glanced at it and then moved away.

Su Yihang straightened up, with a gentle smile still on his face, "Miss, what are your orders?"

Feng Shu glanced at him and pointed at Zhuang Dun, "Cure him."

Su Yihang was very meek, nodded and bowed, "Yes."

He quickly picked up Zhuang Dun, stuffed him into the treatment cabin, and then pressed the button to start treatment. He turned back and bowed slightly to her, "Miss, do you have any other instructions?"

Feng Shu had no expression on his face and looked at him from top to bottom.

This man looked to be a certain age, but Mengmeng kept saying that he had a tender face.

"How old?"

"Me? Early two hundred. He's in the six hundred age range."

"Married? Your family also lives with you?"

"It seems that this is indeed the first time for the young lady to come to Jinyage."

Su Yihang smiled slightly, "I can't touch women. If I have any physical contact, I will shock myself and hurt others. That's why I am still laughed at as an old virgin. This is the first time in my life that I have brought a young lady here for treatment.

Physical contact with a woman for such a long time at a time."

Feng Shu didn't react at all, "Jin Yage, do you have full authority to make the decision?"

"Theoretically, yes."

"Well, I want to go for a walk. Please ask Deacon Yun to accompany me."

"How about I accompany you personally?"

"You just have to do what you have to do."

"yes."

Su Yihang's smile did not change and he immediately informed Deacon Yun, "Let's compare the roads."

Deacon Yun came very quickly, "Pavilion Master."

"Miss, you can go wherever you want. You can't go to Jinyage without any precautions. Xiaoyun, protect your guests. As I said before, anyone who dares to offend Miss will be killed on the spot."

Deacon Yun glanced at her and nodded respectfully, "Yes."

Feng Shu took the lead and walked out without saying a word.

"Where do you want to go, young lady?"

"Just follow. Don't kill anyone without my order."

Deacon Yun looked at her again and responded with a dull yes.

Feng Shu came to the street again. This time, anyone who knew Butler Yun or saw that her identity was not simple, did not dare to approach Feng Shu again, but private discussions were inevitable.

"Who is that woman? Is Deacon Yun acting as her bodyguard now? Looking at her cautious appearance, this woman's identity is definitely not simple."

"Didn't you hear? The reason why the Jin family was expelled from Jin Yage was because the young lady of the Jin family offended this distinguished guest. It's strange that her identity is simple. Maybe she is someone from above."

"The one from above? You mean, she is our young lady from Jinyage?"

"Is it possible? She looks very young. Our lady is already a hundred years old, right?"

"What's impossible? Those big shots, even if they are five hundred years old, can still dress up like a twenty-year-old girl."

"I think she is probably the Pavilion Master's woman. I heard that the Pavilion Master hugged her. When have you ever seen the Pavilion Master hug any woman?"

"Really? The Pavilion Master really hugged her?"

"Yes, I hugged her, carefully, treating her as a fragile treasure."

Feng Shu ignored the gossip. After treatment, her body was much better. She was very hungry at this time, so she walked into a restaurant that seemed to be busy and sat down to eat.

Deacon Yun followed suit and stood behind her.

The originally bustling restaurant quickly became quiet, and everyone's eyes invariably focused on Feng Shu, sizing him up or down.

The owner's scalp was numb, and he was muttering to himself that this little girl would come to eat at his place instead of going elsewhere. He didn't know if the plague god would cause him to suffer unreasonable disasters. However, on his face, he was kind and prosperous, and smiled cheerfully, "Excuse me, would you like some food?"

What? I’ll let someone do it.”

"Serve some of our specialty dishes and keep the account, and your pavilion master will pay for it."

As soon as she entered the restaurant called "Delicious Food", Mengmeng shouted that she had to eat and drink enough before leaving. She also said that no matter how much she ate, Su Yihang could pay the bill. If she didn't eat, she would get nothing.

The owner quickly stooped to the kitchen.

"sit."

Someone was just standing not far behind her, and Feng Shu always felt a chill running down her spine.

Deacon Yun silently followed the instructions and sat across from her.

The two looked at each other, then looked away after a moment, and there was no more substantive exchange of words throughout the whole process.

"Is she really the distinguished guest?"

"Who else could she be? Didn't you see that Deacon Yun was following her?"

"Is it really her? She looks very ordinary and not very good-looking."

"Shut up, don't you know that trouble comes from your mouth? If you keep talking nonsense, you won't even know how you will die."

"Why are you scaring Fu Fu? Tong Yan Wuji, since he is the distinguished guest of the Pavilion Master, he must be as reasonable as the Pavilion Master. Previously, it was the Jin family who had bad intentions, so they were warned by Deacon Yun, our Fu Fu

He couldn’t be a kinder person.”

"That's right, I'm a good person. Your distinguished guest wouldn't want to kill me, and she's not a murderer. She's just fine... ugh..."

Feng Shu raised his eyes and glanced over. A little boy of seven or eight years old had his mouth covered by a beautiful woman. When he saw her looking over, her eyes were pleading, as if she was extremely scared, and her body was obviously shaking. The man next to him was

The young man immediately stood up and stood in front of the woman. He stared at Feng Shu and took a defensive posture.

"snort."

"Spare your life. Dear guest, spare your life."

The beautiful woman trembled all over and immediately knelt down with the little boy in her arms. She also pulled the young man down and knelt down, while she kowtowed as hard as she could.

"Malicious speculation is rude to the young lady, so I will kill you without mercy."
Chapter completed!