C60 Dual phoenix appearance and azure dragon transformation

"You aren't a Crown Princess for a long time, so there is no need for you to take the position of the direct descendant. Your lowly mother was reduced to a concubine, and my mother is the only legal wife." Currently, the people outside, including the people from the royal family, know that there is a trash, Old Ninth, in our Feng Family, you! " Feng Jinxiu scolded.

Rong Hua's pupils shrank, "You think I care about ranking? You know very well whether I am trash or not. If I want, I only need to hook my finger and I can change the mind of the crown prince. "

Feng Jinxiu's heart skipped a beat. According to Feng Wuhua's current ability, he could definitely change the Crown Prince's mind. After all, there were not many people who could summon a ten star Bloodthirsty devil at the age of fourteen.

Rong Hua laughed: "You better be more polite with me, I won't take the initiative to do anything, if you make me unhappy, then I don't mind taking back what belongs to me!"

Feng Jinxiu immediately felt chilled all over her body, she suddenly became timid, if she did not find trouble with Feng Wuhua, the crown prince would still be her.

However, this kind of squinting was not her character, so she wasn't willing to give up.

Rong Hua obviously knew her personality, hence he laughed coldly: "What do you think I went through so much trouble to get this Beauty Pellet for? Guess for yourself! " With that, he turned and left, not giving Feng Jinxiu the chance to question him.

Feng Jinxiu was so angry that she tore apart her handkerchief, she touched her own face, she was stiff and did not know how to laugh or cry, would definitely not like such a stiff face.

Could it be that she could only watch as the His royal highness the prince was taken away from her? No, absolutely not!

Feng Jinxiu pondered for a long time, until her eyes suddenly lit up, it seemed that she had a plan in her mind.

That's right, Feng Jinxiu couldn't kill Feng Wuhua with her own hands, but there was someone who could, so she wanted to use that person's blade to kill someone, and that person's background was powerful, something the Old Ancestor couldn't afford to offend.

Thinking about it, Feng Jinxiu's mood became a lot better. She suddenly remembered that Feng Wuhua had given the main butler a piece of top grade Devil Soul Stone, so she extended her hand and said: "Hand it over, you are merely a servant that is not fit to own a top grade Devil Soul Stone."

The butler's eyes flashed with anger and unwillingness.

Feng Jinxiu sneered: "What? You want to climb on the head of your master and behave atrociously? Hurry up and bring it over, otherwise I'll call you frivolous to me. "

The main butler was startled. He was already fifty years old, but Feng Jinxiu dared to say that he was a servant.

Feng Jinxiu grabbed towards the main butler's hand, his nails tearing it apart, "At least you're sensible."

The main butler looked at Feng Jinxiu coldly, his eyes filled with ridicule and scorn.

Rong Hua turned around and said: "This is for you, the one just now was definitely taken away by Feng Jinxiu, right? It's all my fault that I forgot to point it out behind her back. "

The main butler looked at the other top grade Devil Soul Stone in shock. Ninth Miss was actually willing to give him one.

Seeing him in a daze, Rong Hua smiled faintly: "All these years it's thanks to Chief Steward for taking care of me, otherwise I would have died in Feng Jinxiu's hands." In the original owner's memory, this butler was a good person. If not for him, Feng Wuhua would have already died from Feng Jinxiu's poison.

"Thank you, Eldest Miss." The main butler currently referred to Feng Wuhua as young miss and not Ninth Miss, which meant that in his heart, only Feng Wuhua was the direct descendant, and Feng Jinxiu was nothing.

Rong Hua only laughed, he did not care about calling her that at all. If not for the fact that she still felt guilty about occupying the lair with this body, she would not even bother to come back to check on him.

If she did not give it to Feng Jinxiu, she would definitely turn into a sixteen to seventeen year old little girl. However, she did not want to be too young, after all, at that age, a little over twenty years of age would definitely have a beauty that a little girl could not compare to.

"Grandmother is as beautiful as I thought, but it's a pity that Rong Hua is not even 10% of your level." Rong Hua's words were not exaggerated at all.

Zhao Mingzhu laughed: "Girl, your mouth is quite sweet." The two of them had gotten along for a long time, not only did they have a relationship with each other, but they also shared a sense of empathy for each other.

Someone was asking for an audience, and it was actually Feng Qilin who had disappeared for a few days.

Zhao Mingzhu looked at him indifferently: "Why did you think of coming to see this old bones of mine today?"

Feng Qilin saw Zhao Mingzhu's face and squinted his eyes, unexpectedly, Rong Hua felt a burst of killing intent spreading out, but it quickly disappeared, was Feng Qilin going to kill Zhao Mingzhu?

"Greetings to Grandmother, kid." Feng Qilin lowered his eyebrows. His eyes did not look like he was here specifically to pay respects.

"You came at the right time, who do you plan to pass on the Feng Family's family heirloom?" Zhao Mingzhu asked.

Feng Qilin's pupils shrank, "Naturally, it is to be passed to the sons of Feng Family, but there is currently no choice."

"How about this, take advantage of my return and gather all the children together. The choice of treasure will be made in heaven, so let it choose on its own." Zhao Mingzhu's tone of voice sounded like he was discussing, but in reality, it was an unquestionable order.

"Grandmother, this treasure cannot be moved carelessly. It would not be good if it was stolen by someone." Feng Qilin inadvertently glanced at Rong Hua.

Rong Hua frowned, could it be that he would steal the treasure? Isn't it something passed down in the Feng Family? Or could it be that he was prepared to give the Feng Family's treasure to Feng Jinxiu, an outsider, for her?

Zhao Mingzhu sneered: "With me personally watching, who would dare have ulterior motives? It's a promise to open the seal in three days. "

Feng Qilin pursed his lips but did not say a word, and bowed as he retreated.

Zhao Mingzhu frowned: "That's not right!"

Rong Hua asked: "What's wrong?"

"He gives me the feeling that he's a qilin, but he doesn't seem like one. Could it be that his personality has changed after not coming back for so many years?" Zhao Mingzhu seemed to be muttering to himself.

Rong Hua tried his best to extract this noble one's memories, as if Feng Qilin doted on her when she was young. At that time, there was no Feng Jinxiu, and it was only when she was four that her mother suddenly died of an illness and changed.

Before long, Feng Jinxiu and her mother were brought into the Phoenix Residence, while Feng Qilin had returned to his room.

Feng Jinxiu and her daughter who had just entered the Palace could be considered to have, but when her soul strength test reached zero, that was the true beginning of her nightmare.

Rong Hua's eyes turned cold. Could it be that Feng Jinxiu's mother had some sort of charm? Unfortunately, benzun's impression of her was too shallow, so there was no way to verify it.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhao Mingzhu asked.

Rong Hua snapped back to reality, "I remember that he still doted on me a lot in the past."

"Mm, that's him. Alright, go play if you have nothing to do. I need to think of something." Zhao Mingzhu ordered them to leave.

Rong Hua nodded and walked out. He was a little frustrated in his heart, so he prepared to sneak into Feng Jinxiu's residence to see her mother.

As a result, when they arrived at the Hibiscus Courtyard, they heard a burst of nagging.