Zuo Furong's face changed, especially under the gaze of her mother-in-law, she wanted to dig a hole in the ground and crawl in.

Feng Chenglin, who was killed by thousands of swords, must not let him go!!!

Her eyes turned slightly, and she had a plan and suddenly sneered.

"Just just your colorful intestines, I don't need to guess, I must be here to find Qingyou..."

Feng Chenglin was holding one leg and looked very ungrateful: "Not bad! I am here to look for Qingyou...why? Do you still have to worry about it?"

"I'm too lazy to care about your troubles! If Qingyou gave up and wanted to jump into your fire pit, I wouldn't stop her... See how she died then!"

"Bah!" Feng Chenglin suddenly spat, glaring unhappy: "Zuo Furong, I warn you not to say bad things about my sweetheart... Our family Qingyou wants to be old with me until old age!"

Zuo Furong felt disgusted and her silver teeth clenched.

Living like this kind of person in the world is simply a waste of food!

Only by killing him can we eliminate harm for the people.

He smiled reluctantly: "I'm not saying bad things about her, I'm just worried that she will meet someone wrong... If you really like her and want to live with her for the rest of your life, I can help you!"

Feng Chenglin disagreed with her kindness: "You help me? How do you plan to help me?"

Zuo Furong looked around mysteriously and waved to Feng Chenglin to follow her.

She avoided the dead corner where no one was around, and she said mysteriously: "Do you want to see Qingyou now?"

Feng Chenglin shook his greasy hair and thrust his spine.

"Of course! Haven't you seen that my eldest son dressed up carefully? I came to see her specifically!"

He felt very good in himself, and he felt so elegant. Who knew that his back was much taller, but his greasy belly came out again.

Looking at its shaking fat, Zuo Furong was so disgusting that she wanted to vomit.

She coughed lightly after barely suppressing the hatred in her heart.

"But do you know? You won't see her for a while!"

Feng Chenglin's heart seemed to be hit by the small airflow of winter, and the cold trembled.

"Why?"

"Because Senior Sister Nan Ling told us that she must not leave the women's residence before taking the assessment, otherwise she will be expelled from the sect..."

Feng Chenglin was suspicious and frowned: "Is that true?"

"Of course! But she can't come out, but you can go in!"

Feng Chenglin's suspicion that had just arisen in his heart was instantly beaten by the hope in Zuo Furong's words.

His eyebrows were smiling, and his eyes were simply invisible.

"Is that so? How do I get in?"

Zuo Furong sneered in her heart and pointed at her ears: "If you walk in the courtyard wall, you will see a hole. The hole is a little small for you, but as long as you dig a little brick, you can go in..."

She patted his chest meaningfully, like a long-time friend.

"Feng Chenglin, I can help you, there is only so much. What should I do depends on whether you can seize the opportunity! Remember, this is the Academy of Ondao, a crowd of people that are more capable than you... Ask yourself, will you still have a fat man like you in this world of flowers?!"

Zuo Furong's words deeply touched Feng Chenglin's fatal hole.

Whether it can be matched with Hao Qingyou has always been the deepest worry in his heart.

Hao Qingyou is beautiful and kind, gentle and kind, has a prominent family background, and has a higher cultivation level than him.

Such a perfect woman, what can Feng Chenglin match him?

So after Zuo Furong burned such a fire, he didn't care whether she would be so kind and followed the direction she guided.
Chapter completed!