Cute But Brutal Wife
Chapter 431: Distortion, Blackening
“Why can't I hate him? Me and her are twins. Be it in terms of looks or martial power, I am not inferior to him. Just because I was born a few minutes later than him, he was chosen to be the successor of the High Priest, whereas I can only be his Walk?”
The man with red lips looked at Feng Lan, looking increasingly excited as he spoke, as if they had the same enemy. “You're right. If you were born a few minutes earlier than him, the High Priest successor position would be yours.”
“Hmph!” Not only was Feng Lan unhappy at hearing such approval, but she was also even more furious. He walked to the table and sat down to pour himself a glass of wine before drinking it.
After drinking, he threw the glass to the ground. “This wine doesn't even taste like that wine!”
The man with red lips looked at Feng Lan, and a glint flashed across his eyes. “Are you talking about the Hundred Flowers Wine that your king of the Phoenix Sky Kingdom asks someone to brew for your sister every year?”
“How do you know?” Feng Lan was a little unhappy.
“The next Phoenix Sky Kingdom High Priest loves to drink. Your king built a Flower Garden in the harem and specially brewed wine for him. It's not a secret.”
When Feng Ling heard this, a strange feeling suddenly flashed across her heart.
He suddenly recalled that when his older sister started to come into contact with wine at the age of eight, he always felt that all kinds of wine were bad. After the king found out, he asked someone to send him a bottle of Hundred Flowers Wine. He had fallen in love with the Hundred Flowers Brew. At that time, the king had said that he would ask someone to make a special wine for him in the future.
It was clear that Feng Lan became even more displeased when she heard this.
He took another glass, poured a glass of wine, and finished it all at once.
The man with red lips looked at him and said, “Don't be angry. At most, you can snatch all that.”
“I don't care about the things prepared for him.”
“Accurate once. As long as you take his place, you can have whatever you want. In the future, you can even order all the Hundred Flowers Wine to disappear from this world.”
Feng Lan was obviously tempted by these words.
The red-lipped man took the opportunity to change the topic and reveal his main purpose of coming today.
“Your brother will replace the High Priest in five months. You have to do something right now. Otherwise, when he replaces the High Priest and has all the abilities of the High Priest, it will be late.”
Feng Lan seemed to be pondering over his words.
The red-lipped man continued, “If you want to replace the High Priest, there are others you should pay attention to. That is your Great General.”
When he heard the Grand General, Feng Lan angrily poured another glass of wine and drank it at once.
The man with red lips continued, “Grand General's martial power is too high. In the entire continent, no one could defeat him. For such a person, we have to think of a way to make it disappear. If not, we have to win it. Do you ... think we can win it?”
A black aura suddenly emerged from Feng Lan's body.
However, the man with red lips stopped there. He helped Feng Lan pour a glass of wine, and the glint in his eyes became even more intense. “There is a way to make your Great General unable to return. I wonder if you want to hear it?”
“What way?”
“Use the devil technique you trained to deal with the Grand General. When the time comes, if your brother wants to save him, he can only cripple his cultivation. This way, you can take his life when he is sick.”
When Feng Lan heard this, she did not reply and drank another glass of wine.
The man with red lips added, “I heard that your king will announce his marriage to your sister in the world on the day he replaces the High Priest ..”
“What?”
“Are you not guessing this? Or have you avoided the truth?”
The black aura on Feng Lan's body suddenly surged, and a ferocious murderous aura invaded the surroundings. The man with red lips sitting opposite him was startled by the black aura until he gripped his chest and vomited out a mouthful of blood. He quickly pleaded, “Master Guard, please show mercy.”
Feng Lan looked at the man with red lips. His eyes had turned dark. A ball of black aura gathered in his hand and he was about to attack him.
The man with red lips was so frightened that his face turned pale. He quickly said loudly, “Don't forget that I'm here to help you. Without the clean bead I gave you, the demonic aura in your body would not be able to hide. Your brother will soon realize it.”
These words finally made Feng Lan get rid of the black aura in her hands.
He stood up and walked towards the door.
The red-lipped man reminded him from behind, “You better immediately consider my suggestion. I'll be back soon to report.”
Feng Lan did not answer him and walked out after she finished speaking.
When the red-lipped man saw Feng Lan walking out, he smiled with ulterior motives.
He also turned around and walked towards the room inside.
After the two of them left, Feng Ling walked into the room.
He simply looked around the room and saw the dudou that Feng Lan had taken from his place.
Feng Ling thought for a moment and did not take the dudou. Instead, he used a talisman to wipe away all of his aura. This dudou was now equivalent to a dudou that had never been used before.
After doing all this, he walked out the door.
Feng Lan only went out for a walk because her mind was a little chaotic. As he walked, he arrived at a somewhat secluded place. He originally wanted to stop and think about what the red-lipped man had suggested earlier, but he suddenly felt a murderous aura. He immediately shouted, “Who is that? Exit.”
A person in black clothes jumped out from behind the tree and attacked him at the same time.
Previously, Feng Ling would argue with Li Yan from time to time. With his heaven-defying learning ability, he quickly mastered Li Yan's punches and kicks. Tonight, he specifically used these punches and kicks to deal with Feng Lan.
After the two of them exchanged dozens of moves, Feng Lan actually had no idea which sect the person opposite her was from at all. He wanted to summon someone to catch the intruder, but the other party seemed to have seen his intentions. The other party took out a whip and quickly swept it towards him.
“Who is this? Do you know the consequences of killing a guardian?” Feng Lan obviously wanted to find out who that black-clothed person was.
Feng Ling did not even respond.
Every whip he whipped imitated Li Yan's technique, cruel and fatal.
This whip really made him angry. He jumped up and quickly jumped onto the tree. With a swoosh, he used his internal energy to send countless leaves flying towards Feng Ling.
Feng Ling knew when to stop. He turned around and jumped to the other side.
Feng Lan chased after the killer and quickly shouted for the guards to catch them.
Feng Ling stopped on the roof and glanced at Feng Lan, who was following her. The corner of his lips curved and he jumped towards the palace.
Feng Lan followed from behind.
Along the way, Feng Lan asked for help as she chased after the killer. Soon, a large group of guards arrived.
Feng Ling arrived at the side of the palace and asked the Phoenix to move her back.
He had just changed his clothes and was sitting there with a book when a servant came to report to him. “Greetings, Priestess. An assassin has barged into the pages of Guardian.”
Feng Ling looked up and asked with a dark expression, “Has the killer been captured?”
“No.”
Feng Ling put down her book and walked out the door.
The waiter quickly followed. “Priestess, Guardian is already chasing her way to the palace. I'm afraid the king has been warned.”
“Mm.”
As Chu Luo spoke, her figure flashed and she arrived outside the palace.
Indeed, there is already a crowd here, and the words ‘Catch the killer!’ it can be heard everywhere.
Feng Lan was stopped by the butler.
Feng Lan was a little anxious. “The killer must have entered the palace. If you stop me and let him escape or injure the king, can you bear the consequences?”
“Protector Feng, there are many guards in the palace. It is impossible not to catch a mere murderer.”
“But..”.
“What's going on?”
“Greetings, Pastor.”
When Feng Ling walked over, Feng Lan quickly said to him in a sad tone, “Sister, an assassin has just entered my courtyard and even injured me.”
After saying that, he raised his hand. Indeed, his sleeve had been torn by the whip, and there was a lot of blood on it.
Feng Ling glanced at his wrist and frowned as she thought: ‘I whipped him too lightly.’
“Does it hurt?”
“It hurts.”
As Feng Lan spoke, her eyes became watery. Her petite appearance was very pitiful.
Feng Ling said to the butler with a flat face, “Capture the killer and send him to me. I'll interrogate him myself.”
“Yes, Priestess.”
Feng Ling then said to Feng Lan, “Sadik, go back and use the medicine first. I'll deal with that killer.”
“But..”.
Feng Lan continued to feel that Feng Ling should not treat him like this. Logically speaking, Feng Ling should have pulled him back to his bedroom to give him some medicine. Why did he ask her to come back alone tonight?
At this moment, a guard captain walked out of the palace and arrived in front of Feng Ling. He first bowed to her and said, “Master, the king invites you to catch the killer.”
When Feng Lan heard this, a dark glint flashed across her eyes.
On what basis was he not allowed to enter after speaking for so long? When his elder sister arrived, the king let her in!
Feng Ling had noticed Feng Lan's reaction, so she naturally did not miss her instant transformation.
He said to the guard captain, “It's late. I'll come tomorrow morning.”
With that, he gestured for Feng Lan to leave.
Feng Ling's rejection further twisted Feng Lan's heart.
The next morning, Feng Ling went to the palace.
The butler invited him to the main hall of the Dragon Palace Palace. Unexpectedly, when Feng Ling entered, a group of female servants entered along with breakfast.
The king, who was sitting at the dining table, tilted his head to look at him and said, “Let's eat breakfast.”
Feng Ling: “...”
Before, he had not felt it, but now, he felt an indescribable ambiguity.
Feng Ling felt uneasy when she thought about how she would marry him after becoming the High Priest.
How could he still marry the king when he was married?
Feng Ling was suddenly a little irritated, thinking of how to make him reject this idea.