Yun Haotian has some martial arts skills, and his grasp was like an iron pincer

Feng Lingyan's wrist bones were barely broken by him, and her face turned pale: "Brother, what are you doing? You scratched me and hurt me!"

Yun Haotian was startled and hurriedly let go of his hand. Feng Lingyan's snow-white wrist had already been scratched with a circle of purple bruises.

He said politely: "Little sister, I'm sorry, I'm too nervous because of my brother... Well, you call him Fanxiang?"

Feng Lingyan's heart moved and she said calmly: "Yes, is there something wrong?" [

"Is this his real name?"

There was a hint of coldness in Yun Haotian's voice.

Feng Lingyan glanced at him: "My little sister gave him this name casually when she first met him. What's wrong? Is this name a taboo?"

"Did you name him?"

Yun Haotian seemed to be relieved and asked again worriedly.

"Yes, I'm just having fun. Why are you so nervous?"

Yun Haotian was completely relieved and said with a smile: "I thought he was another person... Haha, it turns out it was just for fun. Okay, I will take you to see the father. The father has been here for the past few days.

I am very worried about you."

He held her hand and walked inside.

Feng Lingyan stood still: "Brother, what about him? Doesn't Father want to see him?"

The direction her finger pointed was exactly the direction of Gong Yanmo.

Yun Haotian paused, and a hint of unbearability flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared instantly: "My father only ordered him to be put in shackles and locked up in a prison. We will talk about the rest later."

He glanced at Gong Yanmo and said, "Brother Gong, I am also acting under orders, so I will temporarily aggrieve you."
Chapter completed!