When Qi saw him angry, a hint of suspicion flashed in his eyes, "My brother's family has not been peaceful recently, so I want to ask an expert to see it. I have invited a Feng Shui master to see it before, but it has not worked. I heard that the little god's methods are so great that even the evil spirits of the Qin family can be uprooted, so I was moved to invite him."

This is reasonable and evidence-based, but there is no mistake.

Feng Lin was silent, her cold eyes staring at Qi's face.

At this time, Qi's heart was still pounding, and he always felt that the general's eyes could turn into a knife and be about to cut her.

Feng Lin has truly fought on the battlefield. How could ordinary people withstand the pressure on him?

After a moment, he looked away and said, "I understand, you go down."

Qi didn't dare to ask any more questions, and then bowed.

Feng Linzheng didn't doubt Qi, but he also felt that the possibility was not high.

However, she was once a very popular celebrity back then, especially her face, which captured the hearts of many men.

Qi must have seen her back then.

If I saw Feng Wuyao, I don’t know if there would be more trouble.

However, Feng Lin was not struggling for too long.

After all, Feng Wuyao is so famous in the capital now.

Even if I can stop it for a while, I can't stop it for too long.

Just let everything go with the flow.

Just in time, taking advantage of the opportunity to let Feng Wuyao come to the General's Mansion, he also tried whether he was his son.

Feng Wuyao didn't know that someone had targeted her at this time, and was eating fruit leisurely inside Yiran's residence, making fun of her pets.

"Xiao Xi, give me the ball."

Although Xiaoxi is good at martial arts, his foundation is weaker.

The ball is the type of polo. Feng Wuyao weighed it in his hand and then looked at the two big pets.

"Let's start counting whoever catches more can eat more meat at noon."

Regardless of whether these two could understand them, they threw them out directly.

The ball thrown by Feng Wuyao did not go in a straight line, and he even turned the direction in the middle.

Because of this sudden change, the two beasts that were fighting for each other hit each other, one caught off guard and the other caught up with a rear-end chase.

The two beasts got up and continued to look for the target. When they saw it, the ball had already landed.

Xiaoxi was stunned, "Miss, can this still be done?"

Feng Wuyao said casually, "It's just controlled by internal force."

Of course, she would not directly say that she had injected spiritual power into the ball and then controlled it from the air.

That would be a bit hurtful.

After all, taking things from afar is already very depressing. If people know that she can still change the direction of moving things in mid-air, it will be too easy to attract hatred.

Feng Wuyao is not the kind of person who is wronged and makes him live a hard life in a low-key manner.

But sometimes, for the sake of further interests, we must not pretend to be slightly disguised.

If you want to respond quickly, you have to be a bun.

In the end, it is to open up spiritual intelligence and be unique.

Feng Wuyao picked up the ball from its mouth and touched its head, "Beautiful dry ground! Get ready, do it again!"

The two beasts sat on the same starting line and the ball was thrown out again.

This time, Feng Wuyao still let the ball change direction halfway.

The two beasts did not collide, but because the steamed bun was too big and the brakes were too fast, they rolled on the ground twice.

Without any suspense, this time the winning land was another bun.
Chapter completed!