Nothing to say along the way.

Follow the girl all the way, and after a while, he arrived at a small courtyard in the southeast corner of the Feng family.

Although the courtyard is not big, it is clean and tidy.

After entering the house, Feng Wuchen had just finished sitting, the girl's eyes turned red and she asked aggrievedly: "Brother... Am I causing trouble for you again?"

If you have to ask, Feng Wuchen shook his head: "It's not a problem..."

The girl wiped her tears and said, "Brother... I don't want to know where Zi Jin learned the Divine Fire Fist Gang?"

Feng Wuchen was stunned, and then, his eyes suddenly became more complicated when he looked at the girl.

Feng Ziyu and his parents died early, but only the brother and sister depended on each other for life.

Although Feng Ziyu has lost all his luck and is attracted by the Feng family's grandmother and is appointed as the prince, but the entire Feng family can't find many who can really be good to their brothers and sisters.

Who would be willing to risk violating the clan rules to teach Feng Zijin the more advanced skills?

There is only one answer, Feng Zijin's divine fire fist can only be taught by Feng Ziyu.

Feng Wuchen is still an old monster who has lived for thousands of years. How can this girl escape his eyes with her little thoughts?

The reason why she asked knowingly was that she noticed an abnormality in herself.

Suspicion is a seed that once planted, it will take root and sprout and gradually grow into a towering tree.

This girl is different from the rest of the Feng family. She and Feng Ziyu are the ones who know the latter best in the world.

And he had a moment of getting along with Feng Ziyu, and could he pretend for a while and pretend for a lifetime?

After struggling for a moment, he sighed and asked back: "Did you see what you asked?"

For a moment, Feng Zijin's expression suddenly became extremely nervous, her little face was pale, and she subconsciously retreated. At the same time, the sun divine fire gradually brewed in her palm.

"Who are you? Where are my brother..."

Feng Wuchen glanced at the girl and said calmly: "You don't have to be so nervous, because it's useless to be nervous... Besides, I won't harm you!"

The girl was skeptical, but she still didn't relax her vigilance and asked again: "Then why do you want to dress up as my brother? What's your purpose?"

"First, I didn't look like your brother, this is my face, it just happened that Feng Ziyu looks very similar to me! Second, I have no purpose, I just owe Feng Ziyu a favor, come to the Feng family and do something for him!"

The girl frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

"One is to send you to Fuyao Palace! Another one..."

Speaking of this, Feng Wuchen took out the wedding book and placed it on the table.

"This is... the wedding letter between my brother and his sister-in-law. Why did he give this to you? What's wrong with my brother?"

"Your brother..." Feng Wuchen wanted to tell the girl the truth, but when he saw the girl's red eyes, he couldn't bear it, so he said, "Your brother went to a place for me. In a short time, he couldn't come back, for fear of letting down his good man, so he gave me the marriage letter and asked me to terminate the engagement with Ling Weiwei as his identity."

"What……"

Hearing this, Feng Zijin suddenly collapsed.

"Brother cares so much about his sister-in-law... How could he be willing to let go easily! Tell me the truth, where did your brother go? Did he encounter any danger?"

Feng Wuchen sighed lightly in his heart, but his tone was still clear and calm: "You girl, can't you think about your brother? It's indeed a bit dangerous for him to go there, but it also contains great opportunities. When he comes back, he might soar into the sky!"

"Such a good place, why don't you go?" Feng Zijin was not easy to fool and continued to ask the bottom of the matter.

Feng Wuchen was speechless and said, "Didn't you say that there are opportunities in that place, but risks... The most important thing is that once you go, it won't take long to come out. I can't stand such loneliness, but your brother is different. He needs this opportunity, so I changed my identities with him, and they benefited each other. Can you understand?"

After hearing Feng Wuchen's explanation, the girl was skeptical: "Really?"

"Of course it's true! Otherwise, if you think about it carefully, what is the reason why Feng Ziyu, a devastated prince, deserves me to pretend to be?"

"This is..." The girl finally accepted Feng Wuchen's statement and asked again: "Who are you?"

Feng Wuchen smiled mysteriously: "Well... it's a secret! But before your brother comes back, just think I'm Feng Ziyu, and you can also call me brother."

But the girl pouted: "I don't want it. Zijin has only Feng Ziyu, the only brother in this life!"

Feng Wuchen looked helpless: "It's up to you... By the way, how did you know that I am not Feng Ziyu?"

Asked, a little bitterness flashed in Feng Zijin's eyes, and then he said: "Although my brother is the prince of the Feng family, he has always been walking on thin ice in the clan. Even if he only treats servants, he has always been humble. He is absolutely impossible to be like you today..."

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen nodded thoughtfully.

No wonder the servants of the entire Feng family were so respectful to him.

I think although Feng Wuchen has no support, he is also the nominal prince, with his identity above them. Moreover, Feng Ziyu is not arrogant and humble and polite to anyone, so he will easily win the favor of everyone.

But for the Feng family, whose identity is equivalent to him, it is another matter.

Blindly concessions will not only fail to stop them, but will only make them worse.

Because of this, Feng Ziyu ended up like this.

"As his only sister, shouldn't you be her only reverse scale? He really wants to let you suffer a grievance?"

Feng Zijin suddenly became excited: "Who said it? Brother never let me suffer grievances, but the way he used is more tactful than you are so direct."

Tempting?

Feng Wuchen only felt a little ridiculous.

He is not a person who doesn't know how to be tactful.

But the premise is that the other party has the qualification to make him tactful.

He stayed in the crack for thousands of years and condensed his divine body. Compared to the time, his state of mind was different.

For him, the Feng family is a complete ant! It deserves to be killed...

This is Feng Wuchen's state of mind at this moment.

Perhaps because of the past ten thousand years, he became even colder than before.

Or, this is the so-called divinity!

From Feng Zijin's words, Feng Ziyu's first half of his life was not free and easy, and he was even a little frustrated. In addition to his pure nature, he also had a helplessness of relying on others.

Since he wants to borrow his identity now, he naturally needs to help him change his lifestyle.

Although Feng Ziyu had told him before his death that he did not need to avenge him, he naturally followed the other party's wishes and would not take the initiative to find the Feng family's bad luck.

But if the Feng family doesn't plan to let him go, he will not show mercy.

At this moment.
Chapter completed!