"hehe."

Xia Feng didn't refute, or he didn't bother to refute at all.

Laugh.

One day, you won't even have a chance to cry.

It's just...Sikong Hui, you made me very dissatisfied today.

Longyuncheng, ancient street.

Sikong Hui looked gloomy and said nothing.

Qiao Shuang was also silent, with a sad face.

The two of them walked along the long street.

There are no stars tonight, the wind is biting, and there will definitely be heavy rain.

"Since when?"

It wasn't until the two of them reached the unmanned stone bridge in the west of the city that Sikong Hui said softly.

"Brother Hui, what did you say?"

"I'm telling you!! When did that bastard Xia Feng begin to abuse you!!!"

Sikong Hui roared angrily and spoke passionately.

But Qiao Shuang directly reached out and covered his mouth, "Brother Hui! You are crazy! Xia Feng... is still the eldest prince of Daxia no matter what! If others hear this..."

"So what if you hear it? Without our Sikong family and your Qiao family, how could Xia Sheng sit on the throne of God? If you and I can lift them up, we can also pull them down!!"

Sikong Hui's eyes seemed to have a flash of spiritual light, and his whole person became a little cold and terrifying.

"Brother Hui..."

Qiao Shuang covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes were astonished, you... are floating...

The master has just taken Emperor Xia as his slave, and you actually want to pull him down?
Chapter completed!