The heroine lives like a villain

Chapter 47 The Return of the Goddess (7)

Shengge looked at the kneeling situation in front of him with playful eyes.

She didn't speak, and stood against the door.

She was dressed in a white robe, her long black hair was blown away by the wind, and her whole body exuded a cold aura.

Seeing her, everyone showed a shocked expression.

Among them, Feng Qingyu was even worse.

She widened her eyes, shaking Chi Lian's hand slightly.

"You didn't die? How could you not die?"

Hearing this, Sheng Ge smiled "puchi".

The corner of her mouth curled up, and she looked at Feng Qingyu mockingly.

"What? Are you disappointed that I didn't die?"

When she spoke, everyone was even more shocked.

Bai Zhi's whole body trembled, her voice was trembling, "Big, big, young lady, you have already, already."

"Already cremated? Just lighting the fire and wanting to burn me? How naive!"

Shengge took what she had left to say, and looked at their master and servant with contempt.

Not to mention the ignition, even the earth fire left over from the chaotic era may not be able to burn her to death now.

Shengge's arrogant and domineering eyes finally made Feng Qingyu realize that something was wrong with her.

Frowning slightly, she stared at Shengge coldly.

"You are not Feng Qingwan, who are you?"

After more than ten years of getting along, she knows Feng Qingwan's temperament better than anyone else.

The person in front of her hadn't changed in appearance, but she didn't look like the same person as the Feng Qingwan she knew.

Shengge shrugged and sighed helplessly.

"What? You're the only one who can be a scheming whore White Lotus? Why can't I see your true face and change your temperament drastically?"

ridiculous!

This woman's brain is made of paste!

Feng Qingyu's face was so gloomy that it could drip water in an instant, and he stared at her stubbornly.

"Feng Qingwan, don't talk nonsense, why do you frame me?"

Although she doesn't know what a scheming bitch White Lotus is, but seeing Feng Qingwan like that, it probably won't be a good word.

Shengge raised his eyebrows, and said nonchalantly, "Feng Qingyu, you dare to murder the heir of the Feng family, what else are you afraid of?"

This world will be ruled by her.

Those who obey will prosper, and those who rebel will perish. She doesn't mind the blood flowing into rivers here.

In an instant, a strong coercion emanated from Shengge, and Feng Qingyu took a few steps back before barely resisting it.

She looked at Shengge in disbelief.

"Not only did you not die, but your cultivation has improved so much? Feng Qingwan, no, you are not Feng Qingwan."

Up to now, Feng Qingyu has completely disbelieved that she is Feng Qingwan.

It was easy to be seen through, and Sheng Ge didn't care.

Anyway, wearing the original owner's skin, it's useless for others to question it.

Cursing her lips mockingly, she glanced contemptuously at these people who came to find fault.

"Feng Qingyu, whether you believe it or not, I am Feng Qingwan. What you took away from me, I will make you spit it out and regret it!"

At the end, Sheng Ge's eyes flashed with a strong killing intent.

It was a killing intent that had experienced killing and was watered by blood.

Cold and bloodthirsty, with suffocating despair.

Bai Zhi and the other little maids lowered their heads, unable to look at each other at all.

Even Feng Qingyu was able to stand and look at her only by mobilizing her spiritual power.

This is a kind of coercion from the strong, and they cannot resist.

At the same time, they also discovered that the people in front of them had changed beyond the past.

Under the pressure for a long time, Feng Qingyu's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and the color of his lips began to turn white.

Even so, she was still staring at Shengge, and kept provoking her.

"Feng Qingwan, so what if you come back? I am now the heir of the Feng family and the future queen of the Feng country. What are you fighting against me with?"

Hearing this, there was a dull pain in Shengge's chest, as if a dagger was stuck in his chest when he woke up.

Pain, suffocating pain.

(End of this chapter)