That loyal dog always tries to attack me

"It's unreasonable, I'm so angry!"

Fengming was furious, and felt that everything was intrusive, so he raised his hand to sweep it away, and the cold ice jade tea set on the coffee table fell to the ground with a crackling sound, smashing his body to pieces.

ah!My ice jade!

Looking at the fragments all over the floor, Fengming felt distressed, it was his favorite tea set!

Feng Ming, who had lost the cold ice jade, couldn't help being even more annoyed at Xie Ya, and couldn't help but clenched his fist and knocked hard, and then the Wannian red sandalwood fragrant wood coffee table was also scrapped.

This time Fengming's heart ached to the point of bleeding.Coincidentally, at this time Feng Ming led two attendants and came in carrying several large jars of wine.

Feng Ming gritted his teeth and stared at the wine jar, "Where did it come from?"

"The Dragon King sent it just now, saying that he promised to give you the Ambergris Brew."

"Of course I know he sent it, I mean why did you pick it up!"

That fellow Xieya dared to bring the wine, is this a provocation to him?It is simply unreasonable!

"This..." Poor Feng Ming was angered just like that, and he was still at a loss as to what he did wrong.

"Take it to the door of the side hall, smash it!" Very ruthless and unreasonable.

"This is absolutely impossible!"

Feng Ming heard the words and hurriedly stopped it.With such a smash, within half a day, the rumors of discord between the monster phoenix and the dragon king will be aroused.

"Don't you dare not listen?" Fengming raised his hand and smashed it again, but it was empty, just now he remembered the Wannian red sandalwood coffee table he smashed just now, and retracted his hand embarrassingly and glared at Fengming: "If you are told to go, just go , how can it be impossible?"

"This... oh. Yes." My own Yaohuang couldn't hold back when he was self-willed, Feng Ming had no choice but to direct two attendants to carry the wine jar, and really went to the side hall.

Thinking of Xie Ya's expression under his nose when he saw the wine jar being smashed, Feng Ming felt particularly relieved.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the wreckage of the tea set and coffee table on the ground, Feng Ming couldn't help but clutch his heart.This set of tea sets cost him more than 7000 million high-grade spirit stones to take back. Wouldn't it hurt to lose them like this?

Feng Luo walked all the way to the main hall, and saw Feng Ming hurried away with two attendants carrying something, and walked into the main hall full of doubts, seeing a mess.Among them, the shards of ice jade reflect light, which is extremely dazzling.Feng Luo didn't forget that it was his father's favorite tea set, and it was very expensive!

"How is this going?"

Feng Luo knelt down and frowned, and asked a guard guarding the gate.The guard groaned bitterly in his heart, and said respectfully on his face: "Back to my little master, Yaohuang went to the side hall at noon at the invitation of the Dragon King, and came back every hour. After returning, he fired a fire and smashed a lot thing."

Hearing this, the eyebrows furrowed became tighter, Feng Luo asked again: "Why is father so angry?"

The guard said: "I don't know."

"What happened to Uncle Fengming?"

Oh, he knows that.The guard hurriedly explained everything clearly, and he did not forget to emphatically explain twice about Feng Ming asking Feng Ming to go to the side hall to throw wine.

Knowing the ins and outs, Feng Luo pondered for a while and said, "I see."

Speaking of rewarding him with a high-grade spiritual weapon, the guard was so surprised that he bowed and thanked him repeatedly.The rest of the guards who guarded the gate with him were gloating at first, but now their stomachs are green with regret.If I had known that there would be a reward, I should have taken the initiative to step forward to answer the little master, that boy Qingyi!

After Qing Yi waited for Feng to fall into the main hall, he intentionally shook the high-grade spiritual weapon, with a smile on his face that he didn't deserve to be beaten, and the other guards looked at him and gritted their teeth.Well, you young one, I'll let you scream first, and I won't beat you to death after the shift changes.

"Father." Feng Luo called out obediently, although he had already inquired about the cause and effect, but he still didn't know what happened between his father and the Dragon King to make him so angry, so he asked, "Why is father so angry? "

Seeing him coming, Fengming quickly waved at him with a fierce face, signaling him to come over.Feng Luo obediently stepped forward, Feng Ming's expression was complicated and tangled.

"Why is father looking at me like that?"

"Ah!" Fengming hesitated to speak, and sighed, "Your mother left early, and you will be a thousand years old in a blink of an eye. When you grow up, your father doesn't know how to take care of you anymore."

"Why did father say that?" Feng Luo's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself: Did father know about the existence of the little sapling?

Feng Ming held his son's hand, and said with a serious face: "Let me ask you, how did you provoke that fellow Xie Ya?"

Not a sapling.Feng Luo breathed a sigh of relief and was puzzled at the same time. He didn't know Xie Ya, but he felt that the name was very familiar. "Father is talking about the Dragon King?"

"Exactly..." Fengming nodded, feeling nervous, really afraid that his son would have something to do with that old Xieya.

"Except for yesterday's birthday banquet, I have never seen him before."

Hearing his son say this, Feng Ming's heart was just relieved, but immediately he felt something was wrong.His son has never had any contact with Xie Ya, so how did Xie Ya fall in love with his son?Could it be love at first sight yesterday?Do not make jokes.So he confirmed and asked again: "Really?"

Feng Luo became unhappy, and replied coldly: "Does father still think that I can't lie to you?"

"That's weird, you haven't seen him, why did he come to propose marriage to me for no reason?" Feng Ming couldn't help expressing his doubts, and suddenly felt a chill down his back, and immediately screamed that something was wrong .

My good son is really angry!

Feng Luo is usually very obedient, but once she gets angry, it will be as serious as destroying heaven and earth.Fengming felt comforted, and explained with a flattering smile: "Son... son! Listen to what your father said! That guy's father has already rejected the marriage proposal, so don't be angry!"

Feng Luo shook off the hand that was holding him, and snorted coldly: "I'm sorry that you dare not agree."

Is this a relief?Fengming breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to warn: "That guy Xieya is a lunatic who will not give up until he achieves his goal, you should avoid him in the future, you know?"

Feng Luo pursed her lips and was silent for a while before answering: "I see."

Although Feng Luo was very upset that he was suddenly missed, but that person was too powerful for him to provoke, so he had no choice but to hide.

Fengming knew that her son was unhappy, so how could he be better off?Thinking about it, he will soon have a catastrophe and nirvana, and it will take 5000 years to be reborn. How can his son alone fight against Xieya?

The more Feng Ming thought about it, the more unreliable he felt, so he pulled Feng Luo nervously and said, "Come with me."

"What's the matter, father?" Feng Luo was puzzled, why was his father so eager all of a sudden?

"Don't ask, just follow me."

Feng Ming didn't give him a chance to ask any more questions, and led him all the way to the innermost part of his bedroom, and stopped in front of a portrait of a person's height.

This is a portrait of my mother, why did my father bring him here?

Before Feng Luo could figure out why, Feng Ming stretched out his hand to caress the woman in the portrait full of nostalgia, sighed faintly, reluctantly and decisively, and tore up the portrait.

"Father!"

Feng Luo opened her eyes wide in disbelief, knowing that her father's favorite thing to do on weekdays is to look at this painting and tell him about his mother. It can be said that his father's longing for his mother is all pinned on this portrait.Now that he has torn it up cruelly, how can he not be surprised?

Feng Ming didn't say anything, the torn portrait turned into a stream of light and rushed into his hands, and when the stream of light disappeared, it was a hairpin carved with a phoenix spreading its wings and about to fly.The place where the portrait was originally hung has also changed, and it is a door.There is only one irregular groove on the door, which is exactly the same size as the phoenix hairpin in Fengming's hand.

Feng Luo was startled for a while, never thinking that the portrait of her mother would hide such a big secret.

Feng Ming pushed the entire Phoenix hairpin into the groove, and the hairpin turned into liquid as if being burned by an invisible flame, and flowed into the groove until it was full.

Seeing that the groove had been filled up by the hairpin, Feng Ming bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood, and the door opened slowly with a "Zhi Ya".A stone step that is only one person wide extends to the ground, and the bottom is pitch black, and nothing can be seen clearly.

"Let's go with father."

Feng Ming spread his palms, a cluster of pure red flames burst into flames, and he led Feng Luo down the stone steps.

The stone steps were very long, and it took about half an hour for the father and son to reach the destination.

Unlike the stone steps where you can't reach your fingers, there is a sea of ​​fire underneath the ground. In the sea of ​​fire, there is a Chiba Chiyan lotus in full bloom, and a golden-red round bead is sucking in and out of the lotus.

"This is?" Feng Luo looked at his father, hoping he could give him an explanation.

"See that bead?"

Feng Luo nodded.His father's eyes were wrong, and he felt very sad. He couldn't help squeezing the palm of his father's hand in worry.

Feng Ming froze slightly, then comforted him: "Father is fine, don't worry. It's your mother's demon pill, the only relic she left you."

Feng Luo opened his eyes wide in surprise, staring fixedly at the golden-red bead. He finally understood why his father lost control of his emotions.

"Is that mother's demon pill? She won't be resurrected again, right?" Feng Luo clenched her fists and looked straight at Feng Ming. "You told me that my mother will be reborn from Nirvana, is it also false?"

"I……"

Facing Feng Luo like this, Feng Ming opened his mouth and didn't know how to explain it, and finally couldn't bear to look away. "Yes. Your mother... her soul is gone."

"fraud!"

Feng Luo couldn't believe that her beloved and trusted father had lied to her, even for 1000 years.

"I... I'm sorry..." Feng Ming hugged Feng Luo, whose eyes were red, and his voice choked up: "I'm sorry, father didn't mean it."