Fast Travel: Blackened villains always want to monopolize me

Chapter 131

Feng Tingyu didn't stay any longer and went out directly.

Feng Chun stared at the door closed by her for a while, lowered her eyes and pursed her lips, then slowly turned her head and looked at the person on the couch.

Tears just rolled down again without warning.

Ah Jin...

Outside the door, sensing someone coming out from behind, Yan Chu turned around, suddenly opened his arms, and took Feng Tingyu into his arms.

"Afeng..."

Feng Tingyu embraced him gently.

"Ah Feng, master, she...is a very good person, right?"

"Ah."

Feng Tingyu responded, pondered for a moment and suddenly said: "It's just...a little stupid."

This tone is like a smile, but also like something else.

Yan Chu snorted, as if laughing.

……

"Miss Feng, we, the patriarchs, discussed together and decided to hand over the disposal of Hong Zhoulin to Mr. Yan Chu of the Guige. After all, there is a deep hatred between them, and they should be treated first. Let Mr. Yan deal with it."

"Uh... I just hope that Hong Zhoulin can be handed over to us after Mr. Yan finishes his revenge. After all... we still have to give an explanation to the many righteous men in the rivers and lakes."

Feng Tingyu nodded and bowed to them.

"Since that's the case, Feng will thank you all on behalf of Fengfeng Pavilion and Yanchu."

She was not surprised that these patriarchs would hand over Hong Zhoulin to Fengyu Pavilion.

This is to sell a good one to Fengyu Pavilion, which means that they can live in harmony in the world in the future.

After all, among these aristocratic families, some of them followed Hong Zhoulin to discredit Fengyu Pavilion.

Facing the deep meaning expressed by the other party, Feng Tingyu just nodded lightly, and the expression on his face was as invisible as ever.

Seeing this, the Patriarchs looked at each other in blank dismay.My heart suddenly felt a little uncertain.

But after hearing her thank you just now, she didn't mean to care about them, and everyone felt relieved.

After talking with the Patriarchs, Feng Tingyu took Yan Chu to the place where Hong Zhoulin was being held.

When he reached the door, Feng Tingyu suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at the person beside him, said "Go in", and gave him a comforting look.

The corners of Yan Chu's eyes were already red, and since he said he was going to see Hong Zhoulin, he had fallen into this state.

Those reddened eyes were full of forbearable hatred.

Deep and unforgettable.

Feng Tingyu lowered his gaze, and saw that his hands hanging on both sides were clenched tightly, the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and at the same time, he was trembling slightly.

She sighed secretly, bent slightly and stretched out her hand, took one of his hands, and gently shook it as if to comfort him.

Seeing him looking at him, Feng Tingyu nodded, "Go in, you can torture him however you want, but be careful not to hurt yourself."

Yan Chu shook his head and nodded vigorously, then step by step, stepped into here.

Watching his figure gradually disappear behind the door, Feng Tingyu sighed vaguely.

After about half an hour, Yan Chu came out.

In one hand he held a sword that was stained red with blood.

Even his body was splashed with a lot of red spots.

As soon as he saw the wind and the rain, Yan Chuyin finally couldn't hold back his emotions for a long time.

His eyes were red, and he stared at her unblinkingly.

With a "snap", the sword in his hand lost his grip and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Feng Tingyu took the initiative to step forward, ignoring the blood on his body, and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around him.

"It's over, Ah Chu."

yeah...it's all over...

It's all over.

He finally took revenge, finally he no longer had to live in a nightmare, and finally comforted his parents and their spirits in heaven...

He hugged her tightly back regardless, with a trembling voice: "Ah Feng..."

(End of this chapter)