"Futian, how many times have I told you, in private, call me the city lord, no big or small." With a cold glance at Futian, Fumei walked quickly to the chair in the center of the main hall .

Glancing at the cushion embroidered with Su Yingxia's portrait on the seat, she smiled coldly with disdain, and then sat down on it.

What was even more astonishing was that there was actually a portrait of Su Yingxia on the ground she was stepping on.

"Yes, the city lord." Fu Tian was slightly embarrassed, but in the next second he hurriedly offered a compliment with a smile.

"How is it?" Fu Mei said softly.

"The three nearby cities have been taken, and with the addition of Tianhu and Tianlan, my Fu family is now more powerful than before." Fu Tian bent over to report.

"You did a good job, I'll give you a reward to welcome Xia Zuo." Fu Mei nodded.

"Yes!" The servant replied, took out a cushion with Su Yingxia's portrait on it and placed it on the seat beside Futian.

Fu Tian then sat down firmly.

"Cheng... No, my uncle has already been found." After Fu Tian sat down, he glanced at Fu Mei's expression quietly, seeing that she was in a good mood, he said softly.

"boom!"

Fu Mei slammed the table, and she was furious, turning her face faster than turning a book: "That bitch, is he finally willing to show his face? Where is he?"

Seeing her incomparably ferocious appearance, especially when she asked where he was, his eyes were as if he wished to swallow any living person alive, Futian was speechless.

I don't know if it's because Han Sanqian's act against the gods on the trapped dragon mountain, really stimulated Fu Mei, and it was Gu You and Lu Ruoxin who were two beauties competing for husband, so she could see herself clearly How far is it from Han Sanqian.

In short, since then, Fumei has become extremely extravagant and lustful, even moody, even...somewhat perverted.

She would often find some handsome boys who looked similar to Han Sanqian to do some messy things in the house, fantasizing him as Han Sanqian, and then kept insulting Su Yingxia with words, lusting after the man she was sleeping with Su Yingxia.

She used to be sneaky, but since Ye Shijun suddenly disappeared seven days ago, leaving only an envelope with the letter of divorce written on it, but without the content of the divorce letter, she has become completely more rampant.

Perhaps, for her, being rejected by a peerless man like Han Sanqian was already an unacceptable stimulus in her life, and Ye Shijun, an ugly man who left without saying goodbye, completely humiliated her.

In short, she seemed to be crazy. Not only did catching young men and handsome men every day feel like chopping melons and vegetables, but she also sent someone to decorate the so-called Summer Palace.

Even, in private, she wants others to call her the city lord.

Perhaps, only in this way can she satisfy her incomprehensible comparison and perverted jealousy.

Looking at her terrifying eyes, Futian choked up for a while, he didn't know how to speak.

"Say!" Fu Mei roared hysterically.

"He...he's..."

"Ten... Ten Mile Pavilion!!" Glancing at Fu Mei, Fu Tian said with a little lack of confidence.

Hearing this, Fu Mei immediately slammed the table, stood up angrily with a livid face, and then rushed out angrily, Fu Tian didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly followed.

In a short while, Fu Mei led a group of vicious people and rushed out of the mansion riding on divine beasts like the wind.

The night wind is cool, but it can't wash away the breath of death in this area. Although the bright moon hangs high above the head, it never shows up around the thousands of miles around Tianhu City. Dense dark clouds shrouded it, and it was full of darkness.

It is early in the night, but the night is very quiet.

Few people come and go, and there are no vendors and small customers! JrNovels.com