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Chapter 614

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Chapter 614: Still Symbols of Wealth and Power

But how could he move the Hetun?

Take the portrait mother Feng left behind for the Hetun to see? So that the Hetun would know: Feng mother had always loved him?

But it was just an unfinished portrait, could it prove that Feng mother had always loved the Hetun?

Moreover, the time when Feng Mou painted was not clear. Perhaps, it was only when she was in love with Hetun …

If mother Feng had always loved the Hetun, why did she set a trap for Feng Yi Mountain?

The more Xueluo thought about it, the more confused he became.

She was really not sure if the rosewood that Feng mother left for Feng Xinglang, as well as the portrait inside, could move the Hetun's heart.

The reason why Hetun killed all of Feng Yishan's sons should be because Hetun hated Feng Yishan to the extreme.

Why would the Hetun hate Feng Yishan? The reason was very direct: Feng Yishan had stolen his woman!

This Feng Yishan is really something. He clearly already had a wife and children, but he was still thinking about other women!

Thinking about it this way, Xueluo felt that this letter was not too reliable either. She clearly knew that Feng Yishan was a man with a family, why would she still pester him? Or perhaps, the two of them had a mutual love?

Or in front of love, ask what is love, only call for life and death?

He couldn't just ignore the bottom line.

Alright, my moral bottom line isn't that high, okay?

For the sake of Feng Xinglang, that unreachable, almighty and evil man, wasn't it enough for him to be lowly?

Xueluo's heart was in a mess; he wanted to do his best to make up for something, but he was unable to put everything together.

Going to sleep with a heart that could not be at peace would only result in nightmares.

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The Pater Castle was already quite old.

Yet it was still a symbol of wealth and power.

Surrounded by thorns and roses, they stood majestically. The tall stone walls were covered with dark green vines, mysterious and deep.

In the magnificent castle, the luxury of the human world, so that you seem to be in the palace of the visual feast.

Little Fifteen climbed up onto one of the domed roof of the Pater Castle and shouted to Xing Ba who was lying on the ground.

"Old Xing, I'm warning you: if you don't send me back to kiss Mommy, then I'll jump out of here."

As expected, it was as Lin Xueluo and the Hetun had expected: This little guy was thinking of a way to make a ruckus in Xing Ba's heart.

The effect didn't seem to be very good, though. Old Xing was eating chocolate beans leisurely below.

"Eighth Xing, did you hear that? If you don't send me back to Mummy, I'll jump right in!" He had hurt himself! Then you just wait for your foster father to chop you into eight pieces! "

The little guy who couldn't beat Xing Ba could only use his trump card: Injuring himself and causing others' hearts to ache.

He would never be able to leave the 'fox taking the tiger's might'!

"Fifteen, after wasting so much time, are you going to jump or not?" Why don't you come down and have a meal first? You'll have the strength to jump when you're full, won't you? "

Judging from Xing Yumiao's tone, it seemed as if he completely disregarded the little guy who was trying to intimidate him.

"Old Xing, you're too arrogant!" Do you think I don't dare to jump? "

The little fellow was slightly angry from embarrassment. Of course, he didn't really want to jump. His goal was only to force Xing Ba to send him back to the Shen City, to Mommy Lin Xueluo's side.

"No no no, I believe you dare to jump! I believe you! "

Xing Ba naturally did not want to see the little thing take any risks. Even though he was fast, he was still able to block the descent of the five-meter-high LV 15 with ease.

"Then get someone to prepare the car, we're going to the airport right now! I'm flying back to my mommy! "

The little guy started to negotiate with Xing Ba again.

"Well... I really can't do it right now! But there's one thing I can assure you: In a few days, your mommy will fly back to Pater Castle from Shen City. "

Seeing that the little fellow was listening intently, Xing Ba continued with his strategy of delaying the battle:

"Think about it: if your mother can't see you, she will definitely be very anxious and miss her son so she won't need more than a few days to return to the Pater Castle! If you are not there when she comes back; how anxious she must be! "

Xing Ba's meaning was obvious: To coax the little guy, and when foster father Hetun returns to the Pater Castle, he would be free himself!

As for how the little thing will cause trouble for the foster father Hetun, that is not something that he can handle directly.

Little Rascal tilted its head and thought for a moment. It seemed to think that Xing Yumiao's words were reasonable.

If Mommy hurried back to Pater Castle, and he flew back on a plane, then Mommy would not be able to see him anymore.

"Old Xing, why don't you call Old Tweleve first?" I want to hear Mommy's voice. "

Of course, the little guy wasn't stupid. He also knew that Xing Yumiao would most likely play tricks with him.

"My good brother, aren't you making things difficult for your eighth brother? You clearly know that there's only satellite phones in Pater Castle, and it's also locked in a forbidden room by your foster father … "

Xing Ol'eighth had a good temper as he chatted with the little guy. Firstly, he had to wear down this free time. Secondly, it could be considered as a plan to delay the war.

"Old Xing, you're lying!" I went back to the Pater Castle, so there's no way my foster father wouldn't ask me about my situation. Father must have called you! "

It looked like the little fellow wasn't that easy to fool.

Indeed, just as Xing Ba returned to the Pater Castle with the little unruly thing, Hetun called.

They talked for a while and it was all about the little guy.

"Eighth brother really isn't lying to you …" Why don't you come down first and we'll discuss this further? "

Xing Ba looked like he would not admit it even if he was beaten to death.

"I can't let this go! I'll stay up there and starve myself! Or jump down and throw yourself to death! "

With such a stubborn personality, there was no one left to talk about!

Xing Ba liked this thorny little thing more and more.

"Fifteen, if you jump from such a high height, even if you don't die from the fall, you will fall down half-dead. If your mother were to see you, half-dead and covered in blood, she would definitely be grieving … "

Knowing that the little thing was filial to Lin Xueluo, Xing Ba used Lin Xueluo to provoke the little guy.

The little guy pursed his lips: "Then, then you can do it Old Eighth, give Old Tweleve a call! I really want to tell my mother that she's safe, so she doesn't have to worry about me! "

Seeing the little guy give in, Xing Ba seemed to be quite worried.

"Fifteen, come down first … We brothers can discuss everything. "Be careful not to crawl, don't fall!"

The little guy used his sleeve to wipe his snot. It seemed that he had been sitting there for too long, so his calves had become numb.

Little friend Linnuo picked up one of his feet and shook it, wanting to use his other leg to not be able to support the weight of his body. With his unstable center of gravity, the little fellow fell down from the dome.