In the end, they even started to quarrel over a little thing. The two of them slowly became more and more unfamiliar. The hearts of the two people are also getting farther and farther apart. Until the marriage broke down.

The two of them got married, and although they didn't stay out for long, they lived in Feng Perry for ten years.

This man loves her as always, Feng Zhijing feels that Junzimo loves her more and more, and every time she looks at her, she is so hot and pampered.

Jun Zimo felt Feng Zhijing's eyes and looked at him very hotly. Being seen as this way by the woman you love. Jun Zimo couldn't help but bow his head and kiss Feng Zhijing's soft mouth.

Jun Zimo dragged the back of Feng Zhijing's head with one hand and put one hand on the wall.

And Feng Zhijing leaned against the wall. Feng Zhijing slowly responded to Jun Zimo. Although Feng Zhijing has kissed Jun Zimo so many times, she is still very clumsy.

Their kiss grew hotter and hotter. Until Feng Zhijing couldn't breathe, Jun Zimo had to let go.

Feng Zhijing was kissed and had no strength, so she grabbed Jun Zimo's clothes with one hand to keep herself from falling. Jun Zimo picked up Feng Zhijing and walked towards their residence.

Jun Zimo gently hugged Feng Zhijing to the bed, and went to bed himself, and then kissed Feng Zhijing again.

Feng Zhijing was dizzy from the kiss. The last room ripples.

However, Jun Zimo was very restrained, and he stopped as long as he had to do it once, and he was worried about Feng Zhijing's body.

Maybe it's because she's too tired, Feng Zhijing gets drowsy just once.

Jun Zimo didn't bother her either. Pick Feng Zhijing up and take her to the hot spring for a simple wash. changed her into clean clothes and let Feng Zhijing sleep well.

Jun Zimo soaked in the hot spring by himself for a while and changed into clean clothes. I went to the kitchen and made a lot of delicious food for Feng Zhijing.

When he came back, Feng Zhijing was still sleeping. He didn't let himself lie down next to Feng Zhijing, and it didn't take long for him to fall asleep.

When they woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day. Feng Zhijing didn't want to go to alchemy anymore, because she didn't know how long it would take to refine, so it was better to simply cultivate for a while.

Get a good night's sleep and wait until tomorrow to go to alchemy. They stayed in Fontperi for a few days until the weather outside brightened.

Feng Zhijing and Jun Zimo finished washing, took the pill and came out, and got the cobra to Feng Perry.

They came out a little early today, and the slave and maid hadn't delivered food yet.

Feng Zhijing was a little hungry. Jun Zimo took out a plate of pastries for her from the space ring. There is also a cup of hot tea, let Feng Zhijing cushion first.

When Feng Zhijing was about to eat the third point, Jun Zimo stopped Feng Zhijing and didn't let her continue to eat.

"Don't eat any more, baby, I'll eat some hot rice later, these things can only be mated, not used as staple food. Jun Zimo directly received the pastry into the space ring.

Feng Zhijing had a feeling that Jun Zimo raised her as a daughter. It's always about this, that.

Feng Zhijing likes this feeling very much, some people care about it, and some people love it. Maybe the previous life was used to the gentleman's ink pipe.

She doesn't feel bad. Instead, I like it. This is Zhou Yu's willingness to fight Huang Gai, and the willingness to suffer.

But I didn't have to eat, I couldn't eat, and I was a little unhappy. Stay there with a puff.

Fortunately, within a few minutes the slave came knocking on the door again. More meals were brought this time. There are about 10 dishes. And some rice.

Put yourself without knowing these dishes. It was specially made for the two of them by the neighbors, and others did not have the treatment.

These dishes are all high-quality and are made for them by a dedicated chef. The leader family has a dedicated chef. Give them these people to cook.

The father and son agreed that their eyes lit up.

You put on your own dish, it's very delicious, much better than last time. Feng Zijian said that he gave Jun Zimo two pieces of the dishes he had eaten, and asked him to taste them too.

Gentleman Mo Jieqi tasted it slowly, and finally nodded, these dishes are indeed delicious, even better than what he made, this is the best dish he has ever tasted.

"It's delicious, you eat more. "That's what I told.

Feng Zijian was so happy to eat, nodded, and continued to eat with his head down. He eats fast. The mouth is stuffed to the brim.

I was so worried that he would be scared, but I didn't say anything more when I saw that he was so happy this time, because it was like this last time.

Feng Zijian and Jun Zimo ate these ten or so dishes, and there was not much left.

This is put upside down to eat, and it takes a little bit to stop, if it weren't for a game in a while, maybe Feng Ziqing would have to eat it.

Seeing Fang Jian fall on the chair and touch his bulging belly, he shook his head helplessly.

Luckily, they don't necessarily start the game when they go out, let alone a few minutes before the game. It can be digested and digested by the wind.

Qian Qian stepped down from the stool and lay down on the bed. He ate too much. The main reason is that these dishes are so delicious, he has never eaten them, and I said that Feng Zijian's cooking is already very delicious.

He was very picky about his meals, but he was very satisfied with today's meals.

About 10 minutes passed. It was still yesterday that the man said loudly with spiritual power: "The people who participated in the competition. Please come to the main square. ”

Feng Zijing had to get up when he heard this voice. Just look at the house like this, just like that. Gently helped him up.

You, it's delicious when you see it. Just eat more. Hold on for now, and eat less in the future. If you like to eat here, let's find the chef to cook for you.

No, I'm just eating delicious today. Steal a heart, I think your meal is the best, the last day between father and son. Always be funny.

"That's what you think. Why did you squint at the house with good-looking peach blossom eyes, Jane asked.

"Of course, no one is as good as my husband's cooking. The parents replied softly.

"Just your sweet mouth, let's go!" The house was pulled like this, and the house was built and walked out, and as soon as they opened the door, they saw that there was the Nobel Prize leading the way outside the door, and now that the house is built, how can the two of them find a fight, but someone contacted them or followed the slave and maid.

By the time they got to the square, there weren't many people today. After two games, now there are only 1,000 people left, and those who remain are masters.

How to continue according to yesterday, your own dial is still your own, and you can see that it is your opponent's number. The man said to everyone in a clever voice.

In the last experiment, today's ranking was relatively high in front and at the end of sperm, and the two people were one in front and one behind. Fan Zijian's number plate drawn today is number 75. Is the gentleman ink pumping five hundred?

After saving the number, how to divide the time, the two of them found a stool to sit on. They know that although there are few people, but the benefits are so high, it will take a long time to fight.

What's more, the funds haven't been digested yet, and his stomach is very supportive. So helplessly, he took out something like a hawthorn from his own space and gave it to Feng Zijian to eat.

This is the little fruit that the gentleman Mo is looking for for Feng Zijing, which is equivalent to the current digestive medicine.

Because madmen sometimes eat and have a stomachache when they see it. Jun Zimo specially found it for him.

Feng Zijian is very accustomed to it, and he eats it when he takes it. There was a smile between the parents, and Jun Zimo said, "Thank you, husband." ”

In this way, he reluctantly stretched out his big hand and touched his head. Eat less in the future.

Hearing this, the father and son pouted, but without answering, he continued to eat the fruit.

How do you know that it's okay to say it, because he has said it more than once before, otherwise he should eat and eat.

There was already a fight on the stage. This time there was a white-bearded old man who started the fight. and a young woman. The two of them were inseparable from each other, and it seemed that their cultivation was almost self-defeating, but they didn't even see their cultivation.

You're going to not let them meet, or you're not going to win. Father and son can't take care of their own bones, and they are staring at the stage with their eyes covered, and it is not easy to meet the master between the two.

Just look up. His two hands were thrown together, as if they were a contest of endurance. Just like that, time seems to freeze frame. It went on like that for 5 minutes.

Blood flowed from the corners of the girl's mouth, showing that she was not as humiliated as the old man. Finally, clutching my chest, I took two steps back. It appears to have suffered internal injuries. The old man didn't give him a chance to take the pill at all, and chased after him and slapped him in the chest.

The woman was directly beaten off the stage. I don't know what method the woman used, but she flew to the stage again when she dropped half of it. Song Zijun admired it very much, if it was him, he might not be able to do it.

That's when the girl made his contract. In the past few scenes, everyone didn't show its constraints, and he didn't find out the money, he thought it was a rule, but he didn't expect that today the girl took it and accepted it, and people didn't stop it.

Could it be that the third field agreed to get out of its restraints and was ordered to carry out the ideal.

In fact, Fengzi had already guessed correctly. The first two of these layers are based on their own cultivation and ability. As soon as they are gone, it depends on their overall ability.

Because contract demonic beasts are also part of them, it is their ability to contract high-level demonic beasts.

This woman actually contracted a mutant tiger, which she had always wanted. But the contract never came to fruition.

This woman actually contracted a level 6 mutant tiger. looked at Feng Zhi with envy.

You want me to catch one for you later, don't envy him. At this time, there was a comforting voice from the gentleman.

You don't have to wait, I'll catch it once. Said confidently before putting it.

He believes that with his cultivation, he can go to the life experience of the Demon Beast in the near future, and he can do it with a special fire, not to mention that he can't do it, and with the help of Jiaolong, he will definitely be able to catch one.

If the green dragon is not around, you can also go and make an appointment with a demonic beast. Lao Tzu proposed it today.

If you don't meet the right one, if you do, let's make a contract. Just said disapprovingly.

Feng Zijian knows how to be picky, and if he wants to restrain him, it must be suitable for him in all aspects. He didn't speak again, but looked like he was on stage.

At this time, the old man also summoned his contract beast to be a python, and Feng Zijian couldn't tell what breed he was. It's very high anyway.

The level is low, and the female mutant tiger is one level higher. It's a level 7 snake, and this snake is very good-looking. There are several colors on the body, and they are colorful. I don't think Feng Zijing can recognize it, even if the gentleman Mo Che is well-informed, he has never seen this kind of snake.

Don't look at this snake, it looks weird. He could even touch fire and the mutant tiger in his mouth. It was hard to divide a pot, and one of the wings was burned by the snake with fire, and although the wing was extinguished, it was injured and could not fly.

Warcraft is one level behind, and their efficiency is very different, and they have done nothing wrong.

That woman was not the old man's opponent at all, and she thought that she could defeat the old man by making her own contract hand, but she didn't expect the old man's contract beast to be more advanced than his.

Due to the mutant tiger's wings, it was injured and could not fly. I carried it in a moment, and the snake was defeated, and the woman was hit by another trick and couldn't get up again.

However, the old man was very benevolent and kind, and did not hit the woman again, but stood not far away and asked the woman.

"Have you thrown in the towel, if you do, take the pill as soon as possible!" asked the old man.

"If you win, don't talk that nonsense. The woman said unknowingly.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have enough voice in his hands. However, the tone was very bad, and there was a murderous light in his eyes, as if the old man had done something that heaven and earth would not tolerate.

The old man smiled, shook his head, and walked off the stage. It looks like it's helpless.

The show off the stage was a smooth ride, and some said that this woman was ignorant. Treat the old man's kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs.