After Feng Mo Ran walked over, he sat down directly beside Xi Yanyan, and the two of them didn't continue to embarrass Feng Renzong, so the competition continued......

The two players who were supposed to play stood in the center of the field, and as soon as the person in charge of the host gave an order, the two made a move and scuffled together.

And sure enough, just like the previous subordinate introduced by Feng Mo Ran, many people who played against each other were enemies who were very angry when they met, and the more fierce the two fought, the more they fought, the more enjoyable many audiences watched.

And as they fought, the two of them started to use their knives, and they didn't know where they were hiding in advance, and began to stab each other, one of them was better, he stabbed each other in the shoulder, and then knocked his knife away, but fortunately, the knife flew in the direction of the wind and ink......

It didn't have time to fly close enough to get close to the wind and ink before it suddenly hung in mid-air.

Suppressed by an unusually strong internal force, he could no longer fly forward half a distance.

Feng Mo Ran glanced up at Xi Yanyan beside him, and the man also looked back at her with a smile, and then withdrew his big hand to release his internal force, put it on her head and touched it......

I don't know how many people's eyes have been blinded by this scene!

Could it be that the prince of flower dyeing has that kind of relationship with that man?

Broken sleeves?!

Feng Renzong opened his mouth, looking like he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it......

If Xi Yanyan is really the emperor's drunken person, but Feng Mo Dyed can have a relationship with the other party, this is not good!

No matter how Feng Mo Ran hooked up with that person, as long as the two of them got together, it would be a threat to Feng Renzong......

He drank two glasses of wine, his brow furrowed, perhaps...... While the situation has not yet developed to the point of uncontrollable development, he should act as soon as possible.

The two people on the field obviously didn't expect to be affected by the wind and ink, but fortunately, there was Xi Yanyan who made a move to settle it, and he didn't mean to worry about himself, and then they continued to hit twice absentmindedly, and the one with the shoulder injury automatically admitted defeat, and the competition was over......

"Mourning, do you think it's interesting?" Feng Mo Ran didn't want to continue watching after watching it, it was too boring, the martial arts competition should be a competition, not if you want to kill the other party, you will use whatever means you want.

The real noble people compete, they all respect each other, point to point, and use moves, just the two people on the field, it is no different from the little gangsters who have a conflict in the vegetable market and hug each other and scuffle......

"What? don't want to see it?" asked Xi Yanyan with a squint.

"Well, no. Wind ink replied.

Before she finished speaking, she felt that her eyes flickered, and her body was light, and when she came back to her senses, she was already in her arms......

"The deity will take you away. As he spoke, Xi Yanyan tightened his arms around the slender waist of the wind and ink dye, and then, on his toes, he directly used his internal force to rise into the air.

Under the gaze of the crowd, the flame of the West Flame led her out of here.

The man exerted an extremely powerful light skill, and flew all the way to a prosperous mansion, which was one of the residences under the name of Xi Yanyan.

"What are you bringing me here for?"

"Naturally, it's ......" Xi Yanyan was close to her ear, "I gave birth to a beautiful son for the deity~"

“…… Wait!" Feng Mo Dye's expression was shocked, she didn't want it!"I don't ......"

"It's too late to say anything. Xi Yanyan carried her into the mansion.

Close the door, turn off the lights, and don't even think about escaping......

Since then, the two have lived a life without shame.

Wind and ink dyeing was also successfully spoiled by the West Flame and became a waste......