Feng Ge had no choice but to talk about it left and right, coughed a few times, and reprimanded: "Men and women don't kiss, in front of the public, what kind of system is pulling and pulling!" "Don't let it go! You're pinching me to death! Xia Yanbing still had tears on her face and began to splash. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The middle-aged woman looked at this scene, trembled, and whispered: "Princess, don't be rude to your seniors, let go, let go." Xia Yanbing glared back at her, and said in a coquettish voice: "What senior?" He's my brother! The middle-aged woman's mind crashed instantly, which one is this trouble, Princess Yanbing's brother? There is no such prince!

Brother called, Fengge really lost his temper, and he was relied on by this little girl, and it didn't end well. "What do you want to do?" Feng Ge opened his mouth with a bitter face, neither admitting nor denying it. Although Xia Yanbing was rude, Bing Xue was smart, guessing that Feng Ge had a last resort, and he didn't force him to admit his identity in public, but when he got the opportunity, how could he stop there.

"You're robbing me of something!" Xia Yanbing opened her mouth with a crying voice, and Feng Ge hurriedly returned the jade pendant to her. "You hurt me!" Feng Ge hesitated for a moment, and a few jade bottles appeared in his hand, and he also reminded: "I don't know what the specific effect of the pill in this is, you can find someone to test it yourself." Xia Yanbing's eyes lit up and shouted, "Senior Sister Hong, help me test!" "In the excitement, I grabbed the sleeve of Fengge and didn't let go, today I can't let him run away if I catch a big brother!

Senior Sister Hong trembled and took the jade bottle from the Wind Singer, opened it and looked at it, the Qi Pill, the Suspicious God Pill, the Hundred Flowers Jade Bee Jelly, and ---- and the Zhuji Dan! With a shake of his hand, he almost dropped the jade bottle to the ground. "Senior Sister Hong, is it useful?" Xia Yanbing urged, "It's too useful---- it's too precious." Senior Sister Hong Mumu replied, I really believe that this senior is the princess's brother, otherwise it is impossible to be so good to the princess--- so good that she is jealous.

Feng Ge breathed a long sigh of relief, this matter was finally over. But seeing Xia Yanbing staring at him, his eyes lit up, and his smile was like a flower, Feng Ge's heart tightened, and he had a bad feeling. "Brother Qingmo, when we meet for the first time, do you have to give some greeting gifts?" Xia Yanbing said coquettishly. "I'm really not your -----" Before Feng Ge finished speaking, Xia Yanbing immediately cried and was pitied, this speed of changing his face made Feng Ge meet his opponent.

was falsely accused by the little girl, admit it, and it is advisable to get out as soon as possible. "Alright, alright, what do you want? Go ahead. Feng Ge said helplessly, Xia Yanbing smiled happily in an instant, and this face changed, which made Feng Ge smile bitterly. No wonder Xia Ye wanted to let himself help him discipline his sister, but fortunately he didn't go, this girl, who provokes who is unlucky.

"What Brother Qingmo gives, what the little sister wants, I don't choose." Xia Yanbing immediately seemed to be a different person, very well-behaved and sensible. This gift is really not easy to give, when Feng Ge was thinking about it, who knew that Xia Yanbing then said: "Senior Sister Hong, what is the most lacking after entering the sect?" "Since she is the princess's brother, Senior Sister Hong is not so afraid, and maybe she can get some benefits from it." The most lacking spirit crystal! Senior Sister Hong replied in a low voice.

Xia Yanbing immediately looked at Feng Ge. To give! Feng Ge gritted his teeth, flipped his hand, and a large handful of spirit crystals appeared in his hand, but he saw the little girl staring at his other hand, I will give it again! Holding a bunch of spirit crystals in both hands, "Senior Sister Hong, hurry up, don't let Brother Qingmo hold it, it's weird and tired." Xia Yanbing shouted happily, still pulling Fengge's sleeves with both hands. I'm not tired, I'm just distressed, this time it's okay. "Brother Qingmo, my little sister is about to enter the fairy gate, but her mana is weak, she will be bullied, and she will embarrass you, if only there was something to defend herself." Xia Yanbing is a demon moth again. Ritual weapons? Brother give! Please don't keep pulling my sleeves, okay! The wind song head is big.

The divine sense swept in the storage bag, picked a magic sword used by the female cultivator, and found that there were a pair of bells, all of which were high-quality products, and I don't know which unlucky ghost they came from, so let's give them together. Xia Yanbing only felt very happy, but Senior Sister Hong was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth, she had practiced for decades, and she barely reached the late stage of Qi training, and the magic weapon on her body, from the beginning of her use to the present, could not be compared with the two sent by Feng Ge.

Xia Yanbing was satisfied, and finally let go of Fengge's sleeves. Feng Ge let out a sigh of relief, so tired, more tired than fighting with monks. I actually sympathized with Xia Ye a little, with such a sister on the stall, no wonder I was sad to death, looking for helpers everywhere. Who knew that this was not over, the little girl blinked her eyes cutely again, and asked curiously: "Brother Qingmo, how can you have such a thing on you?" After speaking, he did not shy away from suspicion, and reached out to lift his cloth robe, wanting to see what was going on.

Dead girl, on purpose! Feng Ge couldn't stand it, so she hurriedly asked her to stop, took out a storage bag from her pocket, picked a delicate one and handed it to her, and said angrily: "Storage bag, how to use it and let your senior sister teach you." After speaking, he found that Senior Sister Hong, staring at the storage bag in his hand, and give it to him, anyway, he has already lost a lot, pretend to be arrogant.

Senior Sister Hong was pleasantly surprised and gave a big gift to Feng Ge. Senior Sister Hong is also a low-level person in Hanmo Building, otherwise how could she take this to mortal dust to protect the royal family and delay the task of cultivation. I originally wanted to exchange my contribution points for a storage bag that I had loved for decades after completing the task, but I didn't expect that a spirit crystal would not be spent, and the wish was fulfilled in advance.

With the novelty of the goodies, Xia Yanbing temporarily left this brother behind and urged Senior Sister Hong to teach her how to use the storage bag. After learning it, it was like the beginning of the wind song, getting things in, getting them out, and cheering. Fengge smiled, a little warm, grew up lonely, and rarely experienced the warmth of family affection.

It's time to go, or this girl will have to play tricks again. Feng Ge took out the eyebrow raising sword, stepped on it and flew into the air, exclaiming all around, and kneeling on the ground. "If you lose the peel of the melon, you can smash such a good brother, I'm so lucky!" Xia Yanbing's eyes flashed with little stars, muttering to herself, and Senior Sister Hong kept nodding in agreement. Seeing that Feng Ge was about to disappear from sight, he saw him turn back again, stopped in the air, and said sternly: "Girl, what I said before, don't be a deaf ear, keep it in mind!" Also, Hanmo Building is not a good place, don't follow those people and don't learn well! Otherwise, even in front of your brother, I, I will pinch you to death! ”

This is a star, but also a warning. Although Xia Yanbing didn't understand why this brother had such a deep prejudice against his future sect, she knew that this was not a joke, so she hurriedly bowed and replied: "Brother Qingmo, don't worry, I will definitely keep it in mind." Feng Ge sighed in her heart, the world is unpredictable, and when I meet her in the future, I don't know what will happen." Girl, today's incident should be regarded as a dream, forget it. When Xia Yanbing raised his head, the wind song had disappeared, and the words were still echoing in his ears.