After calming his breath a little, Feng Qianyan raised his head and roared angrily into the void: "Who is the little couple with him!"

Looking at the wind like an enraged lion cub, the smile on the corner of Xiao Yuchen's lips deepened.

"Hehe, this kid is good, if you are with him...... The old man can also rest assured. ”

"Senior, what are you kidding-"

As Feng Tianyan was talking, Xiao Yuchen's hand that was originally patting his back was stretched out to his waist, and his arm was forcefully inward, holding Feng Yanyan tightly at his side.

"Xiao Yuchen!" glared at her with a cold eye and struggled hard.

"Shhhh

Feng Qianyan was about to ask, but he heard the old man say in a deep voice: "Treat her well." ”

Who to treat? Xiao Yuchen? Let yourself treat Xiao Yuchen well? Feng Tianyan pouted: He inherited your mantle, what does it have to do with me?!

Who knows, Xiao Yuchen smiled and opened his mouth coldly: "That's natural, I don't bother with my predecessors at this point!"

Hmm? Feng Qianyan seemed to smell the strong smell of gunpowder, and frowned slightly: Why does Xiao Yuchen talk like this? !

"I hope you keep your promises. ”

Xiao Yuchen tightened his arms around Feng Tanyan, as if swearing sovereignty, and bowed slightly: "A gentleman's promise." ”

"What did you promise...... "Feng Qian Yan's lips moved slightly, and he muttered quietly.

"Time is running out...... Little friend?" shouted the old man.

"Here, here, what do the seniors command?" Feng Qiyan hurriedly responded.

"You first confess this bracelet with blood. ”

"Oh! Struggled with his arm, glared at Xiao Yuchen sideways, "Hear me, don't let go quickly, I'm going to prick my finger with a silver needle!"

"Where's the silver needle?" Xiao Yuchen asked.

"Wow. The wind shook his hand, and a silver needle was caught between his fingers.

Who knows, Xiao Yuchen's left hand stretched forward and pinched the silver needle between his fingers, and Feng Qianyan was completely encircled in his left arm.

"What are you going to do?"

"Confess the Lord with a drop of blood. Xiao Yuchen said four words calmly. Before he could react, he stretched out his right hand and wrapped the back of his right hand in his hand, pinched his delicate index finger, and whispered, "It hurts a little." With a flick of his left hand, the silver needle pierced the tip of Feng Qianyan's right index finger.

"Shhh

The moment the tip of the silver needle pierced the skin, it was withdrawn. A red bead of blood then appeared on the wind's pink fingertips. Xiao Yuchen raised his left wrist with his left hand and pasted the index finger of his right hand with blood beads on it.

Removing his fingers, the blood stains on the jade beads were quickly absorbed without a trace, and a colorful streamer wound and flowed on the bracelet.

Feng Qianyan was staring intently at the bracelet on his left wrist, and the tip of his right index finger suddenly felt a warm and moist touch. With one side of his head, his heart suddenly felt like 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping by! What a hell! What kind of medicine did he take? Why is he so naïve today?!

I saw that my index finger was being pinched by Xiao Yuchen, and the fingertips were held in my mouth......

"Xiao-Yu-Chen!" Feng tilted his face darkened, gritting his teeth word by word, but he had to lower his voice.

"Huh?" Xiao Yuchen blinked his starry eyes innocently, his thin lips opened slightly, and he took out the fingers in his mouth, looked at it himself, and then handed it to Feng Qianyan, "Okay, no more bleeding." ”