Yan Zhaoxi didn't transform into a puppet, but he changed his personality?

Is this a fork in the middle of the puppetry?

Yunhe suppressed the doubts in his heart and still looked at Yan Zhaoxi.

No matter how good Xiao Fuyi's psychological quality is, when his strength is not enough, but he faces a great grandmaster, he will inevitably feel worried.

She pulled Yan Zhaoxi behind her.

"He's my brother, and because he's been stimulated, there's something wrong here." Xiao Fuyi pointed to his head, "If you are offended, please don't worry about one of his children." ”

"Brother?"

Yun He's gaze began to fall on Xiao Fuyi's face.

However, she was still calm and kept a smile.

"But old man, look, why is he a little older than you?"

Xiao Fuyi smiled helplessly: "Because he is now like a three-year-old Mengtong, he is used to calling me a brother." ”

"Yes, now I'm the elder brother, and he's the younger brother."

This argument is actually not tenable.

She didn't know what Yunhe was thinking.

But on the face, as long as the other party doesn't tear her face, she doesn't plan to take the initiative to tear her face.

"That's interesting."

Yunhe couldn't see any joy or anger on his face.

But it was precisely like this that Xiao Fuyi was even more vigilant.

Yunhe was also very surprised, three-year-old Mengtong?

These two are not brothers, he can naturally see it.

But King Yan's mind regressed and turned into a child, is it a holy Gu?

And his martial arts, what's going on?

Yunhe wants the strongest war puppet, not a waste.

"Uncle still has to hurry?" Xiao Fuyi saw that Yunhe was silent, deliberately yawned, and took the lead in speaking.

She yawned to indicate that she was sleepy, and also meant to give an eviction order.

"The old man is not in a hurry, if you are sleepy, rest first, the old man is just in front of this fire to warm up, and also rest."

He was so unkind, Xiao Fuyi didn't know what to say.

She pulled Yan Zhaoxi and turned around and walked towards the carriage.

As soon as the two turned their backs, the gentleness on Yunhe's face disappeared, his eyes were unfathomable, and he raised his palm.

A strong aura came from behind him.

Xiao Fuyi subconsciously pulled Yan Zhaoxi to roll on the spot, which was able to avoid Yunhe's palm wind.

The coachman who was napping next to him was so frightened that he almost lost his soul.

But now no one cares about him.

Xiao Fuyi reacted quickly, and Yunhe was faster.

His first slap was originally just a temptation, but seeing Xiao Fuyi's reaction at this moment, he immediately slapped her with a second slap.

Xiao Fuyi didn't dare to palm him directly, and the silver needle in his hand swished towards the door of Yunhe.

Yunhe flicked his sleeves to block the silver needles, he was full of internal breath, and most of the silver needles were directly swept to the ground by him.

"Sure enough, it's the wasp's tail back needle, the most poisonous woman's heart."

He had seen Xiao Fuyi use a silver needle as a weapon, and when she and Yan Zhaoxi teamed up against another great grandmaster before, he and the regent were in the shadows.

But he has no grievances with Princess Yan, and he doesn't have to kill her.

"Princess Yan, the target of the deity is Yan Zhaoxi, as long as you hand him over to me, I can look under the noodles of the previous bowl of broth, and let you go!"

Xiao Fuyi's silver needles seemed to be inexhaustible, and Yunhe couldn't catch Yan Zhaoxi for a long time, so he didn't panic.

Instead, he talked about the conditions with Xiao Fuyi.

"If you let us go now, I can also feed the dog without broth!" Xiao Fuyi sneered, she knew that Yunhe didn't go all out at all.

Fighting her now is like a cat playing with a mouse.

The more she was teased, the calmer Xiao Fuyi became.

"You call the deity a dog?"

Yun He slapped his palm again, obviously displeased that the majesty of the Great Grandmaster was offended.

"I didn't say that, it's Venerable Yunhe who likes to sit in the right seat."

Her words made Yunhe angry again.