The panic in Su Fenglin's eyes flashed, and she believed that the evil spirit eyes had seen it.

"It seems that Mr. Su is a little nervous." The evil spirit smiled again: "Just give these grains and grass to Mr. Su, otherwise, if I blow up Major General Feng's camp, he will hate me to death." ”

“...”

Su Fenglin doesn't like the coquettish appearance of the evil spirit's eyes, that's my person, what are you thinking about?

Of course, Su Fenglin couldn't have a seizure, she was still Mr. Su of Drunken Yuexuan, she was a man, she forcibly held back the anger in her heart, and arched her hand: "Since this is the case, then we will leave first." ”

She kept saying in her heart that she couldn't be angry with the little girl.

"This evil spirit eye is indeed beautiful, the water spirit eyes, graceful posture, like the elf who fell into the mortal world, you say, now Major General Feng has no good match, and this evil spirit eye likes Major General Feng so much, it is better."

"Why not as good as what?"

Su Fenglin asked lightly.

"It's better to simply let Major General Feng marry her back to Da Zhou, that's double happiness!"

"Bang!"

As soon as the big man finished speaking, he received a heavy blow on the head.

I saw Su Fenglin looking at the white feather fan casually, and blew a sigh and said: "Huh~ As a person from the Nine Heavens Region, he actually wants to collude with the evil clan, punish the military salary for March, demote two levels, and not eat for a day!" ”

"Huh?"

The big man had a sad face, he wanted to refute a few words, but looking at Su Fenglin's breezy face, he was instantly speechless.

This Mr. Su is angry, could it be that he is sad?

"Heh, Zhang Laosan, the evil spirit eyes of other people are obviously the best match for Mr. Su, look at one white and one black, you are a messy mandarin duck spectrum, Mr. Su doesn't punish you!"

"That's it, didn't you see that Mr. Su was jealous? It's still there..."

"Whoever speaks will be fined twenty battles and paid one month's salary."

Zhang Laosan, who was still sad, heard that those gloating people were punished, and his heart suddenly felt better.

On the contrary, it was Su Fenglin, who had been gloomy all the time.

It's not worrying to go to the Evil Saint Battlefield, it's really- damnable!

...

"You and Lord Drunken Moon Xuan, but—partnership?"

When listening to this question, Feng Nianjun was originally drinking Jun Moxiao, but subconsciously he swallowed it.

"Ahem." Feng Nianjun coughed dryly twice, and nodded in the latter's gaze: "Sort of." ”

Without waiting for Long Reverse Scale to ask, he said again: "If Mr. Su's sister Su Huang'er is also the master of Xuan." ”

“...”

"Su Huang'er..."Long Zhilu said those three words lightly, and Su Huang'er's face came to mind in the ladies banquet that day, and he slowly lowered his head, indeed, a woman like Su Huang'er, only Major General Feng can be worthy of him.

This Su Huang'er, isn't it Su Fenglin? The dragon reversed the scales and said in his heart.

"Eh, don't talk about that." Feng Nianjun stopped: "I remember that it was the fox clan that your Qinglong Empire sent to the Evil Saint Battlefield back then, and that Su Zongheng has been rumored to be known about his deeds until now, and I don't know what your Qinglong Empire thinks of killing such a general." ”

Hearing this, Long Reverse Scales smiled bitterly: "I don't know either." ”

"Hey! Do you want to meet the crown prince of my Great Zhou? ”

"Prince Da Zhou?"

Feng Nianjun spoke too jumpy, and he was still talking about Su Zongheng in the first half, and now he suddenly jumped on the crown prince of Da Zhou.

"yes, didn't you ask him for medicine? Why don't you want to meet? ”

"I think about it, but the prince of Da Zhou has a lot of opportunities, and his whereabouts are haunting. I heard from the world that when the 30,000 evil clans besieged the 3,000 human clans, no one found the whereabouts of the prince of the Great Zhou, and I never even saw him, so how could I have the opportunity to meet him? "The eyes of the dragon against the scales are all worship, the thousand-year-old king is in control, who doesn't want to see it?

"Hey!"

Feng Nianjun patted Long Reverse Scale's shoulder, and said with a heroic face: "I'll let you see today, the heroic posture of the Prince of Great Zhou!" ”

As he spoke, under the latter's puzzled gaze, he took off his armor, revealing the blue robe inside the armor, the corners of which rose with the breeze. With long jet-black hair fluttering, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a sharp long sword at his waist, Feng Nianjun at this moment does look like he has a trace of kingly spirit.

"How?"

Feng Nianjun said with a smile: "Look, my clothes are made in imitation of His Royal Highness the Prince, and when I wear them, does I also have a kingly spirit?" ”

"Hmm..."

The dragon was helpless, although for a moment, he felt a trace of coercion.

"Ahem!" Feng Nianjun suddenly turned upright: "According to the number of enemies you have accumulated this month, there will be five more days at most, and you will be able to earn enough merits to go back." ”

"Hmm."

The dragon reversed the scale and nodded, although he was not treated by the Dragon Emperor, but as a son of man, he couldn't be filial, otherwise how could he risk his life to go to the Evil Saint Battlefield?

...

Front, South.

The young man in blood red still had a sharp face.

In the internal affairs of the camp tent, he relied on enough meritorious service to sit in the position of the general, and the people standing on both sides were his generals.

"Jiang Gongzi."

In the tent, a general with a tiger carving on his armor came out with his fist.

"General Zhang, why do you have anything to say?" Jiang Wuwu looked at him very impatiently, although he had a little bit of intelligence, but he never used his intelligence in soldiers, but...

"The eldest princess sent a letter, saying that the son not only has to assist Major General Feng to fight the enemy, but also take care of his life's affairs, and the eldest princess has written a letter to Major General Feng, and Major General Feng can understand." When the general had finished his prayers, he retreated to the back.

One person stood up, and the rest of the deputies also all admonished.

"A few days ago, I also received a letter from the eldest princess, saying that we should urge Jiang Gongzi to live for life."

"Well, I also received it, let Jiang Gongzi go back, the eldest princess specially found a few ladies for her!"

General Zhang Shen heard what those guys said and looked at them with wide eyes, wow, these things are actually hidden, waiting for themselves to speak!

"Open up, what are we doing? Why don't you persuade Jiang Gongzi and let him go back to marry soon? ”

"You... You guys! ”

General Zhang pointed at the group of horses, and his angry nose came out of the air.

Jiang Wuwu sat in his position, looking at the persuasion below, his brows slowly furrowed.

Brother Feng hasn't married, what's the hurry for my mother?

Do you also say that you will arrange everyone to show off your girlfriends? Are you afraid that I will not be married?

"That's enough."

Jiang Wuwu was irritable in his heart, and stood up and looked at them: "I already have someone I like, you don't need to say much. ”

"Someone you like?" When General Zhang heard this, he frowned, why had he never heard Jiang Wuwu mention it.

"Stop me, there is Jiang Gongzi's tent in front of me, don't trespass!"

"Catch the assassin!"

"Huh?"

Jiang Wuwu got up suddenly, and he saw a woman in white open the tent, her eyes were red, and she ran towards him tremblingly.

"I... I've been looking for you for a long time! ”