Feng Jinghong looked at her arrogant appearance, and the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened.

Embracing her into his arms, he was satisfied.

Xiao Tian'er is only willful to him, arrogant to him alone, unreasonable, and coquettishly warned.

She was only like this in front of him alone, and of course he should be spoiled well, which was a necessary thing.

"Feng Jinghong, wait for the poison Ding to recognize the master, I want to go through the experience." She leaned into his arms and whispered.

Her current strength is not enough, and she doesn't want to go to the imperial capital of the East Linguo.

The reason why they didn't make a move on her in the Imperial Capital Temple of Dongmu Country was because they didn't want the Chaos Fire to be known to others.

Once he left the country of Toki, the temple no longer had any scruples.

"Okay." He answered.

"Don't worry, I will go to the imperial capital of the eastern border, and then I will go to the temple." Her voice was a little colder.

Half of Grandpa Luo Zi's soul was taken away by Suzaku, and now they are still the living dead, no matter what, she has to save Grandpa Luo Zi.

"Okay, I'll wait for the wind." Accompany her to the road of the strong and walk to the top with her.

In this world, isn't it just that the strong are respected?

"Okay." She nodded.

The two hugged each other and were silent for a while, Feng Jinghong seemed to think of something.

"What's the deal with that ink painting?" Vinegary words rang out, with a few twists.

Luo Tianfeng was stunned and said hello all over his head.

Ink painting?

Who is it?

"Do I know ink painting?" Luo Qianfeng blinked.

"Huh? It's the one who went to the mountain behind Luojia. Feng Jinghong straightened his back and looked at her.

Luojia back mountain, ink painting......

Luo Tianfeng was suddenly full of black lines, and he actually called that who ink painting.

But, yes.

But it doesn't look like it lately, it's more like a piece of jade, warm jade.

"I haven't seen him since I came out of the auction, have you seen him?" Luo Tianfeng asked puzzledly, and brought up what he was doing.

Feng Jinghong snorted, his chin raised, "I met him when I went to look for you just now." ”

Luo Tingfeng: "......"

I see.

"And then, what did you say?" Luo Qianfeng asked.

"Not then." It's just the first time that I feel that this prince of the palace family is more powerful than the rumors.

It is rumored that Gong Jue is as gentle as jade, and his piano skills are unique in the world.

It can make the white bird come to the court, it can make the beasts peaceful, it can calm the war, and it can destroy people's hearts and kill.

On the other side of the Lintian Continent, he is respected, and everywhere he goes, ten thousand people greet him!

"And what are you?" Luo Tingfeng hooked a wisp of green silk from him and tapped his nose.

It's so sour, it seems like something.

"It's not nice to see him." Hmph, yes, that's it.

"Poof!" Luo Tingfeng laughed.

He can say so justifiably when he sees that people are unhappy, well, he is worthy of the Nine Princes.

"Don't worry, they're not as good as you, and they're not as good as you." I refused to leave, and then I really couldn't drive away.

"That's it." He nodded proudly and contentedly.

Luo Qianfeng looked at him like this, and didn't know whether to laugh or say anything.

He is still proud of his feelings, and the dignified Nine Princes have become hooligans, doesn't he plan to reflect at all?

"Nine Princes, you are the first prince Feng Jinghong praised by outsiders, do they know that you are a scoundrel?" She asked with a soft cough.

Feng Jinghong smiled proudly, and his finger stretched out and tapped the tip of Luo Tianfeng's nose.

"You don't need others to know about being a husband, as long as the Nine Princesses know alone, it's enough."