Mrs. Yan looked at Yan Yan helplessly.

Does she want to praise the phoenix dance? Doesn't she want to boast about her daughter? But the problem is that you Yan Yan must have something worthy of praise, right?

Mrs. Yan looked Yan Yan up and down, left and right, back and forth, the more she looked, the more she felt that she was useless, and the more she looked, the more she frowned and shook her head.

Yan Yan couldn't stand it: "Mother, what kind of eyes are you?" ”

Mrs. Yan: "Alas, tell me about you, in addition to cultivation, what kind of Feng girl do you compare?" ”

Yan Yan was extremely depressed: "Mother, dare to be so useless in your heart?" Didn't you hate Feng Wu before, thinking that she was arrogant and strong, and proud of her? ”

Mrs. Yan said angrily: "People who have no confidence are arrogant, which is really annoying, but she has this capital, and people are arrogant and arrogant, what can you do?" ”

Yan Yan stomped her feet angrily: "Are you still my mother?!" ”

"It's because it's your own mother that you tell the truth." Mrs. Yan rubbed her eyebrows, "You touch your conscience and ask yourself, what else do you have besides being born?" ”

Yan Yan: "!! "Sure enough, it's my own mother!

"Although Miss Feng can't cultivate, but she has found another way, and her future is still bright, even if you don't look at this, just for the sake of seeing how many times she saved us, you shouldn't treat others like that, and respect her in the future, you know?" Mrs. Yan stared at Yan Yan for a moment, "I'm still busy with your little aunt's business, don't make trouble for me." ”

Hearing this, Yan Yan was immediately excited, and she grabbed Mrs. Yan's hand: "Mother, is that girl really sent by Aunt Chu?" Damn it! I would have killed her before I knew it! ”

Mrs. Yan sneered: "Can she escape this time?" ”

……

Mrs. Yan and Yan Yan's voices drifted apart.

And at this moment, inside the tent, Feng Wu listened to Mrs. Yan's words, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake her head. I didn't expect Mrs. Yan to praise her, which was really unexpected.

Shaking his head and emptying his thoughts, Feng Wu decided to start treating Lady Ning with the Dragon Spirit Tongue Grass.

The juice of the dragon spirit tongue grass is verdant, and the fragrance of the phoenix dance boiling is fragrant.

"Feed her." Feng Wu lightly instructed Mama Qu.

Mama Qu hurriedly stepped forward and took it with a spoonful of soups and spoonfuls of them.

Feng Xun stared at Feng Wu nervously: "Is my little aunt okay?" ”

Feng Wu took his little tiger boy from Feng Xun's hand, and said slowly: "Mrs. Ning will wake up in a quarter of an hour, but she is now weak, her aura is seriously depleted, and her weakness cannot be replenished, so it is good to feed some liquid food, such as white porridge, and I will come to see her tomorrow." ”

With that, Feng Wu hugged her little tiger boy and left.

Feng Wu, the little tiger cub, looks very thin, probably because it was born in less than a month, it has been closing its eyes until now, smashing its mouth, and its little appearance is very innocent.

"Huh, little tiger?" When Feng Wu and Qiu Ling went back, the beautiful lady was sitting bored embroidering, and when she saw the cute little tiger in Feng Wu's hand, her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up.

Feng Wu said: "This little guy was just born for a short time, after her mother died, I cut it out, if I didn't find it at the time, its little life would be gone." ”

Hearing Feng Wu say this, the beautiful mother's love was suddenly overflowing, and she was very distressed about the little tiger boy, and hurriedly stretched out her slender jade hand to pick it up.

The little tiger boy turned over his palm-sized little body, his belly was facing up, and his two little paws were placed on his cheeks, and he slept cutely, and everyone was melted by its cute heart.