Jun Moran, who was reclining on the screen-backed chaise longue, also wanted to figure out the reason why his emotions were out of control.

Therefore, he closed his eyes lightly, and with extraordinary ear power, he listened attentively to the analysis of chasing the limelight.

At the same time, the iron hand tilted his head, his eyes flashed, and he looked up at the wind chasing the scorching red sun of the dome with great admiration.

He raised his hand quite intimately, chasing the wind and blocking the scorching sun above his head, "Why do you have to stare at the sun for no reason?" Look at the red circles under your eyes, and the tears are about to burst out. ”

Chasing the wind wiped a handful of tears from the corners of his eyes, and the god muttered, "Go aside, men bleed without tears!" There were not tears in my eyes. It is the king's full love for General Feng Xiao. ”

Hearing the end, Jun Moran felt more and more uncomfortable. Feng Wuwu is obviously a man, how could he fall in love with a man?

Although he does not like to be close to women, it does not mean that he has a sexual problem.

Take the female thief who slighted him a few days ago, Jun Moran wanted to break her body into pieces, but he had to admit that that feeling seemed to be ...... It's pretty good.

In just a moment, Jun Mo, who has always been self-disciplined, was in turmoil.

Thinking of the arrogant female thief with a mouth like a firebolt, Jun Mo's body was shocked, and the anger in his chest began to rub again.

It's incredible.

Yesterday, he still wanted to crush the flower thief and scatter her ashes, but today he left her behind.

If you want to blame, you can only blame Feng Wuwu for being too interesting, so that he almost forgot to ignore him, insulted him, made him eat his feet, slapped his buttocks, and stole his shameless female thief.

Boom –

He was depressed and indignant, and under the dark brocade robe, the sharp palm wind carried a murderous aura, as if thousands of sharp blades were shooting towards all sides at the same time.

In an instant, the grass and trees in the courtyard were withered, and the boulders were broken, leaving only the overwhelmed withered leaves and yellow sand, and the "leeks" who were stunned and uneasy in place.

The yellow sand in the sky had not yet dispersed, Jun Moran suddenly got up and strode towards the frightened Feng Wuwu.

Seeing this, Jun Fu thought that Feng Wuwu had completely angered Jun Mo Ran, and stood behind Jun Mo Ran with joy to add fuel and vinegar, "Brother Wang, don't let him go!" Not to mention his cruel act of roasting and killing Xiangxiang, just because he destroyed the longevity lock given by Prince Yu, he should be punished by the nine clans! ”

Hearing this, Jun Moran's footsteps paused slightly.

"What Prince Yu gave you, isn't it a life-urging lock? Since he had the intention of poisoning the king's younger sister, the king went to his prince's mansion. ”

Jun Mo's demonic voice reappeared, and the killing intent was compelling, enough to make the listener frightened.

Jun Fu didn't expect Jun Mo Ran to make a fuss about the longevity lock, and he panicked.

It stands to reason that the birthday gift given to her by Prince Yu should be worn on herself, rather than casually put it on the duck's neck.

"Brother Wang, Fu'er knows that she is wrong. This matter has nothing to do with the birthday gift given by Prince Yu, but Fu'er is not optimistic about Xiangxiang. ”

Jun Fu was so frightened that he knelt on the ground with a "poof", and his hands clutched Jun Mo's robe.

"Go back and think about it behind closed doors."

Jun Moran's voice was cold, and he gave Jun a death order without discussion.

"Fu'er quit."

Jun Fu raised Yingying's teary eyes and glared at Feng Wuwu fiercely, unwilling to retire.

Feng Wuwuquan didn't see Jun Fu's resentful eyes, and shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly.

After all, out of the Regent's Mansion, it is impossible for her and Jun Fu to cross paths again.

"Feng Wuwu, follow this king into the house."

Jun Mo Ran walked in front of Feng Wuwu and looked at her condescendingly.

For some reason, he always felt that her clever mouth was especially similar to the female thief who despised her the day before.

Feng Wuwu immediately bounced back more than two feet, she clasped her hands around her chest, staring at Jun Mo Ran with a gloomy face, "Regent, if you have any needs, you can accept a few concubines and a few rooms." The little one would rather bend than bend, I'm afraid that I can't serve your old man closely. ”