"General Feng, please stay."

Chu Qi held the fox fur with both hands that still had the residual warmth of the Baili River, and Yu Feng Wuwu chased after him.

Feng Wuwu turned around in amazement, and saw that the person who came was not murderous, so he returned to his appearance as a hanger, "Jun Mo Ran, that bastard sent you?" ”

Chu Qi shook his head and replied politely and detachedly, "Chu Qi was ordered by his master to send the Silver Feather Fox Qiu to General Feng Xiao. ”

"Your master is the eighth king of a hundred miles?"

Feng Wuwu pursed his lips, slandering in his heart that he was really a blood mold in his eighth life, and in just a few days, he offended the two most unprovoked Buddhas in Donglin one after another.

When Chu Qi heard this, two blushes appeared on his pale cheeks due to anger.

He stuffed the fox fur into Feng Wuwu's arms, and then threw his sleeves away angrily, "The master is kind, but you treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs!" ”

Phew-

As soon as Chu Qi turned around, an arrow feather with blue-green flames pierced through the sky and stabbed towards his back bone impartially.

Bell –

At the last moment, Feng Wuwu used the long sword in his hand to block the arrow feathers for Chu Qi.

"The little king and eight lambs of the Baili King Eight Family, have a long memory! Scolding God and Buddha can't scold you Feng Ye, you will be punished by the world. Feng Wuwu said jokingly, but his eyes fell on the woman in black holding a bow in one hand on the eaves of the green tiles.

Chu Qi looked at the heroic Feng Wuwu in surprise, and wanted to thank but was ashamed to speak.

Feng Wuwu lightly glanced at Chu Qi, who was stunned, "Leave quickly, remember to bring the master's original words to Baili Wang Ba." ”

Since Baili Heze chose to come to her to beg for scolding, she didn't need to be polite to him.

Fox fur seems to be worth a lot.

However, you still have to scold!

Chu Qi was angry and annoyed, he really couldn't stand the insults of others like this.

But Feng Wuwu saved his life after all, and he couldn't blame her, so he just said "cherish" awkwardly, and left in a hurry.

"Feng Wuwu, put down the long sword in your hand."

The woman in black on the eaves shouted, and the scar on her cheekbones was particularly terrifying under the bright moonlight.

Feng Wuwu chuckled and said, "Woman, I have taken a fancy to you." ”

"Shameless!"

The woman in black coldly took a spit, and then dragged the beautiful girl who was hidden behind her to her.

She pulled the girl's hair with one hand, and shouted at Feng Wuwu, "Feng Wuwu, open your eyes and take a good look at who this is!" ”

"Childe!" As soon as the girl saw Feng Wuwu, two lines of tears hung on her face.

Feng Wuwu squinted his eyes slightly, stared at her for a long time, and through the memory of the original owner, he recognized that the girl in front of him was his personal maid Qingluan.

Speaking of Qingluan, there was a hint of warmth in Feng Wuwu's extremely cold eyes.

This girl is the only person who cares about her except for her eldest brother Feng Yi.

"Qingluan, don't cry." Feng Wuwu comforted her softly.

When Qingluan heard this, she cried even more fiercely, "Childe, Qingluan is useless." ”

"Nonsense. Aren't we Qingluan very powerful? Being able to be a hostage proves that you are very important in the heart of the master and valuable in the eyes of the villain. ”

Qingluan was stunned when she heard this, although the appearance of Feng Wuwu in front of her was the same as before, she was still keenly aware of the differences.

Her "son" has become lively.

The woman in black saw that their master and servant were in deep love, and said with a sneer, "Feng Wuwu, put down the long sword in your hand, and quickly restrain your hands." Otherwise, your delicate maid's life will be in jeopardy! ”

"No, Childe leave me alone!"

Hearing this, Qingluan shook his head frantically, his two eyes were more like water valves, and when the valve was opened, it was like a flood, and tears turned into beads.

When—

Feng Wuwu casually threw the long sword to the ground, turned to untie his belt and tied his hands together, and proudly flew towards the woman in black with a wink, "Woman, look at the bow I made!" Is it good-looking? ”

"Feng Wuwu, what tricks are you doing?"

The woman in black looked at Feng Wuwu, who was uneasy and unreasonable in front of her, and felt a trace of uneasiness in her heart.

Feng Wuwu was in an extremely happy mood, although she was expelled from the mansion by Jun Moran, the three-day appointment was still there. She was worried that when the deadline came, she couldn't find the flower thief, so it was not good to talk to Jun Mo Dye.

And the appearance of the woman in black happened to solve her urgent need.

"Woman, I have taken a fancy to you! Do you dare to lift your hijab and let you see your face? Feng Wuwu waved his hand, and his eyes exuded a bloodthirsty light.

The woman in black was confused, completely ignoring what Feng Wuwu said, and still yelled at her fiercely, "Unload your hands and spare your maid's life." ”

Feng Wuwu slandered Beitang Liyin's move in his heart, which was indeed ruthless enough, but unfortunately the deterrent effect was poor.

Three years ago, Qingluan was favored by the Minister of Beili Military Aircraft and wanted to be forcibly accepted as the ninth concubine. Feng Wuwu was furious, and burned down the mansion of the Minister of Military Aircraft, and withstood public opinion from all sides before rescuing Qingluan from the tiger's mouth.

Therefore, everyone in Beili knows that Qingluan is the weakness of Fengwuwu.

Now, Beitang Liyin thinks that she can handle her weakness, and dares to shout in front of her, which is really beyond her strength.

After pondering for a while, Feng Wuwu slowly raised his head and said in a low voice, "Woman, the master will say it one last time." I've taken a fancy to you, take off your mask quickly! ”

The woman in black still ignored Feng Wuwu, and still shouted to herself, "Unload your hands!" Otherwise, your handmaid will not see the sun of tomorrow morning. ”

"Our Qingluan is sleepy, and we can't see the morning sun, so there is still a sunset to enjoy. But you are destined to be buried with the stars tonight! ”

Feng Wuwu spoke, and the last silver needle in his sleeve shot towards the neck of the woman in black in an instant.

One needle to seal the throat, one move to kill!

Unexpectedly, Qingluan also took off the mask of the woman in black when Feng Wuwu made a move, "Our son-in-law has taken a fancy to you, why don't you thank you?" ”

The moment the mask was removed, Feng Wuwu was ecstatic, "God really help me!" ”

Qingluan wiped away the little tears on his face, kicked the body of the woman in black who was not yet stiff off the eaves, and then made a squat, jumped over, and landed smoothly in front of Feng Wuwu.

She looked at Feng Wuwu, who was shining with wolf light, and asked softly, "Miss, do you really like this woman?" ”

"Ye really likes her body, it's not bad to be a substitute for the dead."

Feng Wuwu slowly squatted down, carefully looked at the woman in black who had lost her breath, and sighed, "This scar on the face is good, it's enough to be disgusting and stained!" The best thing is that this slightly wide mouth is really similar to the fire gun. ”

Qingluan asked curiously, "Miss, who is Jun Moran?" Uncle? ”

"Don't talk nonsense! Your son-in-law and I have nothing to do with that great demon king of the mixed world, I have nothing to do with it! Feng Wuwu flatly denied it, and instead intimately put on the fox fur sent by the Baili Heze special order for Qingluan.

Qingluan's nose was sour, and tears came as soon as she said it.

She always felt that Feng Wuwu treated her more kindly than before.

The previous Feng Wuwu, although it was good, but his temperament was too cold, and he always gave people a feeling of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

"Little crying bag, why do you have so much water?"

Feng Wuwu doted on Qingluan in his arms, and teased her with tears and laughter.

Qingluan sobbed and said, "Childe, Qingluan is so afraid that she will never see you again." ”

At the mouth of the lane, Jun Moran coldly looked at Feng Wuwu, who was hugging Qingluan, and slammed his fist on the earthen wall, causing the earthen wall to fall apart in an instant.

Wow –

When the earthen wall collapsed, the rubble on the eaves surged down.

Jun Moran embarrassedly glanced at the little couple who were "beating" on the couch in the earthen house, and they didn't leave, nor did they stay.