Boom Boom Boom –

Jun Mo Ran casually slammed a few palm winds on the Gangan, making everyone on the peaceful and bustling moat at risk.

He stood in the middle of the wind, his robe galloping against the wind, flying up and down, hunting and rattling.

The people were shocked by his dominating momentum, and those who were a little cowardly were already weak in their knees, and they sat on the ground and did not dare to move.

Feng Wuwu dodged left and right, grabbed a piece of clothing on Jun Modye's back with both hands, and hurriedly explained, "Regent, you believe me!" I only like women, and I can't be emotionally emotional. ”

Jun Moran underestimated Feng Wuwu's agility, and once the anger came up, he couldn't catch Feng Wuwu hiding behind him.

In fact, he could have hugged Feng Wuwu with his backhand and confined her within his control.

But the thought that her body had just taken on the most primitive reaction of men dispelled this thought.

"Lord Regent, your old man is discouraged. Don't be angry with me, it's not worth it if you're angry. Feng Wuwu leaned his face against Jun Mo's back, and refused to let go of anything.

"Shut up."

"Yes."

Feng Wuwu obediently shut up, and slandered in her heart that if she could one day surpass Jun Mo Ran, she would definitely ask him to kneel and kiss her feet.

Seeing that Jun Mo was angry, Tie Shou really sweated for Feng Wuwu.

He knew that he shouldn't go beyond the rules, but he really liked Feng Wuwu's temperament.

She is arrogant and bold, which is very different from those who will only bow down to her subordinates in the past.

After hesitating for a moment, Tie Shou finally trotted in front of Jun Moran, "Wang, my subordinates accidentally looked at General Lost Feng, and they are willing to accept the punishment!" ”

Jun Mo dyed the blue tendons on his forehead and jumped wildly, after all, Tie Shou had been with him for many years, how could he not know Tie Shou's thoughts?

"Get out of here and take your own punishment." Jun Mo Dye really didn't want to say a word to the stinking iron hand.

Feng Wuwu sideways his nose, and also smelled the strange smell of Tie Shou. She was a little reluctant to go, if she hadn't run away without permission, Iron Hand wouldn't have searched all the latrines in Kyoto.

In all fairness, the Iron Hand was pretty good to her.

Therefore, she secretly determined that if she made a fortune in the future, she would definitely spend a lot of money to redeem her body for the iron hand.

Seeing that the iron hand was retreating, he didn't dare to rush forward for a while. He hid in the shadows, staring intently at the two people who were entangled together on the side of the moat, and inexplicably felt that Jun Moran and Feng Wuwu were very compatible.

Feng Wuwu turned his head and called Jun Mo Ran lightly, begging for mercy was obvious, "Regent, if you can't be angry, I will castrate myself, how about it?" ”

She said it very lightly, after all, she was already missing a thing, and it would save a lot of trouble if she was "castrated".

"It's better to choose a day than to hit the day."

Jun Moran felt that he must have been confused by Feng Wuwu, and he was angry with her three times and twice.

As soon as his voice fell, he turned sideways like a whirlwind, and the palm of his hand was agitated, and there was a great momentum to overwhelm the sky.

Feng Wuwu didn't know how to mobilize internal force, after her soul penetrated to this body, Ren Du's second vein seemed to be sealed by brute force, and with her current one-sided understanding of Gu Wu, she couldn't open up the meridians on her own.

However, not knowing how to mobilize internal forces does not mean that she does not feel danger.

"How dare you bother the regent with such a trivial matter, I will do it myself." Feng Wuwu took a few steps back, and his heels were already hanging above the surface of the river.

Jun Mo ran that Feng had no way to retreat, and suddenly leaned over, wanting to scare her.

"Feng Wuwu, kneel down and admit your mistake to this king."

He had a magical voice, a low voice, and a majesty that could not be refused.

Feng Wuwu admitted that Jun Moran's aura was indeed so strong that she had an urge to kneel down and sing about conquest.

But her rebellious nature did not allow her to bend her knees to others, not even a high-ranking regent.