296 Iron Hand's Bad Idea (2 more)

"Feng Gongzi, are you still satisfied with this generous gift?" The enchanting dancing girl asked softly about Feng Wuwu, who did not squint.

"Generous gifts?"

Feng Wuwu came back to his senses and was surprised, "These stunners in the human world are really gifts from the Lord Regent?" ”

The bewitching dancing Ji Junxiu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she explained softly, "These six little men are all treasures in the world that the national master of a hundred miles has worked hard to obtain. ”

"Baili Heze?"

Feng Wuwu's head was full of black lines, and she couldn't see through what Baili Heze was going to do.

He always went out of his way to hurt her, but he never did any real harm to her.

Moreover, he will always stand up for righteousness when she is bullied by others.

At this time, he simply relieved six men to give him in one breath, did he plan to use these six men to replace Jun Moran's position in her heart?

"Wildflowers are beautiful, but unfortunately they are thorny."

Feng Wuwu's sharp peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

The enchanting dancing girl covered her mouth and smiled, "Feng Gongzi said with a smile." The little guy selected for you by the Baili National Master is pure and harmless. ”

"I don't think so."

Feng Wuwu said, he didn't plan to accept the "generous gift" of Baili Heze.

However, after thinking about it, the little man who has been so painstakingly selected by Baili Heze must have something outstanding.

Although she can't use it to warm the bed, it's not bad to throw the magic arithmetic to solicit business in the medical hall.

Phew-

Suddenly, a dart struck towards the jade crown on top of Feng Wuwu impartially.

Feng Wuwu's eyes were quick, and she turned her body slightly, and in an instant, the dart was held tightly in the palm of her hand.

She lowered her eyes slowly, and spread out the note on the dart with a faint agarwood spread.

I saw that the note read, "Six talents are given to you, and the heart of this seat is also given to you."

Feng Wuwu only glanced at it, and he got goosebumps all over his body.

"It's not a pig's heart! What is the use of giving gifts to the master if you can't eat them? ”

Feng Wuwu put the dart in his sleeve with no interest, and was about to walk towards the door, when Baili Heze walked towards her without hurrying.

"The beautiful man I gave you in this seat, are you still satisfied?"

"The white bi is slightly flawed, and it is unsatisfactory."

Baili Heze Waner smiled, "They look similar to the regent, they are slightly younger than him, and their personalities are gentler than him. This seat has trained them, and the kung fu on the couch is definitely a hundred times stronger than that of the regent. ”

Feng Wuwu's head was full of black lines, "Are you going to squeeze the dry master?" ”

"The peony flower dies, and the ghost is also romantic." Baili Heze's expression was faint, if he could, he would prefer to squeeze her dry by himself, rather than borrowing someone else's body.

"Since, you have to send the master, the master is respectful and it is better to obey the fate."

Feng Wuwu didn't want to tear his face with Baili Heze, after all, he calculated people's kung fu, which she couldn't reach.

Baili Heze bowed slightly, "Tonight, this seat will send the six of them to you together." ”

"Well said, well said. The master still has important things to do, so he will leave. ”

Feng Wuwu was about to go to Ling Tian Restaurant in person, but he inadvertently raised his eyes, but was fascinated by Fu Ye, who was half-covering his face with a fan on the stage.

Under the fan, his Danfeng eyes, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling, were drunk and charming.

For a while, everyone in the audience was hooked by Fu Yeshen and forgot everything.

Some bold girls even spent a lot of money to redeem him.

There are even more coveted rich and nobles, eager to get on the stage, sing peach blossoms with Fu Yeshen, and dance prosperously.

Feng Wuwu was also attracted by Fu Yeshen's different feminine beauty, she always felt that he was like a glow in the sky, erratic, unpredictable, only to watch from afar, not to blasphemous.

"Good!"

"Good dance!"

At that time, the audience applauded thunderously, and the cheers were higher and higher.

Feng Wuwu exclaimed, "I didn't expect Fu Yeshen to casually show off his dancing skills on stage, and he took away the three souls and seven spirits of countless spectators in the audience!" ”

Baili Heze pursed his lips and was silent, and the cold stars in his dark eyes were frequent.

At the door of Lingfeng Restaurant, Jun Moran looked at Feng Wuwu, who was chatting and laughing with Baili Heze, Ling Tianqi and others with a solemn face, and his heart was depressed.

He waited for her restlessly in Ling Tian Restaurant for nearly an hour, and she was so good that she forgot all about his invitation!

If it was usual, Jun Mo was not allowed to turn his head and leave, and then ignored Feng Wuwu.

However, when he thought that a few hours ago, Feng Wuwu forcibly held back his fear and wanted to hand over his body to him, and Jun Mo's eyes were a little softer.

Behind him, the two of them looked at each other.

Tie Shou's eyes were sharp, and he noticed at a glance that something was wrong with the six young men who were waiting for Fu Yeshen on the stage, "Chasing the wind, how do I feel that those people on the stage are very similar to the king?" ”

Chasing Feng looked at the Baili Heze on Feng Wuwu's side with deep meaning, and said in a low voice, "The Baili National Teacher is really painstaking to disturb the king's marriage. ”

"You mean, the Baili National Master likes the king?" Iron Hand's eyes widened, and he exclaimed.

"Alas! Iron hand, iron hand, why did you have an elm head? ”

Chasing Feng sighed helplessly, and explained in a deep voice, "As expected, the six men on the stage should be just props used by Baili Heze to curry favor with General Feng Xiao. Baili Heze knew that General Feng Xiao loved the king, so he chose several beautiful men with similar looks and figures to the king for General Feng Xiao, and planned to tempt General Feng Xiao with beautiful men. ”

"But how do I feel that General Fengxiao's eyes have been staying on Fu Yeshen?" Iron Hand said.

"Shhhh Chasing the wind covered Tie Shou's mouth and nose again and again, fearing that what Tie Shou said would provoke Jun Moran's anger.

Jun Mo was jealous, at this moment, he couldn't wait to pull down Fu Yeshen's face and see how he seduced Feng Wuwu!

"Come on, drag Fu Yeshen down and light the sky lantern!" Jun Mo was so angry that he trembled, and when he thought that Feng Wuwu, who had eyes full of him, was now staring at other men with interest, he couldn't wait to castrate and then kill all the men under the stage.

Seeing this, Chasing Feng whispered to the regent, "Absolutely not. Fu Yeshen is an official of the imperial court, he acts rigorously, and is quite loved by the people, and he must not be killed at will. ”

"Look at the nasty way he squeezed his eyebrows! Shouldn't it be killed? ”

Jun Moran pointed to Fu Yeshen on the stage who was like a slender waist and a snake, how to look at it, how it was not pleasing to the eye.

"King, the law of the East does not stipulate that a man shall not make eye contact with others." Chasing the wind stubbornly said.

Jun Mo was so angry that he was speechless, he was deeply afraid that Feng Wuwu would be confused by beauty, and he was deeply afraid that she would throw him aside like abandoning his shoes.

He didn't seem to lack anything, but without her, he couldn't imagine how he would live every day.

Chasing Feng had never seen Jun Moran so nervous and at a loss, he hurriedly approached Jun Moran and spared no effort to give him advice, "Wang, if you want to win back General Fengxiao's heart, you have to work yourself." You think, General Feng's heart is undecided, and the warbler Yanyan around him has never been broken, and he can't finish killing. For today's plan, there is only one trick. ”

"Say."

"Cook the raw rice into rice." Chasing the wind said especially sincerely.

"Nope. The king did not want to tarnish her reputation. ”

Chasing the wind was dumbfounded by Jun Mo Ran, he didn't expect that Jun Mo Ran, who was decisive in killing, began to know how to look forward and backward.

It was the iron hand, as if he had been opened up to the second vein of Ren Du, his eyes flashed, and he whispered in Jun Moran's ear, "Wang, there is a wonderful thing in his subordinates, but I don't know whether to say it or not." ”

"Tell me about it." Jun Mo was suspicious, and he always felt that the iron hand was not very reliable.

When Tie Shou heard this, he was so excited that he almost put his lips flying up and down and pasted them on Junmo's ear.

Jun Moran flashed to the side with a little disgust, "What are you doing?" ”

Iron Hand said solemnly, "King, hold your subordinates tightly! ”

"........." Jun Moran looked at him with a foolish look.

"King, hold on to your subordinates! If General Feng Xiao had you in his heart, he would definitely be jealous and rush forward to pull his subordinates. At that time, he will have a sense of crisis and learn how important you are to him. ”

The iron hands and teeth were horizontal, like a strong man's wrist, holding his chest and tensing the strong muscles on his arms, looking at Jun Mo Ran with fierce eyes, and was ready to be torn into strips of cloth by Feng Wuwu.

"Tie Hanhan."

Jun Moran looked at him coldly, and finally understood why Chasing the Wind always called the iron hand "Tie Hanhan".

Seeing Jun Mo Ran stunned in place, Tie Shou looked at him with a dead man's eyes, anxious, and said generously, "Wang, if you refuse to hug your subordinates, then your subordinates have no choice but to take the initiative and sacrifice your ego to fulfill the destiny of you and General Feng Xiao. ”

As soon as the words fell, the iron hand was full of strength, strode forward, hugged Jun Moran's sturdy waist with lightning speed, and carried him up.

Jun Mo Ran twitched the corners of his mouth frantically, and his handsome cheeks were red in the moment.

He was annoyed, and there was a hint of anger in his black-gold eyes, if it weren't for the fact that Iron Hand had followed him for many years, he would have thrown Iron Hand into the moat to feed the fish.

Bang –

Jun Moran slammed his force, and with a sharp over-the-shoulder fall, he threw the iron hand that was rubbing against him in a strange posture to the side.

He impatiently straightened the placket of his shirt that had been crumpled by the iron hand, and said solemnly, "Don't crumple the placket of this king's garment, worry-free and jealous, if you see it, you will definitely be suspicious." ”

Iron Hand pursed his mouth aggrievedly, he thought he had made a great sacrifice, but Jun Moran looked disgusted like a mosquito and fly, and threw him aside, ignoring him.

Chasing the wind with his hand on his forehead, he knew that the iron hand was like a mentally retarded person in terms of feelings, and he couldn't open his mind.