Sneeze –

Feng Wuwu's long and narrow peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneezed several times with two rows of bright teeth.

She blew her nose casually and muttered in a low voice, "Why are there always Diao people who want to harm the master?" ”

Tie Shou breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked towards Feng Wuwu, who was walking vainly, "General Feng, you are drunk. Why don't I send you home first? ”

He said as he reached out to her narrow waist.

"Si Ming, Quick Xuan Iron Hand."

Jun Moran glanced at the drunk Feng Wuwu lightly, secretly angry.

Si Ming raised his eyes slightly, and instantly understood the meaning of Jun Mo Ran.

In the next moment, he had already flown up to Tie Shou, and quietly held the hand that Tie Shou gave birth to Feng Wuwu, "Tie Shou, the king is urgently summoned." ”

"Oh. Si Ming, you can help me watch General Fengxiao! He was so drunk that he was talking nonsense, and I was not at ease. Iron Hand nodded solemnly, and turned to the priest in a serious manner.

"You're still worried about yourself!"

Si Ming shook his head, neatly grabbed the collar of the iron hand, and straightened him to Jun Mo Ran.

Without the care of the iron hand, Feng's carefree and cheerful temperament coupled with the strength of the wine above ignited immediately.

She got up suddenly, raised her eyes and stared at the enchanting dancer who was singing and dancing on the high platform, eating and laughing, "Hey, the dance is not as good as me." ”

When Chasing Feng heard this, he asked out loud, "General Fengxiao, where are you going?" ”

"I'm going to go on stage and perform for everyone!"

Feng Wuwu raised her arms and shouted, the drunken red wine on her cheeks was like rouge, lining her more and more charmingly.

"Don't! General Feng Xiao, our first task is to catch the female thief, not a talent show. Chasing the wind and holding his forehead, he followed her again and again, but he couldn't stop her.

"Humph! Today, I have to show off my extraordinary masculine charm! Let everyone know how lonely it is to be invincible~"

Feng Wuwu said that he would simply sing it out.

At this moment, she forgot all the miscellaneous pieces of Beili.

At this moment, there was only a smoke cage stage in her eyes that was covered with white jade in the drunken willow Xuan and chiseled into a lotus.

Feng Wuwu felt that as long as he took the stage to vent, the grievances suffered in his past and present lives could turn into a bubble and be disillusioned with the wind.

"Masculine?"

Chasing the wind's pupils contracted sharply, and he was so frightened that he almost knelt down and kowtowed to Feng Wuwu.

He knew Jun Moran's strange feelings for Feng Wuwu, so if Feng Wuwu took advantage of the wine to take advantage of the wine to take the stage to undress and gather onlookers, he would not be able to escape the blame.

"General Feng, keep a low profile!"

Chasing Feng was so frightened that he covered his neck with his hands, afraid that Jun Moran would blame him, so he directly cut off his head.

"Brother Chasing the Wind is reasonable, then I'll keep a low profile."

Feng Wuwu's eyes were hidden with wisdom, and he made a silent gesture towards Chasing the Wind.

However, before chasing the wind had taken a breath, Feng Wuwu took advantage of his unpreparedness and jumped onto the stage in the air.

She lifted the pearl shark curtain embroidered with silver thread begonia flowers on the side of the pillar with one hand, fluttering like a pearl fairy, and slowly poked out most of her head.

The wind was blowing, and Feng Wuwu wore a well-tailored crescent white cardigan brocade robe, and walked to the front of the stage with light steps.

She has a long body, like a Zhilan jade tree, and the moon is bright.

She smiled skillfully, and even if she didn't say a word, she couldn't hide the brilliance around her.

Chasing the wind looked at it, his eyes were anxious, and he raised his voice and shouted at Feng Wuwu, "General Feng, just keep the male charm to show the king!" If you dare to strip in public, the king will castrate you! ”

Feng Wuwu frowned unhappily, and choked on the wind, "Don't mention that bastard thing to Ye!" If he dares to castrate the master, the master will... Let him castrate. ”