Feng Qigong mainly doesn't want to raise a black hair group, so he can serve below. Bi Ming hooked the corners of his lips unscrupulously, not caring at all about the bloody scars on his hands.

  The black hair group grinned at Bi Ming, and then looked at Feng Qiqi pitifully, with a look of grievance, but I didn't have an expression.

  Feng Qiqi's forehead was beating with green tendons, looking at Bi Ming, revealing a smiling expression: "Thank you for your concern, but I still have to deal with my own hairy children!" ”

  Hearing Feng Qiqi's words, the eyes of the black hair group lit up, and he rushed towards Feng Qiqi with a jump.

  Feng Qiqi didn't want to be contaminated with those old dirt that I don't know if it was ancient, so he attached a layer of spiritual power to his hand, and grabbed the black hair ball in his hand

  It was soft, bouncing, and made people want to hold it in their arms, but Feng Qiqi pinched him expressionlessly and walked out.

  was treated like this, and the black hair group still smiled and made a "poof-" sound, not sad at all.

  The jealous eyes of everyone are about to release green light, but they still have points, this is above the realm, otherwise I am afraid that someone will rob it.

  Feng Qiqi pushed open the closed door with the black hair ball, and unexpectedly saw more than a dozen pairs of eyes all staring at her.

  Feng Qiqi was born with a thick skin, and how much vision does not make a difference to her.

  calmly pinched the black hair ball and returned to his position, looking at Feng Ba: "I have something to say to King Feng." ”

  So far, she doesn't want to call her father.

  The rippling black and red robe on her body added a bit of mystery to her.

  "Feng Qi, is he here?" Long Rin hesitated for a moment and asked softly, just now he felt that familiar aura.

  Feng Qiqi is at odds, the emperor's appearance aura is too unusual, and the matter of the bloodline ranking battle map will spread sooner or later, there is nothing to hide.

  The Martial God's gaze kept falling on the black hair group, and as the Venerable of the Gods, he clearly felt that unusual aura.

  The black hair group felt the prying eyes of the Martial God, and was pinched and glared at the Martial God by Feng Qiqi with his teeth bared, looking very fierce and fierce.

  "If you don't know the good and the bad, and you can't tell the difference between good and bad, I'll throw you back into the whirlpool, and you don't mean so much to me anyway." Feng Qiqi said expressionlessly threatening.

  She wanted to throw this guy away every minute now, especially the stinky appearance, it was really torturous to kill cleanliness.

  "Woo woo woo-" The black hair group immediately tightened his teeth and whimpered at Feng Qiqi, for fear that Feng Qiqi would do it.

  It was so pitiful that Bi Ming, who had a faint pain in the back of his hand, looked even more painful.

  His gaze fell on the slender figure, and his gaze carried an endless eerie aura.

  However, a tingling sensation on his scalp locked him, it was a warning emotion, and when he looked over, he saw the Dragon Prince looking at him solemnly.

  Those eyes are clearly in: I look at you, don't try to play tricks.

  Bi Ming evoked a malicious smile, saluted Prince Long, and retired with the people of the Bi Fang clan.

  Feng Qiqi didn't know what was happening here, she looked at Long Rin: "I have something to go to see King Feng first, you go back with the Martial God first, and see you at the emperor's birthday banquet." ”

  Long Rin glanced at Feng Ba and the others solemnly, and finally stayed on the black and red robes, and nodded: "You are careful, if you have something, come to me, it is not difficult to protect you." ”

  Feng Qiqi waved his hand openly, not caring about the seriousness in Long Rin's eyes.