Just knead her hair in the Qingyuan Palace, now that she is in this hall, this person's hands are not honest!

"Don't." Uncle Mo Ze said arrogantly: "Yan'er's hair is very soft and very comfortable to touch. ”

Feng Yan: "......" What else can she say?

She can't hit this man's hand in public!

People are the king of Ze!

O god of war who is admired by all the people!

She slapped down, and the sighs around her, I don't know what it will blow up!

"Look at it like this, the relationship between Ze'er and General Feng is really good." Just when a certain woman had nothing to say, the queen's gentle and generous smile suddenly came to her ears.

Now that the four are already whispering, the queen's seemingly casual emotion undoubtedly brings immeasurable courage to those who want to say it but dare not say it!

You must know that in normal times, even if King Ze and General Feng did something, they only babbled a few times, and neither of them dared to breathe.

Can ...... now

"King Ze doesn't have a lot of rules like this, right?"

"That's right, no matter how good the relationship is, General Feng is also a girl who has not left the cabinet."

"There's a reason why General Feng can't get married."

"Ouch, General Feng doesn't know how to stop King Ze, this is in public, let King Ze ..... What a system. ”

......

Listening to the increasingly powerful accusations around him, Feng Yan tilted his head and raised his eyebrows at Uncle Mo Ze. "King Ze, where is the general's coiling dragon cherry spear?"

Receiving the sight, Uncle Mo Ze thought that Feng Yu was going to resent him.

But I don't want to.....

Yes.....

His is so cute.

Laughing quietly for a while, Uncle Mo Ze looked up at Li Yuan who was standing behind Emperor Mingde, "Manager Li." ”

"Yes." Li Yuan responded, bowed down and retreated away from the Ten Thousand Garden.

When Feng Yan entered the Qingyuan Hall before, he gave the Panlong Sakura Gun to Uncle Mo Ze.

Uncle Mo Ze was worried about sealing the Yan, so he handed over the Panlong Sakura Gun to the guards of the forbidden army guarding outside the Qingyuan Palace.

When Feng Xiang followed Emperor Mingde, the guards of the forbidden army with guns also followed.

Not long after going out, Li Yuan brought back five guards of the forbidden army.

Coming to the center of the banquet, the three forbidden soldiers stood side by side, and their three hands were holding a coiling dragon cherry spear made of black-fleshed and high-grade black iron.

The net weight of this gun is 100 catties, and it is one zhang long. Between the body of the spear and the head of the spear, there is a vivid silver dragon hovering and up, and the head of the spear is coming out of the dragon's mouth. Siling spear head, the face is cold and intimidating, and it is extremely sharp. At the dragon's neck, a circle of red brocade tassels is tied. made the cold killing weapon add a little softness.

But even so, the female relatives who had been living in the back court for a long time saw it, and they couldn't bear to sit upright.

The noisy and lively scene of the previous breath was instantly silenced.

It was as if as soon as they made one more sound, Feng Yu would pierce their throats with the murderous spear head.

"Heh......" Looking at the frightened faces around him, Feng Yan hooked his lips and whispered, got up and walked to the forbidden army, raised his hand and easily picked up the cherry spear that needed to be held by three people.

Then he was still holding a cherry gun in the field and turned around handsomely.

"Beautiful!" Seeing this, Uncle Mo Ze applauded unceremoniously.

"Huh...... General Feng is really comparable to a good son. When the lady of Wenchen, who was sitting in danger, heard this, she hurriedly smiled and said with a smile. The applause still hasn't fallen.

"Yes, yes, General Feng is worthy of my Xuantian General Fenglin."

"It's really a woman who doesn't let her eyebrows go."