With his Yuanying's cultivation as the other party can suppress, the strength must be above him, such a strong man with extraordinary skills would actually take his Qiankun bag? Thinking of this, his expression became a little strange.

Also, the person in front of him is just a teenager? A teenager has such strength, isn't it also from the royal family? Or the big family? It is only these two possibilities that can have heavenly and earthly treasures for his cultivation and help him advance.

Feng Jiu floated from mid-air and sat back on the horse, she threw the Qiankun bag in her hand and said with a smile: "Do you think I did it for nothing with you?" Who cares about you if you don't have any labor fees! ”

The other party is underestimating the enemy, otherwise, it would be impossible to lose in her hands so quickly. The two of them also suppressed the fight, and it didn't cause much movement, thinking that they didn't want Xuanyuan Moze to notice the movement here, but in this forest, although they didn't have much movement in the fight, with his strength cultivation, how could he not know?

"Give me back the bag!" The Yuanying monk frowned and drank, it was already embarrassing enough to lose, and it was even more embarrassing to take a kid to the Qiankun bag.

"Prince Chishui, is this the person who wants to move Benjun?"

The familiar voice came with a cold voice, Feng Jiu looked back and looked forward, and saw him riding a black horse in a black robe, his face was slightly calm at this time, adding a bit of fierceness and majesty to his cold face.

"Brother Prince."

Ying Xue, who was following behind Xuanyuan Moze, rode forward on horseback, came to Prince Chishui's side, looked at the situation on both sides, and couldn't help but be surprised. Did the prince's brother let people do something to that little guy?

"Hahahaha, this hall just saw that he was young but tall, and he was very curious, so he wanted to let people have a discussion with him." As soon as his voice paused, he looked at Xuanyuan Moze with a feminine gaze and said, "Prince Xuanyuan can rest assured, I haven't seen anyone who hurt you!" ”

Hearing this, the gray wolf snorted coldly: "Huh, what didn't hurt our people? It's clear that you're not strong enough. ”

At this time, Xuanyuan Moze's gaze turned to Feng Jiu, landed on her body for a moment, and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, just get up and move, and earn some tips by the way." She smiled and squinted her eyes, and said as she threw the bag in her hand.

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Moze turned over and dismounted, walked slowly towards her, and stretched out his hand to her when he came to the horse.

Feng Jiu saw this and reached out to catch it, and after holding his hand, he jumped off the horse.

"Hungry? Let's go barbecue and eat. He asked as if no one was around, and his tone was unabashedly doting.

"Well, I'm hungry." She nodded in response, and let him lead her past the crowd and come to rest under the tree not far away, while the gray wolf and the others quickly handled the prey and prepared to roast the meat.

When Prince Chishui saw this scene with his own eyes, he was slightly surprised: This Prince Xuanyuan is said to be not close to women, could it be that he has a habit of breaking his sleeves? Thinking of this, he glanced at the figures of the two with interest, and then asked, "Yingxue, are you sure of his sexual orientation?" Could such a person be a broken sleeve? ”

There is no reason for normal people not to let a stunning beauty not get close, but to get close to a little guy who can only be called delicate, and he looks at a guy with such a doting tone and eyes, looking at it like this, what's wrong!