The other side.

Bai Yuecheng, who was reporting the matter, suddenly inexplicably had a feeling of being spied on and his edge on his back.

He paused and continued to speak: "When Feng Chengnian, the ancestor of the Feng family, was named the Duke of Cheng'en, the first emperor rewarded the Feng family with many rare treasures. ”

"The king knows." Jun Wuji nodded, his expression faint.

Bai Yuecheng raised his eyes, glanced at Jun Wuji's face, and asked with some hesitation: "Then do you want to go to check the Chengen Mansion?" ”

"Don't meddle in this matter, this king has his own way."

When the words fell, Jun Wuji's eyes swept somewhere, and his purple-gold eyes sank slightly.

"Yes, the last general will retire!" Bai Yuecheng was about to bow down and retire, but was stopped by Jun Wuji.

"You have internal injuries?"

Jun Wujie glanced him up and down, and suddenly reached out to his chest, injecting an internal force into him to dredge the power of the riot in his body.

Yes! Oh, my God! Touched! Touched!

Their movements, standing in Feng Jiuli's position, saw Jun Wujie stretching out his hand and gently stroking Bai Yuecheng's chest.

Naturally, the word gentle was made up by Feng Jiuli's brain.

Her eyes were excited, and she gritted her teeth desperately to avoid exposing herself from being too excited.

This state of excitement was maintained until the two of them left separately, and Feng Jiuli retracted his gaze unsatisfactorily, and said with a look of pity: "Hey! Why don't you continue? ”

"Continue with what?" Suddenly, an inexplicable voice came from behind him.

"What do you say to continue, of course you want to continue to be affectionate!" Feng Jiuli rolled her eyes and replied as a matter of course.

But as soon as she finished answering, her body suddenly stiffened.

That voice, if she heard it right, should be the most endless!

It's over, why did Jun Wujie appear by her side unconsciously? And she doesn't have any intuition?

Could it be that after crossing here, her vigilance in her previous life has deteriorated? Feng Jiuli was puzzled.

In fact, it was not that Feng Jiuli's vigilance had deteriorated, but that the higher the cultivation, the stronger the ability to restrain the aura.

This point, Feng Jiuli, who is still a waste material, naturally does not know.

Even if she knew the current situation, she was helpless.

After she tried hard to adjust her facial expression to make the smile on her face not too obscene, she turned her head and waved her hand towards Jun Wuji, "Hey, Ninth Prince, what a coincidence, we meet again!" ”

"Is that you?" Jun Wujie raised his eyebrows lightly, looking at the young man opposite, his purple-gold eyes were already smeared with a touch of murderous intent.

"Nine Princes, it's so late, you also come out to see the scenery, I'm going back, if I go back late, the Queen Mother's aunt will be worried." Feng Jiuli sneered.

When the words fell, she didn't wait for Jun Wuji's answer, and strode in the direction of Xiaoren Palace.

She naturally saw the killing intent in Jun Wuji's eyes, although she had been slandering him in her heart, but the enemy was strong and I was weak, and at this time she could only take the name of the queen mother, hoping that it would be easy to use.

However, before she could take two steps, an extremely powerful aura pressed towards her.

The next second-

Her throat was choked by a pair of slender hands with sharp bones.

Jun Wuji's low and cold voice slowly came, making Feng Jiuli fall into the ice cellar: "After eavesdropping on what this king said, you still want to leave alive?" It's ridiculous! ”