After speaking, he looked at Jun Wujie defiantly, and the corners of his lips were obliquely hooked.

Now that the Brahma bead has been fused into her body, the Brahma bead can only be taken out if she wants to.

With Jun Wuju's level of tension in the Brahma bead, she didn't believe it, and Jun Wujue could still kill her.

Hearing this, Jun Wuji's movements paused slightly, his thin red lips pursed into a straight line, and those purple-gold eyes stared at her fixedly, and the anger hidden in them was so obvious.

Just when Feng Jiuli was furious by this staring at the light in her heart, and shrank into the bath uncomfortably, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door, and then Zhai Yao's voice came with the sound of knocking on the door, "Master, the clothes are here." ”

"Get in!" Jun Wujie suddenly turned his head and shouted angrily, and at the same time, a purple-gold mysterious power came out of his hand, directly knocking down the deadbolt on the door.

Zhai Yao walked in stunned with his clothes in his hands, thinking about what was going on with the prince, why did he suddenly get so angry?

But when he crossed the screen and saw Feng Jiuli in the bath, as well as the blood stains on Jun Wuji's pants, his eyes suddenly widened, and his jaw fell to the ground.

What's going on? Why did Young Master Feng appear in the bath dedicated to the prince?

And, most importantly, why is there blood in the prince's place?

The prince's cultivation is so high, and if Young Master Feng wants to injure the prince, it is simply a fantasy.

Then, there is only one possibility.

Could it be that it was really the prince who made Young Master Feng stronger? The bloodstains were left too intensely in the process of doing things?

He interrupted the prince's good deeds, so the prince was so angry?

Thinking of this, Zhai Yao only felt chills all over his body, and his voice trembled slightly: "Ahem...... Father...... The subordinates didn't see anything...... The subordinates will leave. ”

After saying that, he limped mechanically with his legs holding his clothes and walked in the direction of the gate.

"Come back!" Jun Wujie and Feng Jiuli shouted at the same time, but one was full of anger and the other was leisurely.

Jun Wujie was angry when he heard Zhai Yao's misunderstanding, and Feng Jiuli wanted to ask him if he could get her something to eat.

"Yes, sir!" Poor Zhai Yao hunched over, his legs trembled, and he rubbed in the direction of Jun Wuji little by little.

Feng Jiuli saw Zhai Yao's appearance of being scared to pee, and pursed her lips in disgust, and suddenly remembered that when he was in Xiaoren Palace, his buttocks seemed to be injured, and he couldn't help but hook his lips and ask, "Are you okay with chrysanthemums?" ”

Chrysanthemum...... Chrysanthemum......

Zhai Yao was stunned for a long time before he remembered what Feng Jiuli meant by the chrysanthemum.

When the private place was mentioned, he couldn't help but blush slightly, and was about to nod subconsciously, when the saddest thing suddenly appeared.

His stomach suddenly rang, and a stream of gas suddenly rushed out, and no matter how he clamped the chrysanthemum, the gas was still loudly discharged.

His face suddenly turned red, and after glancing at his master and Feng Jiuli who didn't react, he thought that no one was paying attention, so he pretended to be nothing and continued to rub over to Jun Wuji's side.

"Hahahaha." After a moment of silence, Feng Jiuli's burst of laughter suddenly came from the bath.

After half a ring, she laughed breathlessly and said, "You...... Ha ha...... Are you telling Young Master Ben that your chrysanthemum is fine, can you still catch your breath? ”

Hearing Feng Jiuli's words, Zhai Yao was suddenly overwhelmed with grief and indignation, gritting his teeth.

Your chrysanthemums can pant, and your whole family's chrysanthemums can panting!