"Little sister, why should we follow them." Feng Chenyi looked at Jiang Huai, who was sitting not far from them and was bandaging his wounds.

Asked absentmindedly.

He always felt that the man was not a good person, and he always stared at his little sister.

"Third brother, don't you think that with their escort, can we reach Huainan Mansion faster? And you don't have to worry about encountering mountain bandits on the road. ”

Feng Jiuyu drank the fish soup and said happily.

The tools that are automatically delivered to the door do not need to be used in vain.

Feng Jiuyou was in a rare relaxed mood, and his palms stroked his stomach for a while, and he whispered to his cubs.

Cub, don't worry about you being disabled in the future.

Cub: Full of black lines.

Thinking of the scene when Jiang Huai took off his mask just now, the almost perfect facial features, the resolute facial contours, and the bottomless black eyes.

Coupled with his seemingly innate noble aura, she was really amazed.

It's just amazing. At the same time, I secretly rejoiced in my heart that fortunately, the cub and his father were not ugly.

Before, she thought that if the cub looked like his father, she would have to die of depression.

When I first saw him, his entire face was covered by a beard, and he couldn't even see the outline of his face.

Only those deep and mysterious eyes, with a fierce light that Feng Jiuyou is familiar with, and a killing intent that can't be concealed.

It's really exciting to think about.

Unlike Feng Jiuyou, those villagers sitting on the other side, looking at the group of black-clothed people with long swords hanging from their waists, their hearts were uneasy, and even the fish soup in the pot was not fragrant.

They don't have to think about it to know that the group of people in black is extraordinary at first glance, and they don't know how the girl got involved with them.

"Old man, let's go with them, is it really okay?"

Old Lady Feng asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, the girl is assertive." Old Man Feng didn't think there was anything.

"This lady, can I ask you for a bowl of fish soup?" Dark One quietly came to the front of Feng Jiuyou, and said flatteringly.

"Third brother, give him a bowl." Feng Jiuyou was not embarrassed for him, and said directly to Feng Chenyi.

"Thank you, ma'am, childe."

Dark Yi was overjoyed, and arched his hand at Feng Jiuyou and Feng Chenyi.

"It's fine." Feng Jiuyou waved his hand expressionlessly, thinking in his heart.

If you want the horse to run, you have to let the horse graze.

When they arrived in Huainan Mansion, they still had to rely on the man's arrangement, right?

"Remember to bring the bowl back."

Feng Chenyi handed the fish soup to the dark hand, and did not forget to advise.

I don't know where Xiaomei bought this bowl from, it is delicate and beautiful.

When you get to the place and the money is not enough, it must be worth a lot of silver taels to pawn it.

Feng Jiuyou glanced at the bowl in her dark hand, which was the first ordinary porcelain bowl in the supermarket for one dollar, and she had a lot of space for these bowls.

However, thinking of the Great Yuan Kingdom, the ceramic bowl with rough material, Feng Jiuyou understood Feng Chenyi's thoughts.

"Master, let's have some food." A handful of fish soup was brought to Jiang Huai.

"Hmm." Jiang Huai's eyes paused in the bowl held in the dark, and then he responded lightly.

"What's a bowl?"

Dark San's angry voice sounded, if it weren't for those villagers, why didn't the master go back to rest after being so seriously injured.

"The third." Dark One tugged at the sleeve of Dark Three and called him out with dissatisfaction.

"Dark three, you are more lifted" Jiang Huai did not raise his head, but the voice was like ice.

Dark Three suddenly felt a chill in his heart.