Ye Jiujiu's courage is not small, especially since he was reborn, except for the Tibetan mastiff, he really hasn't been afraid of anything. After the Tibetan mastiff's fear was overcome, it was impossible to say what he was afraid of.

However, right now, Feng Mojiang's eyes made Ye Jiujiu's heart furious, nervous and scared for no reason.

The ice blue eyes are unusually beautiful, dreamy, but also cold as frost, these eyes, Ye Jiujiu has seen them many times, but I just feel that I don't want to look at them anymore.

It's not that it's not good-looking, but it's too cold, too cold, and I always feel that if I look at it closely, even my body will be frozen.

But today, at this moment, Ye Jiujiu was a little bewitched by Feng Mojiang's eyes.

It's really bewitching, the feeling that you can't take your eyes off when you see it.

It is precisely because of this feeling that it is special, special abnormal, weird, and even more hairy.

Ye Jiujiu's goosebumps fell to the ground, and he forcibly shifted his gaze, thinking, what should be said, but after thinking for a while, he didn't know what to say.

After Ye Jiujiu's gaze moved away from Feng Mo Jiang's eyes, Feng Mo Jiang's whole person became more and more depressed, his eyes were cold, and he frowned.

"That, Boss Feng, I'll go to training first." Ye Jiujiu had a hunch that he should have left this place of right and wrong earlier, and Feng Mojiang looked very dangerous now, so it would be better to provoke less.

"Hmm." It's still a chilling voice.

Although Ye Jiujiu felt a chill in his heart, his face was still calm, calm and stable, and he walked towards the underground training ground step by step, only after walking to the last few steps, he became a little anxious.

Holding down the heart, how can you feel a little suffocating?

Feng Mojiang looked at Ye Jiujiu's back that disappeared from sight, his thin lips pursed, he looked, is he not as good as that kid?

The housekeeper is better than Ye Jiujiu, but he wants to understand Feng Mojiang, although he can't guess what Feng Mojiang is thinking, but at the very least, whether he is angry or not, he can still feel it.

For example, right now, the king's reaction is obviously a precursor to anger, eh...... Actually, it doesn't seem like a precursor to anger.

In short, something is wrong.

As for the reason, the butler is unpredictable.

"What do you think, how am I?" Feng Mo swept his ice-blue eyes towards the butler and asked in a low voice.

The threat in the words is strong, and there is a feeling that what you said is not right, so you are careful about your own life.

How is it? The housekeeper was confused, how what?

Where?

In the past, Wang would never ask such a headless question, but now what's going on?

The butler bowed his body, and his whole body tensed, and after a while, he replied solemnly: "Wang, you are wise and martial." ”

This should be, just looking for the rhythm of praise, right?

The butler thought cautiously.

"Wise, Shenwu?" Feng Mo repeated the housekeeper's words in a low voice, his face became more and more pale, did he want a wise divine martial art? What he wants......

Feng Mojiang closed his eyes and waved his hand: "Go down." ”

The housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief, it should be considered a pass.

Does the little girl like those little boys?

Even a chorus?

Thinking of Ye Jiujiu and Ling Xiaoyuan's affectionate appearance of facing the classic love song, Feng Mojiang couldn't wait to strangle Ling Xiaoyuan directly......

Feng Mo will get up and walk towards the underground training ground, and have the strength to sing, then train until he has no strength!

Ye Jiujiu was warming up and doing physical training, and as soon as Feng Mojiang entered the basement, he said coldly: "Speed up." ”