Bodyguards and cannon fodder, neither of which are good options.

Since Fenghua knew that this was the place of trial for the children of the Mo family, the whole person relaxed.

"Friends over there, come out and get together." Just as she was relaxing, a person's voice came from the far away.

Hearing this, Fenghua was not annoyed, swaggered and put the jade wrench on his thumb, found a black cloth to cover his face, and walked out leisurely. Although the name of this little ink flower is very ugly, grandma didn't say that before reaching level ten, you can't do bad things under other names.

I haven't been in a fight for a long time, and my hands are a little itchy.

The people over there still don't know Fenghua's thoughts, but the people who come out arrogantly and arrogantly at this step have indescribable weirdness. is obviously wearing a white dress, but he has a black cloth on his face, which looks extremely conspicuous.

glanced up and down Fenghua for a while, and finally his eyes fell on Fenghua's waist, and his expression became more and more weird.

"What, can't you be fascinated by the demeanor of this son?" Fenghua pushed away the dense grass around him and turned around gracefully. While the boy was observing herself, she was also looking at others.

The young man in front of him was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a delicate face, a somewhat thin chin, wearing a silver robe and holding a silver spear in his hand. In the memory of the scumbag uncle, this person's outfit is still a little different from the Mo family.

tried hard to see the similarity with Mo Crimson from this young man's body, but in the end Fenghua gave up. Normal ink crimson white, but with the face of Queen Medusa, this young man is too ordinary in comparison. But because he is young and vigorous, he is full of vitality.

and, at that time, the majesty of the superior. It seems that only people who have been in high positions all year round can have it.

Seventeen or eighteen years old has this kind of bearing, what is the identity of this person?

Raising a good-looking brow, Fenghua narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking in his mind.

"I see that you obviously don't dare to see people, where is the style of covering your face?" Somewhat stimulated by Fenghua's attitude, the silver-clothed young man casually flipped the spear, and after slashing the poisonous snake on the tree that was ready to attack under the gun, he pointed to the black cloth on Fenghua's face.

The trick is ordinary, but it works very well, and the boy who didn't look beautiful originally looked a little dazzling after this shot.

"That's because Ben Gongzi is afraid that you will be infatuated with Ben Gongzi's beauty, isn't it a sin to fall in love with Ben Gongzi at first sight?" The curiosity in his eyes can't be hidden, and Fenghua's mouth habitually teases people. Anyway, she is stress-free to flirt with people, and she doesn't care what the psychology of those teenagers who treat her as a man is.

Really.

After the young man's eyebrows fell on Fenghua's words, he raised his spear and wanted to challenge Fenghua. The ninth-level fighting spirit on his body burst out, and after Fenghua let out a low snort of perversion, he grabbed the vines hanging down from the tree with his hand and swept away.

Wandering around the trees like Mount Tai and looking back at the silver-clothed young man, Fenghua was inevitably indignant.

What's wrong with the world? How can you meet a teenager casually who is an absolute master, and a genius is so worthless?