In the ruins of "Xiao Wang ......", the gravel was loosened and the dust was flying, and there was a faint sound of Ming Han.

I thought that under the fierce combat power of their little prince, Ming Han, who smashed seven or eight rooms, should have fainted, right?

It is worthy of Ming Han, this can still speak, admire!

"Pretend to be weak, you won't be able to get up like this." Holding the long whip in his hand, Fenghua, who didn't have a cool look, stared at Ming Han in the ruins very dissatisfied. I had long heard that he could shake the powerful physical fitness of the Demon Beast, and she was just kicking it away, the purpose was just to fight, and it seemed to be rough but it was actually not a fatal attack.

"I'm hungry." Hearing this, Ming Han's originally weak voice became even weaker, as if he had been seriously hurt. He just heard that there was something to eat, so he was kicked away for some reason, Xiao Wang didn't take him to eat and beat him, not happy!

"Come out, fight with me and you'll have food." Hearing this, Fenghua's hand holding the long whip tightened. This foodie, sure enough, has to be beaten hard to relieve his anger. Well, this guy is just a simple foodie, and he has always been used to being straightforward.

But!

As long as she thought that she was inexplicably teased by a Ming Han who had an empty appearance but was full of foodie thoughts, it was obviously because she felt that she was dissatisfied with her own desires, so Fenghua's whole person was gloomy.

"I'm hungry, don't fight." Compared with the clouds on Fenghua's side, the voice of Ming Han in the ruins at this time carried a more obvious unhappiness. It's very straightforward for people to understand, if you don't give me food, I won't be able to die. Well, the great beast, Lord Minghan, has begun to play tricks.

"You." Full of anger like a punch on cotton, Fenghua was forced to laugh angrily.

She, what is she really compared to foodies?

It's just stupid!

The powerless elegance outside the ruins, and the Ming Han who was bent on playing tricks inside the ruins, confronted each other silently for a while.

This situation made those guards who thought that Fenghua would pull Ming Han out and cramp and peel his skin next, or that Ming Han would fight back Jedi, also looked at each other.

What is the relationship between this Ming Han son and their little prince.

Are you fighting, or are you reconciled?

The atmosphere became inexplicably weird.

"If you come out, I will allow you to slaughter this dog and eat ......" Finally, Fenghua silently withdrew the whip. If you decide to talk to foodies, you can't discuss things other than eating, otherwise it's easy to fight.

And he was angry to death, and the guy was still full of resentment that he didn't give her food because he was dissatisfied with his desires!

It's really a, an endless loop.

Anyway, people have kicked and angry.

Thinking about it this way, the whole person is really much more comfortable.

Is it really a lot of energy that needs to be vented?

However, Fenghua, who was already free and easy, decided not to drill the horns anymore.

"You said it." There was originally a weak sound over there, but it instantly became full of energy, and the bright cold in the ruins suddenly exploded, and it shook the three surrounding houses again, and rushed out in a hurry.

In less than a second, it instantly appeared in everyone's sight.

Where is the slightest weakness?

At this time, his eyes were ferocious at the innocent yellow dog in front of him, who didn't know why his attention had returned to him.