He was slender, and even in the midst of such turmoil, he stood upright, and let his clothes bloom with fiery red flowers.

But it was his hair that was a little worse, and the dust on the ground was swept away by such a fierce wind, and the moment it hit his hair, it was all firmly enveloped in it, how embarrassing and embarrassing.

Feng Chu snickered and greeted the people outside: "Little Jiujiu! The top of your head is a phoenix nest! - Phoenix, phoenix, nest! ”

As he expected, when the person on the other side heard this, his face was black and long, and he stretched out his hand to fix his hair, and another gust of wind blew his hair again.

The longer you stay, the more stuff sticks to your hair.

At first it was just some dust, then some large particles of dust, then brown leaves—and the most unbearable thing for him was that there were insects running through his hair!

In this way, a certain phoenix calmed down in the wind and finally broke the skill.

He pulled the green worm from his hair, and reached out to flick the worm bullet far away.

The steady pace under his feet also became a meteor, and he ran towards Fengling Palace angrily, knocking on the door with a "knock knock knock".

"Feng Chu! Feng Chu! ”

This guy even locked the door!

Feng Chu was very proud inside, originally wanted to open the door for him quickly, and then thought about Feng Jiu's appearance after seeing 'Qing Wei'. He simply gritted his teeth and stomped his foot ruthlessly.

Pouted and twisted: "People...... They won't open the door for you! I've been going for so long and I'm only coming back now, and I don't want people! Hum! ”

Although Feng Jiu couldn't see Feng Chu's appearance at the moment through the door, he had already made up an image of a 'resentful woman in the boudoir' with his voice. This really doesn't match his slender seven-foot male height.

Listening to the phoenix dove outside the door, he didn't speak.

Feng Chu imagined in his mind the appearance of Feng Jiu's affectionate confession to himself.

So, he planned to ask a few questions, for example: You say you like people, they will let you in! Little ninety-nine! - A kind of words.

However, he thought that his man was freezing outside, and the wind was blowing, and a wave of sympathy rose in his heart.

"Really—think about it! Open the door! The dove knocked impatiently at the door.

He cares about Wei'er now, and nothing else is in his eyes.

Feng Chu was overjoyed when he heard this, and opened the door without thinking about it.

"Oh, Xiao Jiujiu is really ...... Uh......"

"-Bump!" A punch straight to the hook.

Feng Chu's head tilted back, his nose could not avoid the power of his fist, and he was decisively smashed out of his nosebleed.

He shook his head very sadly, stirred his fingers and said, "Xiao Jiujiu, you are so ruthless......

Feng Chu took advantage of the situation, and the nosebleed fell into the inside of his mountain roots, making his whole person feel like the world was spinning.

Just as he was about to turn around and complain, he was afraid of being beaten again, so he had to find something to do, so he hurriedly pinched the tip of his nose and closed the door.

The wind outside was so strong that it almost blew people away, and he pinched his nose with one hand and closed the door with the other, and it took a lot of strength to close the door with both hands and feet.

But after closing the door, the wind covered his nose.

As soon as Feng Chu turned around, he suddenly felt that he had no way to get off his 'feet'.

The whole table, the chairs, the stools, and the ground—except for the bed where 'Qing Wei' slept on, the whole palace was full of miscellaneous things that could not be named, both alive and dead.

And there are so many varieties and so high density, which makes people suddenly have a phobia of pan-dense hearts.