Chapter 120: Fog Spirit Mountain (20)

Feng Qian's face turned black, but before he could say anything, he fell to the bottom of the cave.

"Uh-huh—" A young man's muffled snort sounded in his ears.

It was pitch black all around. Hey? There is no sharp pain from falling to the ground from a high altitude as imagined? It is still a little soft underneath? Eh? No! Feng Qianyan hurriedly got up, and it turned out that the moment he landed, the young man turned under him and acted as a cushion for people.

He touched his nose, which hurt a little, and patted his heart again. Fortunately, the height gap is relatively large, and my small board has only reached people's mouths. Otherwise, the moment you land, you will lose your first kiss......

Feng Tianyan was a little embarrassed by the way, and asked softly, "Hero, are you okay?"

"Hero?" came the voice of the other party gritting his teeth in the darkness.

"Uh, that strong man?" Feng Qianyan was a little embarrassed, how to call it well?

"Hmph. The young man snorted.

"What about senior?" Feng Qianyan thought for a while and changed his words.

"Am I that old?" the boy's voice was a little dissatisfied.

"What are you called! I don't know you!"

"Dust. The boy spat out a word faintly.

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"Huh?"

"Call me, dust. The young man's face under the mask was completely dark.

"Chen?oh!" Feng Qianyan nodded, "Then call you Xiao Chenchen!"

Feng Qianyan automatically thought that the boy said "Chen", and the pronunciation was the same, and the boy didn't even refute it......

"Where is this?" Feng Tianyan stretched out his hands and shook them forward, it was too dark to see anything.

The boy half-lay on the ground and slowed down for a while, and got up.

"It's supposed to be the underground snake cave of the red-eyed python. ”

"No wonder it's dark, damp, and smells fishy. The wind wrinkled his nose, it smelled too bad.

"Don't you have a spiritual fire?"

"Oh yes!" After the young man's reminder, Feng Qian Yan remembered that he could use his own spiritual fire to illuminate. A trace of spiritual fire with golden spiritual power was released, forming a cluster of small golden flames, floating above the two of them, and the surroundings suddenly brightened.

"Why are you?!" Feng Qianyan said in surprise as he looked at the black-clothed masked man in front of him.

"Who do you hope for?" The young man in black took two steps forward, narrowed the distance between the two, and looked at the little girl who was not as good as his mouth condescendingly, and the corners of his lips raised slightly: "Is it Yunting?" or Muyang's stupidity?"

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Huh? This atmosphere doesn't seem right? What kind of rhythm is this? How does it feel like the air is sour? Is this - jealous?

Feng Qianyan was a little confused, not to mention that the two had never met, could it be the legendary first sight? But he was only eight years old, okay! What a pervert this person must be!

"That's, this hero...... Oh, no, this one, Chen. Feng tilted his head and glared angrily and said, "Although I didn't ask you to save me, I still thank you for saving my life, and I can't repay ......."

When the young man heard this, the corners of his lips raised even higher, and his bright starry eyes looked at Feng Qianyan brightly, interrupting her words: "What, there is nothing to repay, and you plan to make a promise?"

"Huh?" Feng was stunned for a moment, and then his little face turned red with anger, "Who wants to make a promise!"

"And how do you want to repay me?" asked the boy with a playful tilt of his head.

"What do you want?" Feng Qian Yan thought, there should still be some good things in the General's Mansion, but if it doesn't work, just get a high-grade pill or equipment in the spirit ruins.

( Amazing Phoenix Ming: Supreme Miss )