Feng Qian smiled faintly: "For the husband, hehe, believe it or not, I will make you unable to be a husband in your life?" After speaking, he squinted slightly to meet Xiao Yuchen's starry eyes. A silver needle flashed in the other small hand, and his gaze slowly moved to Xiao Yuchen's lower body......

Xiao Yuchen looked down with the wind's eyes, and couldn't help but deepen his eyes: What does the little girl mean by this, is she going to abolish herself......?

Feng Tianyan stretched out his little hand, and the silver needle touched the brocade robe between Xiao Yuchen's legs, retracted his gaze, and smiled: "How about it, try it?"

"Huh-" Xiao Yuchen chuckled lightly and let go of Feng Yanyan's hand.

"What are you laughing at!" Feng Tianyan glared at Xiao Yuchen, and said sharply: "Warn you, be careful when you speak in the future!!"

Xiao Yuchen lowered his eyes and stared at the wind like a proud little peacock. After a while, the corners of his lips suddenly hooked.

Feng Tianyan was already furious in his heart, and when he saw Xiao Yuchen showing a smile, he was stunned. Xiao Yuchen said quietly: "Try it, just try it." When the words fell, his body leaned forward and fell to the wind.

"Ahh......h

Xiao Yuchen straightened up, looked at the hem of the brocade robe as if nothing had happened, looked at the wind and said, "This king is indeed terminally ill! ”

"It's like this every time! Won't you dodge! It's not that you can't dodge!" Feng Qianyan remembered that the last time he threatened Xiao Yuchen with a poisonous needle, it was the same! What if he stopped slowly and injured him by mistake! So, he muttered angrily.

"Hehe," Xiao Yuchen took two steps forward, stretched out his hand and touched Feng Qianyan's head, and quickly withdrew his hand before Feng Tianyan could make a move, "I know Yan Yan won't bear to do it." Muyang said you have something to do with me, huh?"

Feng Qianyan looked at his empty little hand and pouted: "I want to ask you for a favor." Let's go, go in and say. ”

The two entered the flower hall, and Feng Qianyan took out the jade bottle and the spirit bow and put them on the table in front of Xiao Yuchen.

"Third-level spirit weapon?" Xiao Yuchen looked at the spirit bow and picked up the jade bottle again, "Spirit spirit?"

"Hmm. Feng Qianyan nodded, but unexpectedly, Xiao Yuchen could see at a glance that this jade bottle contained spiritual spirits.

Xiao Yuchen put down the jade bottle and looked at the wind: "Do you want to seal the spirit of this spirit bow?"

"This spirit is a fire-type demonic beast, a descendant of the Flame Lion and the Fire Cloud Roar, with a trace of Qilin blood, and has inherited the Fire Cloud Roar's sonic attack talent. ”

"Oh?" Xiao Yuchen raised his eyebrows, "In this way, it's not bad to be a machine spirit." ”

"Is that okay?" asked Feng Qianyan.

"No problem. Xiao Yuchen nodded, "But-"

"But what?"

"Just your small body," Xiao Yuchen said, looking up and down at Feng Qiyan, "This spirit bow is usually used by men, whose is it?"

"It is indeed a man's. Feng Qiyan deliberately accentuated the word "man".

"Who's?"

Feng Qianyan smiled slightly, and said jokingly: "Lord Wang, is this jealous?"

"Heh, why are you jealous?" Xiao Yuchen chuckled, "Presumably, it's cold." ”

Feng Tianyan was a little frustrated, how could Xiao Yuchen know everything! He pouted and asked, "How do you know!"