Enter the Grand Marshal's Mansion 1

Feng Wu glanced at it and saw that one of the people in the crowd was the old Jia.

If it were someone else, it would definitely be embarrassing now.

But who is Feng Wu?

She is a phoenix dance who has passed through the army without changing her face.

So Feng Wu didn't change her face, so she walked in directly.

"Old building, why did you come back this time?" Lao Jia on the side greeted Feng Wu.

Feng Wu looked in pain and waved her hand: "Hurry up, hurry up—"

"Oh, hey, then hurry up and hurry up! I'll talk to you later." Seeing that Feng Wu was in such a hurry, how could he dare to ask? In an instant, the phoenix dance was let in.

The guards in the two rows are guards, they are not looking sideways, the real concierge is Lao Jia.

After Feng Wu flowed into the Grand Marshal's Mansion, she occupied the identity of the concierge in the old building, so she dared to walk around the mansion.

If someone asks you, say that someone outside the door wants to see the master, and he will let him know.

As for which master, Feng Wu did not say, and others would not ask in detail.

Feng Wu walked all the way, and soon came to the yard where Bu Jingyu was.

Bu Jingyu, this little brat, was treated well. Because he followed his teacher, he actually had his own small courtyard in the commander's house, but this small courtyard was next to Mr. Zuoqiu, so Feng Wu was cautious and cautious.

The front gate was locked tightly.

Feng Wu is planning to climb over the wall and enter.

However, Mr. Zuoqiu used the formation and inscriptions to control the walking scriptures.

His old man actually set up a formation here, just to prevent Bu Jingyu from going over the wall and playing outside without endorsing it?

Feng Wu was also speechless.

This formation is trapped in the walking scriptures, but it can't trap the phoenix dance.

In a remote corner, Feng Wu broke a small hole in the formation, and after the slender body got in, Feng Wu backhanded and filled the formation.

Unknowingly.

The entire yard is locked by a layer of formation, so there is no need to close the door from the room to the yard.

The sound of reading aloud came from Feng Wu's ears.

It is the sound of the scriptures.

Feng Wu walked from the cross courtyard to the main room, looked closely, and saw Bu Jingyu sitting in the room shaking his head.

This time he recited not ancient scriptures, but inscription books.

Level 5 inscription.

Feng Wu sighed, this child is not very fast at learning inscriptions.

Feng Wu walked in quietly while talking.

Bu Jingyu didn't notice, sitting on the wooden bench, shaking his head, his back was very vigorous.

Feng Wu reached out and poked his back.

Bu Jingyu frowned, thinking it was a fly, so he simply ignored it and continued to recite it with a bitter face.

Feng Wu's slender fingers poked at him again.

Bu Jingyu became impatient, and he turned around angrily!

As he turned around, he was furious: "Well, you annoying little fly, I don't know about me..."

Then, step by step, I saw a middle-aged man!

Step by step language is like seeing a ghost, the whole person is wrong, shocked on the spot!

"How did you get in?!" Bu Jingyu jumped out, grabbed a sword on the wall, and pointed at Feng Wu: "Hey, aren't you that porter?!"

When Bu Jingyu was not imprisoned by his master in the room for endorsement, he liked to run outside the most, so he was a little familiar with the concierge.

Feng Wu crossed her arms with her hands, smiling and looking at Bu Jingyu without speaking.

The little boy was a little hairy when he was stared at by Feng Wu's eyes.

This look is too sharp, too strong!

This is by no means the look a concierge should have!

"Who are you?" Bu Jingyu suddenly found a very bad premonition in his heart, and his heart was shaking!

Feng Wu looked at him with a smile: "Guess what?"

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