3 Senior Brother Chu Tianxiao 2
Sure enough, it was Marshal Feng.
Marshal Feng walked in front of Xue Zhibei and smiled happily: "Xue Zhibei, how is our Royal Highness? Is it better than your prince?"
not bad?
Can that be described as not bad?
Xue Zhibei was obviously unhappy, and he clasped his fists at Feng Xiangnan: "We will have a bombing of the decisive battle soon, Marshal Feng, there will be a period later."
After he finished speaking, he turned his head and took a group of them from Dongsang Country back.
Marshal Feng's face instantly became very difficult
"Father!" Feng Wu quickly supported Marshal Feng!
Marshal Feng covered his stomach: "Let's go, go back quickly."
Jun Linyuan frowned, staring at Feng Wu's hand holding Marshal Feng.
Adoptive father?
Someone is still very upset!
So stand still.
Feng Wu saw that Jun Linyuan was not injured. Out of the pharmacist's instinct, her attention must fall on those who were injured, especially the two elders she respected, Marshal Feng and Elder Helian.
Feng Wu walked and found that Jun Linyuan didn't follow. Looking back, the young man was still standing in the same place.
Feng Wu asked the Great Elder Dongfang to walk with the Grand Marshal, while she walked back quickly.
"Jun Linyuan?" Feng Wu looked at him suspiciously.
His Royal Highness glared at Feng Wu with a sullen face and turned his head away.
Feng Wu became more and more puzzled: "What's the matter with you?"
His Highness Jun put the sword back into the scabbard, put his hands behind him, and turned away again.
Feng Wu's innocent face: "..."
She looked at the housekeeper Feng who was not far away in confusion. Housekeeper Feng put his fist on his lips, coughed lightly to express his hint to Feng Wu, and then turned to leave.
Feng Wu was dizzy.
What is the situation.
But she knew very well that Jun Linyuan was angry.
She just didn't know why Jun Linyuan was angry.
Didn't you call him brother Jun?
But isn't that what the situation requires? Whoever has nothing to do and calls him brother Jun every day? She is not a little fan girl.
Of course, Feng Wu wouldn't say this, so she stretched out her finger and poked Jun Linyuan.
Jun Linyuan's body is upright, and the phoenix dance is poking hard.
Her fingers almost hurt, and he still didn't move.
Feng Wu thought of today's battle, thanks to Jun Linyuan, otherwise, the top level of the Spiritual Holy Realm would be almost wiped out.
So, Feng Wu coaxed him a lot, and came up with a soft voice: "His Royal Highness, are you angry?"
His Royal Highness: "Yeah!"
Um?
This person is still ashamed to say hmm?
When was he so thick-skinned? When I was angry before, I was stern and ignored people.
But now, it's a lot more coaxing.
Feng Wu walked in front of him and leaned up, only three inches away from him.
"Then why are you angry?" The girl's face was bright and her eyes were bright, moist and mottled like a deer in the forest.
Such as the eyes of Mercury, close at hand.
The breath is lingering, and it is scorching hot.
The anger in Jun Linyuan's heart dissipated a little.
"Tell me, why are you angry?" The girl didn't understand, her green fingers poked at his hard chest.
His Highness Jun muffled: "I'm not angry!"
The girl burst out laughing, her voice soft, and her smile was like a flower: "You are angry for a while, but you are not angry for a while, so are you angry or not?"
This young man whose strength is comparable to Xue Zhibei has a peerless handsome face.
Feng Wu laughed more and more, she took Jun Linyuan's hand: "Okay, let's not be angry anymore, shall we go back together?"