Chapter 1063 I Am Very Cold, so I Will Not Take the Initiative to Kiss You (29)

"My lord, why don't you go?"

Feng Jue was puzzled.

Feng Qian looked at the entrance of the cave and said softly, "The one in the middle is the safest, you go first."

Feng Jue hesitated, did his ancestor intend to abandon him?

He stood back silently, and said righteously: "I can't leave my ancestor alone, I want to go together."

Feng Qian: "..."

Feng Qian didn't speak, just raised his hand and beat the man into the hole.

Feng Jue: "!"

Later, after going deep into the entrance of the cave, Feng Jue, who came out of the secret realm directly, looked at the desolate island and the vast sea in front of him, and the boy looked depressed.

The safest thing in the mouth of the ancestors is... to leave the secret realm directly? !

Feng Juesheng found a big rock and squatted on it.

…

Feng Qian used his spiritual power to explore three caves before.

There is also a certain understanding of the situation inside.

After watching for a while, Feng Qian raised his foot and walked towards the rightmost hole.

Almost as soon as Feng Qian entered, he was surrounded by a burst of white light.

The girl closed her eyes subconsciously, and when she opened them again, her field of vision widened.

She was standing on a green path at this time, and on both sides were vast seas of flowers.

Like a sea of ​​pink.

When the wind blows gently, waves are set off, like waves rising and falling on the sea surface, and when it is still, it looks like layers of ripples on the surface of a lake.

In the sea of ​​flowers, a transparent butterfly is flying, and when it flaps its wings, it seems to have a faint luster.

The strong fragrance of flowers hits the nose.

Feng Qian frowned, and immediately raised his hand to cast a barrier to isolate the smell of pollen outside.

She just smelled the fragrance of flowers for a while, thin sweat broke out on her forehead, her body was limp and weak, and an unspeakable hotness surged into her heart.

Some dry mouth.

Feng Qian suppressed the discomfort, and gradually got better.

There should be aphrodisiac ingredients in pollen.

With a slightly trembling expression, Feng Qian continued to walk forward along the path in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers.

She vaguely felt a very faint breath.

His Highness's fragmented breath.

Not far away, there is a light door surrounded by a faint mist, making it difficult to see the scene behind it clearly.

Feng Qian gradually approached the light gate, and after a pause, she raised her foot and walked in.

The light gate is not a teleportation gate, but an ordinary gate.

Feng Qian walked in, surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness.

After passing through the mist, the vision began to clear up.

A few flowers grew sporadically on the ground.

Feng Qian raised his eyes to look inside, and caught a glimpse of a white corner of his clothes.

A young boy in white was lying among the flowers with his eyes closed.

There is a drop of crystal dew on the white forehead.

Feng Qian squatted down, took Di Zhao into his arms and helped him up.

"Azhao."

She called out a few times, and the eyelids of the boy in her arms moved, and after a while, they gradually opened their eyes.

His fair skin was now slightly pink.

There is also water in the dark eyes, blurred and intoxicating.

"grown ups……"

Di Zhao opened his mouth slowly, his clean and pleasant voice was very low and slightly hoarse at the moment.

Feng Qian frowned.

It's over.

With a blank expression, the girl cast a barrier to isolate herself and the boy from the pollen outside.

"I am hot."

Di Zhao frowned, and raised his hand to pull at his skirt.

Feng Qian blinked, reached out and took Di Zhao's hand.

"Don't take it off."

"Huh?" Di Zhao was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Feng Qian.

"But... I'm so hot and uncomfortable."

Feng Qian was expressionless.

no……

What should I do if a child is aroused?

The wind is light and a bit square.

She tried to resolve it with spiritual power, but found it was useless.

The little boy in his arms had already lowered his head and unbuttoned his clothes, and was pulling them wildly.

"Azhao!"

Feng Qian held the broken hand, "Be good, be obedient."