Chapter 831 Chapter 831 The Overturned Vinegar Jar

Nie Teng stood in front of the horse and looked at Feng Jiu who was sitting on the horse's back. His expression moved slightly when his eyes swept across the face of the little boy in front of her. August 1st? Chinese?? Net w1w?w?. ?8?1zw. com

"What's your business?" Feng Jiu looked at him and said coldly, "Get out of the way."

"Where are you going? I'll take you there." He said, his voice tense.

"Thank you, don't bother." As soon as the voice fell, she pulled the horse rope, sandwiched the horse's belly, and walked over him.

Seeing that the person who was walking gradually walked away leisurely on a horse, he stood still, just watching quietly, until the shadow disappeared from his sight, and he took his eyes back.

"Master, do you want us to take her back?" The man in black who suddenly appeared came to his side, and before he spoke, he was swept away by Nie Teng.

The man in black was startled, he quickly lowered his head and backed away, not daring to look him in the eye, just as he was backing away, he caught a glimpse of him walking with his sword out of the corner of his eye, following behind Na Fengjiu from a distance.

Seeing this, he was slightly startled, but he could only keep up.

And on the main peak of the academy, a white figure watched from a distance that red clothed and rode a white horse gradually away...

As for that Ouyang Xiu, because he was defeated before even touching Feng Jiu's clothes in the first battle, he had to recognize him as a master, which made him angry and stimulated his cultivation heart even more. He originally planned to go back. Yes, but the disastrous defeat in this battle made him bury himself in cultivation, and he never went back.

"What do you think he's doing? He's been with us all the way." Lao Bai walked on his hoofs and glanced back at Nie Teng, who was following far behind, very puzzled.

Human minds are hard to understand. As the Prince of Qingteng, Nie Teng wanted to forcibly occupy and marry his master as a concubine! That scene made blood splatter three feet, but I didn't expect to follow the master with ghosts now, I really don't know what to do.

"Go your way, don't worry about other things." Feng Jiu said, stretched out her hand, took out a fruit from the space and handed it to the little king beside her: "I'll give it to you."

The little guy closed his eyes and leaned into her arms, and said without even looking at it, "Don't eat."

"You little brat, your mouth is quite picky." She didn't care, he didn't eat it, she ate it herself. But I saw that the little guy who was leaning against her arms didn't make a decision, either turning his head or moving, or adjusting his sitting position.

"What's wrong? Is it uncomfortable to sit?" she asked while eating the fruit, wrapping her arms around his waist to prevent him from falling off the horse.

"Why are you messing around with flowers?" he asked suddenly, opening his eyes, his delicate little face full of distress that could not be concealed at this time.

"Ah?" Feng Jiu was stunned for a moment: "Pissing off flowers? I don't have it!" She didn't have that spare time.

"No? Then why did this guy follow him? And what's the matter with that little white face? I don't think he's looking at you right." Like a husband who overturned the vinegar jar, he didn't let go.

It's just that if he looks like an adult man, it's fine, but he looks like this little one, and it sounds like he can't help laughing at the look on his face.

"You are a lot of nosy! Tell me, are you really only three or four years old?" She was full of suspicion, thinking that three or four-year-old children are more refined, and they can't be like this, right?

"Those people look very annoying."

He frowned, pursed his lips, and when his face darkened, Feng Jiu always had the illusion that the child in front of him was the Hell Lord.