The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 872 Feng Yu'an (3)

After Feng Yu'an finished speaking, she glanced at Xie Wanrong.

Only then did Xie Wanrong seriously look at the third princess.

With a peach blossom face, charming eyes, and a small cherry mouth, she is a rare beauty.

Xie Wanrong stood still and listened to their words, originally wanted to back off, not to get involved in their verbal dispute.

Unexpectedly, just when she was about to leave, Feng Yu'an suddenly said: "Wan Rong, why don't you let me see your phoenix soul and open my eyes."

It's just like this, it has already become like this.

If they could see her beast soul entity, they wouldn't be crazy. ,

Xie Wanrong smiled sheepishly, and said very humbly: "I'm afraid I will disappoint the third princess. I'm stupid, and I haven't learned how to get started yet, and I don't know how to use beast souls."

Dull in talent--

Feng Yu'an twitched the corners of her mouth, it was really ironic when those words came out of her mouth.

For someone as big as Xie Wanrong, Feng Yu'an naturally didn't believe Xie Wanrong's words.

She turned her eyes, "Brother, your disciple can't even invite me, it seems that you have to come in person."

Xiao Yu shook his sleeves and sat down: "She really can't."

"..." Feng Yu'an's expression changed: "Brother, are you joking with me, this girl should have passed her age, how could she not know how to get started."

"She is a newly discovered beast soul, and she has not cultivated it yet." Xiao Yu said simply.

Feng Yu'an glanced at Xie Wanrong in surprise, even though she had never practiced, but in Qingshan College, it is impossible for Xiao Yu not to teach her how to get started.

Unless it's what Xie Wanrong said, she really won't.

Feng Yu'an's mood changed at this time, and she smiled meaningfully: "I am pregnant with a phoenix soul, but I don't even have an entry. If you say it, it's not a joke. You can't enter the door. Even if you have the best qualifications, it's nothing It is useless."

Feng Yu'an's voice gradually became sharp and sharp, and she raised her eyebrows and looked at Xiao Yu: "Senior brother, you don't understand this truth, do you?"

"You don't need to say more!" Xiao Yu scolded in a cold voice: "What do you care about Qingshan College's affairs?"

Anyone can tell that Xiao Yu is not kind to Feng Yu'an.

Feng Yu'an shrugged nonchalantly, "Senior brother, I'm worried about you, so that I won't waste my effort and energy in wasting my joy, after all..." She turned her attention to Xie Wanrong: "A rotten wood cannot be carved."

If it is said that Xie Wanrong has a face that is very similar to the statue of a goddess, Feng Yu can feel at ease, but now, even if it is a face that can be imagined again, but cannot cultivate the beast soul, it is a shameful existence in Beixi Continent.

But her aunt was a little luckier than Xie Wanrong.

Although her aunt's appearance is not as good as the woman in front of her, she is also a tiger soul with excellent animal soul qualifications.

Moreover, he is extremely talented, and his cultivation speed is extremely fast, but in his sixtieth year, he has already reached the spiritual stage.

Everyone in the Beixi Continent has a very long lifespan, and the higher the level of cultivation, the longer the lifespan, and even the appearance can be maintained.

Although Feng Yu'an and Xiao Yu looked young, they were actually nearly forty years old.

Xie Wanrong didn't listen to a word Feng Yu'an said.

On the contrary, Xiao Yu's face has become very ugly: "Yu'an, if you want to say one more word, don't blame me for throwing you out of here!"

Feng Yu'an pursed her lips, somewhat avoiding Xiao Yu, snorted coldly, and stood a few steps away from Xiao Yu, before saying: "I'm not doing it for your own good!"

(End of this chapter)