Chapter 432 Make things difficult
Jun Qianluo rolled her eyes at him, "It's important to lose weight, but what I tell you is the truth."

"Then there's no other way." Feng Juechen didn't speak anymore, and ate by himself, and deliberately ate deliciously.

Jun Qianluo resisted looking at him, and was about to take out the elixir to satisfy his hunger, when he stretched out his hand and clutched the rag, sighed and wiped the dust quickly.After she finishes these, she can eat and drink.

"What's your sword called?" Feng Juechen asked suddenly.

Jun Qianluo asked without answering, "What do you call your sword?"

Feng Juechen put down the chopsticks in his hand, "Have you seen my sword?"

How did she know that his sword hadn't been drawn since he woke up?Oh, yes, I used it when I was fighting the Devil Emperor in the ice field.

The azure eyes re-examined her.

"Of course, your sword is a green bamboo sword called Soul Sealing. My sword is called Ice Pore. We went to the North Sea together. You defeated three black flood dragons and found it in the sea. Ice Pore is my mother's divine sword. When my mother and father died fighting for the Qinglan country, they were left behind on the battlefield and were picked up by the generals of the Haoxing country to pay tribute to the king of the Haoxing country.

Before we went to the northern ice field to find the Ice Essence, we once tried to practice the combination of two swords together to see how powerful it is?But it failed.Afterwards, the Ice Essence was found, and the mysterious night of Yin, which was rare in a hundred years, appeared, and the poison of ghosts and evil spirits on your body broke out ahead of time, and the devil emperor came, and you were demonized. "

"Well, that's a good story."

Jun Qianluo's eyes darkened, as long as she said something about him, he would not believe it at all.

"What do you have to do to believe that what I say is true?" Jun Qianluo put down the rag and walked in front of Feng Juechen, meeting his eyes.

"If you tell the truth, the deity will believe it."

Jun Qianluo took a breath and turned around to continue wiping the dust.It took her two hours to wipe the palace spotless, and Feng Juechen lay on the chaise longue and watched her for two hours.

"Black robe."

Feng Juechen pointed to the screen, on which was the black robe he had replaced last night.

"Oh, isn't it just a piece of clothing, simple."

Jun Qianluo was overjoyed when he saw the black robe, and he finished washing a piece of clothing in a short time.

As a result, Feng Juechen shook his head, "Behind the screen."

"Ok?"

Jun Qianluo walked to the back of the screen and looked, there was a deck chair with a pile of black robes on it.

"Well, let's discuss it, can we wash it tomorrow? I promise to clean it up tomorrow morning."

"No." Feng Juechen's thin lips parted slightly.

Jun Qianluo stomped her little foot, rolled up her sleeves, and was about to apply a cleansing technique.

"No spells allowed."

As a result, Feng Juechen's voice struck her like a thunderbolt, and she raised her hands, and she froze in place.

The raised hand landed in front of Feng Juechen, Jun Qianluo gritted his teeth and cursed, "Feng Juechen, don't bully others too much."

"You can tell the truth."

"To shut up!"

"Insulting the deity..."

"Mozun, this servant made a mistake, please don't remember the villain's mistakes, sir, and give this servant a chance to reform. This servant will wash your clothes right away."

Jun Qianluo blinked pitifully at Feng Juechen, and grabbed his sleeve with her little hand to act coquettishly.In order to be able to eat as soon as possible, she didn't even want to face, and acted as cute and coquettish as possible.

Feng Juechen pursed his lips, he looked down at the pair of small white hands, and the sleeves wrinkled by Jun Qianluo, his thin lips parted slightly.

"Oh? It turns out that the one on the deity's body is also washed, so let's wash it together."

Jun Qianluo took a deep breath, and watched Feng Juechen stand up gracefully from the chaise longue in amazement, took off his outer robe and threw it into her arms.

"What? Not enough?"

"Enough is enough."

Jun Qianluo picked up her clothes and ran away as if to escape. If she didn't run again, she was afraid that she would not be able to suppress her anger and fight Feng Juechen.

The sad thing is, she can't beat him!
(End of this chapter)

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