Chapter 43
After being stunned for a moment, Feng Qing flew into a rage, pointed at Jun Wuwu's nose and cursed: "Master, I think highly of you by buying from you, don't be shameless!"

If he hadn't seen the strangeness of the Seventh Prince's Mansion before, he might not even have discussed it.

In Feng Qing's perception, the phoenix tree belonged to their Phoenix family, and he took the phoenix tree only to return it to the original owner.

"Oh?" Jun Wuyi raised his eyebrows and asked playfully, "Then why don't I give it to you?"

Jun Wuyi's expression was very aggressive, and the playfulness on his face almost overflowed the entire Seventh Prince's Mansion.

"You..." Feng Qing almost couldn't hold back his natal fire, and in the end he still felt that the Seventh Prince's mansion was full of weirdness, especially the lame Seventh Prince Jun Wuwu, the smile on his face was treacherous. He had to compete with the group of old immortals he had seen tens of thousands of years ago.

Jun Wuyi looked at Feng Qing's raised hand curiously, without the slightest fear: "Are you trying to bully the disabled?"

Feng Qing curled her lips in disdain: "In our practice world, there is no distinction between disabled and non-disabled."

"But this is the mortal world, not the world of practice." The playful smile on Jun Wuyi's face did not change at all.

Feng Qing was stunned, and immediately scolded angrily: "Since you know that you are only a mortal, I can crush you to death with one finger, why don't you obediently give me this tree?"

"This is mine, and I can give it to whoever I want. But you are too rude, I can't give you the tree." Jun Wuyi turned to look at the steward of the palace standing beside him: "Boss Zhou, see off the guests."

Manager Zhou immediately walked over and said to Feng Qing: "Master, you have already seen the tree, you should leave now."

Feng Qing finally saw Wutong, how could she leave easily, and immediately flew to the side of Wutong.

The phoenix stands in the air, and the wind blows his fiery red hair, flying in the air wantonly, with red hair and red clothes, he is arrogant and unruly.

The ground next to the sycamore tree cracked fine marks, and the roots of the sycamore tree slowly emerged from the ground.

Zhou Guanshi exclaimed: "This...how should I do this?!"

Jun Wuyi glanced at Zhou Guanshi and reminded: "You let people in."

"How did I know this little boy would be so rude?"

Jun Wuyi raised his eyebrows: "Then is this my fault?"

Manager Zhou immediately realized his problem, and quickly lowered his head: "My lord, it's the old man's fault. The old man immediately called someone to arrest him."

After Manager Zhou left in a hurry, Jun Wuyi said to the people behind him, "Go and get me a cup of tea."

The people behind hesitated: "My lord, this person is not kind, I'm afraid it will hurt my lord."

"Is my words so useless?" Jun Wuwu twitched his eyes, not angry.

The people behind immediately lowered their heads and cupped their fists: "The villain is going now."

Jun Wuyi and Feng Qing were the only ones left in the inner court. Jun Wuyi rolled up his sleeves and took out a green porcelain bottle. After opening the porcelain bottle, a burst of life fell on the sycamore tree that was about to be uprooted.

It's not easy for him to raise this sycamore tree until now, and he doesn't want to see this sycamore tree die because of the sudden appearance of a little phoenix.

Seeing the sycamore tree getting closer and closer to her, Feng Qing's eyes lit up little by little.

This is the sycamore, the real sycamore.

Just when Feng Qing was about to take the sycamore tree into his body, a sword intent came from outside.

(End of this chapter)

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