Dressed as a sickly prince brat's own mother

Feng Yejia missed the attack. She suddenly felt that she had no face. She didn't want to quickly attack Feng Jiuxi in the direction where she is now!

The Yellow aura was wrapped in huge energy suppression and rushed from all directions.

Hum, it depends on how you hide this time.

Lingli fell and made a huge touch with the ground. In an instant, smoke and dust erupted!

"Hahaha, I win... Wait."

Feng Yejia's proud look was stiff on her face. She stared at that direction and watched as the smoke and dust dispersed. There was no figure of Feng Jiuxi in it!

"How is this possible!"

This is still human speed! No way!

Not only Feng Yejia, but also the people in the stands were not calm.

If it was an accident that they could comfort themselves just now, this time they had to admit that Feng Jiuxi was a hidden expert!

"Is sister looking for me?" Feng Jiuxi's voice suddenly rang from behind. Feng Yejia's cold hair stood up. She turned around and didn't want to attack together.

She was a little flustered. The spiritual power in her hand was completely out of focus at the moment!

Feng Jiuxi easily avoided her third wave of attack. After reaching a certain safe distance, she patted the soil on her body.

"Sister, it's the third move."

Hearing the speech, Feng Yejia's face suddenly changed. No one expected to be so caught off guard!

Originally, Feng Yejia, who felt relaxed and comfortable, couldn't help being vigilant, "what's the matter? There's no aura fluctuation on you."

Feng Jiuxi simply gave me a shoulder. "Yes, as my sister said, I'm just a useless man with no spiritual power. My sister didn't say to beat me in three moves? Come on, I want to finish early and go back to eat ice sugar gourd."

Before Feng Yejia could speak, a little fat man echoed from the stand, "I want to eat, I want to! Bring me one!"

"..." Feng Yejia was speechless.

The meaning of her words was clearly to laugh at her. She couldn't even win a waste!

At the same time, Feng Yejia glanced at the grandstand. The prince looked at himself with a gloomy expression, with some kind of threat and coercion. The father on one side was even more black.

Fengye Jiadun felt that the whole person had unprecedented pressure.

"Mother stick, mother come on!"

Feng Jiuxi heard the cheering sound of his son and sent a big kiss back.

Somehow, she always felt a pair of eyes looking at herself behind her... Especially when she interacted with steamed stuffed bun.

"Mother, be careful!"

Feng Jiuxi was slightly distracted. The next second she heard the startling voice of the little steamed stuffed bun! Her body reacts faster than her head, subconsciously dodges aside, and the Yellow aura attack narrowly passes by.

She turned her head and saw that Feng Yejia's face was very ugly at the moment. Her yellow aura was growing tyrannically, as if she had been forced by her.

This is not the way.

Feng Jiuxi, a bitch, doesn't know where she learned it. She's like a ghost. She can't catch it!

At this moment, Feng Yejia couldn't care so much about winning. An idea came to her mind. She smiled cunningly, suddenly relaxed her strength and dispersed her aura.

He turned to Feng Jiuxi and said softly: "three younger sisters, you and I are sisters after all. We are related by blood, and we grew up together. After all, there have been many misunderstandings between us for so many years. In fact, I always want to explain some things to you personally..."