Marry a princess: Mr.Mo, please take it

"Sister Feng, is he really your uncle?" Mu Xiaoxiao still dared to ask, making Feng Jiuwu feel a little helpless. This girl can't change the topic.

Feng Jiuwu nodded again. If Mu Xiaoxiao asked again, she didn't guarantee that she wouldn't kill the girl.

Finally, Mu Xiaoxiao finally learned to be interesting and didn't ask again, but the thief's eyes still made the people present a little hairy. The feeling in his heart was more obvious than those present. He knew that if he let the little girl say anything, he would vomit to death.

"Xiao jiu'er, what are we going to do?" Zhong Zhiqing asked curiously, his face full of interest.

Feng Jiuwu looked ahead and calmly said, "look for herbs."

Obviously, Zhong Zhiqing didn't know before. He was stunned. However, he didn't ask Feng Jiuwu what herbal medicine he was looking for. He felt that his niece was afraid it was not simple. He didn't notice what had happened in the past six months. He knew that he should ask his good seven younger brothers when he came out, otherwise he wouldn't be so oppressed now.

Chong Zhiqing was afraid that the topic would stop and the little girl behind him would keep talking. He didn't want to be hit by the little girl. He directly found some topics and told him all the interesting things he encountered in other places. Originally, he just wanted to avoid the little girl and talk to his niece more, but he didn't know why. The more he said, the more he couldn't stop, The more you speak, the more you feel that what you say is quite reasonable. Along the way, others don't speak much, so there are more clear words.

After more than ten minutes, they walked into the deep forest and finally met some large beasts. If they hadn't met large beasts, they would doubt whether they would have gone to the wrong place.

Feng Jiuwu took a faint look at the large tiger coming out of the dense forest. Its vigorous body, white hair and bright tiger eyes made everyone else take a breath of cold air except Feng Jiuwu and chongzhiqing.

Shao Yichen scolded a sleeping trough in his heart. He didn't expect to meet such a large tiger in such a place. This is a tiger, and the look in the eyes of the tiger is definitely that he hasn't eaten meat for hundreds of years, which makes him panic.

Just before Shao Yichen thought of any way to deal with the big guy, the big guy didn't give people a chance to think at all. He stepped back and flew towards them at once. It was very cruel.

Shao Yichen stared at the white tiger who rushed over and scolded in his heart. He lay in a big slot. The world was mysterious. This big guy didn't rush at others and rushed at his little weak chicken. Shao Yichen almost cried. Everything was different.

He hurried away. Bang, a sour voice rang in Shao Yichen's ears. It was the sound of the tiger landing. He felt pain in his limbs for the tiger. The tiger still looked like he was going to eat him, which made Shao Yichen feel that there was no love in the world.

Looking at the past, he had a little doubt. Why did this group attack him and why no one came to help him? When Shao Yichen saw what those people were doing, he almost vomited a mouthful of blood and became paralyzed. Sure enough, he could only rely on himself in this world, and others would only stand aside.

The six people who had just come with him leaned 50 meters away and looked at him with a smile. In fact, Shao Yichen misunderstood. They didn't look at him with a smile, but looked at him with some worry in their eyes.

Just now they came to help Shao Yichen kill the tiger, but before they opened their legs, they were stopped by Fengjiu dance. They looked at them with some doubts. Fengjiu dance said coldly to them, "stand there and don't go. Let him deal with that thing by himself."

At the thought of the seemingly indifferent words that Feng Jiuwu just said, the tone is irrefutable.

"Sister Feng." What else does Mu Xiaoxiao want to say? Let them help the second senior brother. How can the second senior brother deal with that thing by himself? Although the second senior brother is powerful, he hasn't killed such a big tiger alone. Can he at least have a body of 1.8 meters.

But she was glanced at by Feng Jiuwu. Mu Xiaoxiao immediately stopped asking for love. She didn't want to be like this. If Sister Feng didn't like it, wouldn't she lose a lot? It's really annoying.

Bang bang, the battle is imminent. Shao Yichen doesn't expect those heartless people. If he can't deal with this big guy, his name will be written in reverse.

Because the tiger's volume is relatively large, the escape speed is obviously much slower, while Shao Yichen is because of his lack of strength. Even if he wants to draw a knife on the tiger with a dagger, he still didn't hurt the animal immediately, let alone those fatal wounds.

At the thought of this, Shao Yichen felt worse and almost cried. Although he admitted that he could deal with the tiger, the only thing was that he would also be injured.

Bang, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground woke up the people present. The people present raised their heads and looked at the man who fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. No, he should still be a child, because he was only sixteen years old.

Shao Yichen didn't know what happened. Suddenly, his throat was sweet. He couldn't help but spit out his mouth directly. The bright red blood dyed the grass red, which was shocking.

Feng Jiuwu frowned slightly. She asked Shao Yichen to fight the tiger. It was not her whim. It was impossible for her to say that she couldn't do anything because she hadn't gone into the primeval forest before. Now she doesn't take care of her blood first. When she goes deeper, she still looks like this. She will be more oppressed if she is eaten by something.

However, the Phoenix nine dance is really a little hard to watch. Take out a small and exquisite dagger from the chaotic space. The dagger is only the size of a palm, and it is dotted with complex patterns. It looks like an ancient pattern. People will be deeply trapped at a glance.

As soon as he raised his hand, he directly shot the dagger in his hand at Shao Yichen. Shao Yichen felt a sharp thing like a death sickle flying towards him behind the slope. His pupils contracted violently, and quickly raised his hand to catch the flying thing.

The chest just hit by the tiger was really painful. Coupled with the impact of the flying thing, Shao Yichen almost didn't breathe. Oh, my God, there are too many bad people in the world. He wants to go home.

Shao Yichen forcibly swallowed the fishy sweetness surging up his throat and looked at the thing in his hand. When he saw it clearly, Shao Yichen's pupils contracted violently