Marry a princess: Mr.Mo, please take it

Mo yuan wanted to ask, how my daughter-in-law is related to your master, but he thought this question would make his daughter-in-law unhappy, so he didn't say it again.

Feng Jiuwu was stunned and shook her head calmly towards aiyao. "It's all right. I have strong control over the border."

Aiyao took a smoke from the corner of her mouth and said again, "Miss Feng, even if you have strong control over the border, you can't ignore your body."

When Siqiu saw aiyao saying this, he frowned tightly and said to aiyao. The indifference in that tone surprised aiyao's heart, "aiyao."

Aiyao also responded quickly. His master didn't speak about what Fengjiu dance wanted. He just said so. No wonder his master would be angry“ Miss Feng, I'm sorry. "

After aiyao apologized, she didn't speak again. Feng Jiuwu shook her head and said to Siqiu, "Siqiu, you go to your place to rest. In the evening, I'll make a boundary. You don't have to come out. The boundary is nothing to me now."

Siqiu was stunned when he heard Fengjiu dance say so. He looked around at Fengjiu dance. Then he showed a bitter smile and shook his head. There was some emotion in his tone. "You have advanced so quickly, and you have advanced a lot."

When Feng Jiuwu heard Siqiu say so, she slightly pulled the corners of her lips and gently agreed, "well, it's really advanced a lot this time."

How many people listen to what they say? It's a little cloudy. Advanced? But why didn't they feel that the fluctuation of Feng Jiu dance ability increased? Is it the ability to control that makes them look as indifferent as water when they watch Phoenix nine dance?

Re Zhi Qing opened his eyes. "Xiao jiu'er, are you advanced?" In fact, what he really wanted to ask was the realm of Feng Jiu dance cultivation, because he still couldn't see the cultivation of Feng Jiu dance.

Feng Jiuwu nodded, and then there was no more.

Shao Yichen also looked at Fengjiu dance with strange eyes and carefully said, "cousin, are you very good at cultivation now?" Even for such a long time, the border can be cloth. How can it not be powerful.

Feng Jiuwu was stunned. He didn't expect Shao Yichen to answer like this. He looked at Shao Yichen and nodded, "there's no problem with the border crossing in one night."

Siqiu looked at Fengjiu dance with a light smile. There was no problem with the one night border crossing. If he looked at the cultivation of Fengjiu dance, there would be no problem with the three-day and three night border crossing.

Shao Yichen opened his eyes, looked at Feng Jiu dance with adoration on his face, and hurriedly said, "cousin, can you teach me cloth border?"

When Yan heard Shao Yichen say so, he secretly scolded him for being shameless. In fact, he just wanted to say this, but Shao Yichen took the lead.

Phoenix nine dance slightly drew red lips, and some had no choice but to say "no, learning to make boundaries needs talent."

Shao Yichen was stunned, and some didn't respond to Feng Jiuwu's words. "Cousin, can't I learn to form a world?"

Yan heard Shao Yichen's silly words, silently turned his eyes to the sky, and some speechless said, "my sister-in-law is saying you don't have talent."

Shao Yichen Mo, is Feng Jiuwu implicitly rejecting him? How can this be? He likes to make boundaries very much. If he can't learn to make boundaries, he must regret his death.

Shao Yichen opened his eyes again and looked at Fengjiu dance pitifully. He hoped that Fengjiu dance could promise him and teach him to make a boundary.

Seeing that Feng Jiuwu didn't speak for a long time, Shao Yichen was a little disappointed. Can't he really learn to make friends?

Yan Chaofeng Jiuwu thought about it and smiled. "Sister-in-law, don't pay attention to this guy. This guy wants to learn everything. He won't have talent. He'll stop another day."

Shao Yichen took a smoke from the corner of his mouth. Well, is this what others call daily mutual resentment.

"You don't look at yourself. You can't do anything. You know how to scare and fool around." Shao Yichen, who was speechless, was so angry that Shao Yichen wanted to rush over and beat the guy who deserved to be beaten.

"All right, thunder, Xiaoyi, Yan, you have a tent, the second leader, Arsen, a tent for business night, Shu Han, Su Yao, and a tent for my uncle, a tent for Xiaoxiao and An'an, and a tent for me and my daughter-in-law." They don't include Siqiu. There are only five tents. In this way, no one has the intention to object.

Chong Zhiqing clenched his fist tightly. Ah, this guy dared to call him uncle. It's a beating.

As soon as Mo yuan's voice fell, there was a click here, which made the people present look back. They were a little confused. They saw some powder in Siqiu's hand, which made them all a little confused about what the powder in Siqiu's hand was.

As long as aiyao on the side of Siqiu knew that his master was angry. His master watched his beloved woman sleep with other men, not to mention the master, even he couldn't help being angry.

Feng Jiuwu turned her head to Siqiu and asked in a low voice, "Siqiu, what's the matter with you?"

Aiyao wants to shout at Feng Jiuwu and let her stop.

Siqiu Chaofeng nine dance pulled out a lip corner and smiled faintly. "It's all right, just a little tired."

When Feng Jiuwu heard Siqiu say so, some worries flashed in her eyes, "then you go to have a rest first." Think of revenge is her presence in that world, like relatives and friends. This guy's body did not dare in previous lives, so don't mention coming to this world. If she didn't appear, think of revenge would have few years to live.

Everyone present listened to the conversation between the two. When the voice of Siqiu fell, several people looked at Siqiu strangely. They didn't see that the man was in poor health, but his face was a little pale.

After watching Fengjiu dance again, how do they feel that Fengjiu dance cares about this man?

"OK." After Siqiu said this, he stood up, smiled at Feng Jiuwu, and then whispered, "Jiuwu, you have to rest early. We have to go tomorrow."

Feng Jiuwu nodded, "HMM."

Aiyao wants to help his master, because he really feels something wrong with his master. Before he reaches out his hand, Siqiu gently caresses his hand and whispers, "No."

Then he went back to his tent to rest, leaving several people looking at each other, some confused.

Shao Yichen scratched his head and began to wonder, "cousin, are we going to find something with that gentleman tomorrow?"

His heart is like a cat scratching. He is very nervous and excited. Now, his cousin's Vinegar jar will appear again. This is what he wants to see most now. He is so excited.

Feng Jiuwu pulled her red lips, gave a slight, um, and threw a branch into the fire. Looking at the clearly extinguished fire, she seemed to be trapped in some thoughts.