Yun Chu stood on the high platform and looked at the young man with a bright smile on the horse. The mood that was a little tangled just now suddenly became clear, but his words were still arrogant. "I don't need your help. Now, I am already a martial artist." Leader!" She clasped her hands behind her back and looked at him without any intention of being grateful, "Didn't you say in the inn before that if you get away, you won't be able to come back?!"
Jumping off the horse, Shen Fengchu ran all the way up the steps to the stage, panting and came to her side, "I was afraid that I would run away and not find my wife, so I didn't dare to run away at all, so I'll be back soon." ”
Yu'er and Shangguan Wuji, who rushed to Yun Chu's side, laughed lightly when they heard his words.
"Princess, my consort has given you face like this, why don't you show your respect and stop being angry?" Yu'er asked cautiously.
Yun Chu glanced at her and quickly glanced at Shen Fengchu's slightly pale face, "Forget it, I am in a good mood today, so I won't argue with you!"
"Thank you, madam!" Shen Fengchu immediately smiled as brightly as spring, and held onto Yunchu's arm, "Come, let me help madam off the stage!"
The two walked off the stage together, with Xiaobai bouncing beside him, and Yu'er and Shangguan Wuji followed closely behind.
Sitting in the chariot again, under the protection of a group of Fengqi Camp generals, the two slowly left the competition stage.
On the stage, Lin Luanxiu looked at the figure on the gorgeous chariot, her eyes full of unwillingness and anger.
"There must be some hidden secret in her body, how could she suddenly become so powerful!"
Lin Jiamu glanced at his daughter and shook his head gently, "No need to say more, let's go back to the guest room first!"
As a result, the eight major factions in the stands left each other, and the people in the audience also sighed and dispersed.
Inside the Hua Chaan.
Shen Fengchu leaned on the back of the chair, squinting at Yun Chu's side face, with a smile on his lips.
"Isn't the lady curious?"
Yun Chu looked sideways at him, "What are you curious about?"
"I'm injured, but I keep laughing. Isn't it strange?" he asked.
"You are different from ordinary people, why is it strange?" Yun Chu shrugged, "What's more, your injuries are not real!"
"Are you praising me for being different?" Shen Fengchu asked with a smile.
Before Yunchu could answer, he suddenly frowned and coughed lightly.
Shen Fengchu hurriedly took out a handkerchief from his body, covered his mouth, and coughed for a while before he stopped coughing.
"The buns I ate this morning were salty!" He explained with a smile and stuffed the handkerchief back into his sleeve pocket.
Looking sideways at his flushed cheeks, Yun Chu frowned slightly, "Is it serious?"
He smiled evilly, "My heart hurts, madam, please help me rub it?"
"Okay!" Uncharacteristically, she did not refuse. She leaned over and stretched out a palm towards his chest.
Shen Fengchu leaned on the back of the chair without moving, but Yun Chu's palm suddenly retracted and stretched towards his right sleeve covered with silk handkerchief. He had expected it, reached out and grabbed her wrist, and he jerked back As soon as he retracted his arms, he pulled her into his arms.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, pressed her against the back of the chair, and got close to her face. He smiled openly and proudly, "Fengchu worked so hard today to send my wife to the position of alliance leader. Shouldn't my wife reward me well?" ?!"
Looking at his dark eyes that showed no evil look at all, Yun Chu did not dodge or resist. He just lowered his eyes gently and stretched out the tip of his tongue to moisten his lips.