At this time, he was already shaking his head drunkenly. His eyes were gradually closing, and he tried to open them again. His drunken and cute look looked like a roly-poly, which made Chang Le laugh.
At this time, Chang Le was also full. She hurriedly ran to Xiao Qi, raised her head and looked at him, "Silly Xiao Qi, drink less. If you get drunk, who will protect your mother?"
"Mother?" Feng Cang was already trembling with embarrassment in his red lips.
This chicken actually called her mother and Chu Wuyou daddy. It could also speak. It should be an incarnated magical beast. Such a magical beast must be at a high level to be able to speak.
Could it be that its body is not a rooster at all, but some other magical beast?
When Chu Wuyou heard Chang Le's words, he looked at her with an evil look on his face, raised his shining eyes, blinked at her, and said softly: "Little fool, little fool, of course it's me.
Protect you!"
Having said this, he looked at Fengcang politely, "I want to talk to Changle alone and let Liluo take you out for a walk. The scenery here is very nice, completely different from the one in the Dark Fantasy Palace."
This is an eviction order!
Although he said it politely, in his words he wanted to invite Feng Cang, this heavenly beauty, out so that he could chat with Chang Le.
Feng Cang was startled at this moment, her face showed no expression, but her heart had already been grasped hard.
how so?
Before he met Xu Changle, Chu Wuyou treated her very well, thoughtful and gentle, but when he met her, he actually ordered her to leave.
Did he know that she was the saint of the Dark Illusion Palace, a being that even Emperor Cang Qi did not dare to offend, yet he did not even take her seriously.
She snorted coldly in her heart, but stood up calmly, and still bowed to Chu Wuyou, "Okay, you two chat for now, I'll come out and take a look!"
She, Feng Cang, has yet to get what she wants. What's more, she is a third-level Martial Emperor. With such a god-like existence, she doesn't have to compete with Xu Changle.
Now, Chu Wuyou just wanted to tease Xu Changle for fun when he saw that she had become smaller. When he gets over his excitement, he will definitely choose himself who is equal to him.
She and he are truly the right match. How could Xu Changle, a young man from a small family, be so angry? I heard he is an eight-star warrior. I really don't know what she is so crazy about.
"Liluo, take good care of Miss Fengcang. If anything happens to her, I'm the only one to ask questions!" Chu Wuyou narrowed his eyes coldly and ordered to Liluo.
At this time, Feng Cang had already walked out of the tent with a cold face. He was dressed in white clothes and fluttering. His black hair was hanging down like a fairy. He was so beautiful that he was truly otherworldly. He was noble and pure. He was probably the most attractive person here.
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Liluo quickly followed him and brought the tent curtain with him. He understood his master's intention. He wanted to be alone with Miss Changle.
At this time, Xiao Qi had fallen to the side, fell into a deep sleep, and was snoring, making Chang Le dumbfounded.
After everyone in the camp retreated, Chang Le sat coldly on the edge of the table. She crossed her arms, stared at Chu Wuyou with piercing eyes, and said bluntly: "What do you want to do? There should be no more relations between us.
Alright?"
There was a faint smile in Chu Wuyou's eyes. He carefully looked at Chang Le's current appearance. She was as long as his middle finger, thin and small, as if she would fall over if the wind blew, and she was sitting with a cold expression on her face.