Marshal Feng walked up to Xue Zhibei and smiled heartily: "Xue Zhibei, what do you think of our lord? He is not worse than your prince, right?"
not bad?
Is that something that can be described as not bad?
Xue Zhibei was obviously unhappy, and he clasped his fists at Feng Xiangnan: "Soon we will carry out the bombing of the decisive battle, Marshal Feng, see you later."
After saying that, he turned around and took everyone from Dongsang Kingdom back.
Marshal Feng's face instantly became very ugly!
"Father!" Feng Wu quickly supported Marshal Feng!
Marshal Feng held his stomach and said, "Let's go back quickly."
Jun Linyuan frowned and stared at Feng Wu's hand holding Marshal Feng.
Foster father?
Someone is still very unhappy!
So I stood still.
Feng Wu saw that Jun Linyuan was not injured. Out of the instinct of an alchemist, her attention must have fallen on those injured, especially Marshal Feng and Elder Helian, two elders she respected.
As Feng Wu walked, she realized that Jun Linyuan had not followed her. When she looked back, she saw that the young man was still standing there stiffly.
Feng Wu asked Grand Elder Dongfang to support the Grand Marshal while she walked back quickly.
"Jun Linyuan?" Feng Wu looked at him doubtfully.
His Highness Jun glared at Feng Wu with a straight face and turned his head away.
Feng Wu became more and more confused: "What's wrong with you?"
Your Highness put the sword back into its scabbard, put his hands behind his back, and turned away again.
Feng Wu's innocent little face: "..."
She looked doubtfully at Butler Feng, who was not far away. Butler Feng put his fist to his lips, coughed lightly as a hint to Feng Wu, and then turned around and left.
Feng Wu looked dizzy.
What's going on?
But she knew very well that Jun Linyuan was angry.
She just didn't know why Jun Linyuan was angry.
Didn't he call him Brother Jun?
But isn’t that what the situation requires? Who calls him Brother Jun every day when he has nothing to do? She is not a little fangirl.
Of course Feng Wu wouldn't say this, so she stretched out her finger to poke Jun Linyuan.
Jun Linyuan's body was upright, and Feng Wu poked his hard penis.
It almost hurt when she poked her finger, but he didn't even move.
Feng Wu thought about today's battle. Fortunately, Jun Linyuan was there. Otherwise, all the high-level officials in the Spiritual Saint Realm would have been wiped out in one fell swoop.
So, Feng Wu coaxed him hard and approached him with a soft voice: "Your Highness, are you angry?"
Your Highness Jun: "Yeah!"
Um?
This person actually said yes without being ashamed?
When did he become so thick-skinned? When he was angry before, he had a straight face and ignored people.
But now, it's much easier to coax.
Feng Wu walked up to him and got closer, only three inches away from him.
"Then why are you angry?" The girl's face was radiant, her eyes were lively, moist and mottled like a deer in the forest.
Like the eyes of Mercury, so close.
The breath is lingering and the heat is unbearable.
The anger in Jun Linyuan's heart could not help but dissipate a little.
"Tell me, why are you angry?" The girl didn't understand, and her green and jade-like fingers poked his hard chest.
His Highness Jun muttered: "No anger!"
The girl chuckled, her voice soft and her smile as bright as a flower: "Sometimes you are angry, and sometimes you are not angry. So are you angry or not?"
This young man whose strength is comparable to that of Xue Zhibei has a peerless handsome face.
Feng Wu laughed even more. She took Jun Linyuan's hand and said, "Okay, let's not be angry anymore. How about we go back together?"