She didn't bother him, but simply condensed a cloud. Unexpectedly, the weather was too cold here. As soon as the cloud condensed, it turned into a big ice lump and it fell without a shadow.

she:"……"

Well, it seems that her skills are still insufficient.

The gravity here is not very strong, and Jun Feise himself couldn't stand in the air, and almost shook down several times.

The cloud condensed by Feng Xinglan was not big. After he sat down, she squeezed her legs when she went up, and her legs would be pressed against him.

Feng Xinglan, who had been meditating, seemed to notice her embarrassment. The cloud under him grew silently and automatically reached the place where Jun Feise stood, holding her feet.

Jun Feise didn't have to draw this line with him, so he stood there.

She couldn't help but look at Feng Xinglan again, and found that his face had been a little pale, as if he was exhausting his spiritual power.

How did he arrive in time?

Where did he know that she was here?

Or maybe he wanted to come and just happened to meet her?

Several questions circling in Jun Feise's mind, but she still didn't ask him-

He was meditating and recovering, so Jun Feise naturally would not disturb him. He could only stand there and stare at the exit, waiting for Emperor Mo Chuan to come out.

Feng Xinglan's prediction was very accurate. Emperor Mo Chuan did fly out of the door half an hour later.

His speed was too fast, almost turning into a light tower, making people unable to see the head and tail, and shot out like a shell! He flew straight out three or four thousand meters before he could barely stop the castration, and his head was standing up and down there, still rotating...

Jun Feise had already flew over, and was startled to see his attitude. He hurriedly raised his hand to pull him, but he almost got pulled by him.

Hurry up and stand firm: "Master?"

Emperor Mo Chuan finally stabilized, then stood up with a whistle. His face turned red as if he was drunk, and he was shaking there, obviously being dizzy.

Jun Feise raised his hand and pressed his shoulder to help him stand firm: "Master, are you okay?"

I was wondering, the master's posture was a bit special. Isn't it impossible to turn through this door? Why did the master turn like a fan?

Emperor Mo Chuan's hair was all facing the sky, his clothes were messy, and his clothes were still hanging on his ears. He had never been so embarrassed in his life. Unexpectedly, he was thrown into his disciples for the first time-

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but suddenly took a few steps and then vomited with a wow.

Jun Feise: "..."

Emperor Mo Chuan almost vomited bitter water. Finally, he stopped vomiting. He raised his sleeve and wiped his tears, and smiled bitterly: "I've turned my head to death!"

He glanced at Emperor Xinglan again, saying, "It's hard for him to get into such a perverted place!"

While speaking, he tidied up his messy clothes and hair.

"I have said that the road ahead will be more and more difficult. If you don't let you follow me, who can you blame me if you don't listen?" Feng Xinglan opened his eyes and stood up. He looked at Emperor Mo Chuan's gaze and felt a little teasing: "You still have time to regret it now."

Emperor Mo Chuan seriously suspected that the other party was slandering him!!

However, he is a person who cannot be beaten to death. He is the type of braver he becomes more and more courageous as he sets down. So he thrust his chest, took out a fan and shook it, shook the former Yushu Linfeng, and smiled freely: "The little god doesn't regret it! For the happiness of his good disciple, no matter how hard or tired he is, it is worth it!"
Chapter completed!