Mrs. Waste Wood Exploded Again

   Chapter 597 Demon Valley Master (1)

  Accordingly, the status of blue clothes in Feng's family will not exist.

   She took out a magic talisman from the storage talisman and placed it in front of her cautiously, in a daze.

   This magical charm looks like it has been around for some years. It is wrinkled, but it has not turned yellow at all. It can be seen that the material is not ordinary.

   She looked at the magic talisman in front of her, as if a familiar and vicissitudes of voice had passed through time and space and reached her ears, making her eyes moist.

"Yiyi, if you are in danger in the future, you can tear open the talisman, and the seal on your body will also be lifted, but you remember that once your seal is lifted, your strength will be restored. Those enemies of your father, I will find you! Unless you are in danger, don't move!"

  Lanyi looked at the magic talisman in her hand, and finally put it away calmly. She turned to look at the sky outside the window, and those clear eyes became more and more firm...

  …

   Wangjing Mofu.

  Feng Xun lay lazily on the soft couch, holding a cup of tea in her hand, her body was lazy and evil, and her whole body seemed to have no bones.

  The milk bag was leaning on Feng Xun's body, its eyes were half closed, and it was also lazily basking in the sun.

   "Mo Qianqiu and Mo have not returned yet?"

  Nipple's expression has become a lot more negative. Is A Xun now wanting to find Mo Qianqiu without seeing him for a moment?

"I am not sure."

"Oh."

  Feng Xun didn't say much. The environment of the Mo residence was much better than that of the Qin family, and even the sun was warmer than the Qin family.

   No wonder this Mo Qianqiu doesn't like going out.

   Suddenly, an old voice came from the void, causing Feng Xun to raise his eyebrows and turn to look.

   "Hey, delicious tea, little girl, did you make this tea?"

   What fell into her eyes was a red robe, this gaudy color was worn on the old man's body, which was quite flamboyant and domineering.

   He looked at Feng Xun with a smile, and there was light in his eyes.

   "Girl, can you give me two sips of your tea? My old guy has no other hobbies in his life, the only thing I like is this tea."

  Feng Xun tilted his head and looked at the inexplicable old man in red: "You trespassed into a private house, but you have the nerve to ask me for tea?"

"Ha ha."

  The old man laughed awkwardly. He was just passing by and was attracted by the fragrance of the tea, so he walked in involuntarily.

   "Girl, your poor family doesn't even have a door. Breaking into the door is considered a private break into the house. I don't count it."

   The old man's lips still had a smile on his face, with a proud and arrogant look, and there was no shame in breaking into other people's houses.

  Feng raised her hand and brought the tea in front of her, and she drank it in one gulp.

  The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, does this little girl know what tea tasting is? Is she drinking tea now or just to quench her thirst? What a waste of such good tea.

   Violent death!

  The old man's heart was aching, he had been drinking tea for so many years, and naturally he knew how precious that tea was.

   "Little girl..." The old man finally spoke up, staring at the tea in Feng Xun's hands.

   He wanted to go forward and grab it directly, but he felt that it was really disrespectful, so he forcibly endured it.

  Feng Xun saw that the old man was pitiful, and probably came to ask for a cup of tea because he was homeless. She brought a cup from the side and threw it to the old man.

   "Fell yourself."

   The old man's eyes lit up, he caught the cup, hurried forward, and slowly poured himself a cup of tea.

   (end of this chapter)