Stunning beast concubine fights against the sky

Uh...what's going on, someone?

Leng Rufeng's expression darkened and she was on guard. When the door opened, she looked at the person coming in and blurted out, "Why are you here? No, how do you know I'm here?"

"Ctually." Feng Jinrui smiled affectionately and replied softly.

"That's weird." After saying that, Leng Rufeng rolled his eyes at him. He was fooling him. He was cheating on a three-year-old child. Coincidentally, where did so many coincidences come from?

He didn't come early or late, but he was here today or this time, and he was cheating.

She dared to use her head to guarantee her, her personality, and her ancestors to guarantee her, and he must have come to find her.

"Hey, I'll ask you, are you installing something in a tracker on me?" Leng Rufeng lowered his face, looking unhappy, because she suddenly thought of a possibility.

This cannot be blamed for using the most advanced technology products of the 21st century to guess here, but this magical artifact from another world is magical and weird, so strange that it makes people want to scream.

So, it is definitely no problem to be able to refine a wiretaper, right?

"What tracker?" Feng Jinrui frowned slightly when he heard the fresh words, and stared at Leng Rufeng in confusion.

In fact, he is as smart as him. When he hears this name, he guesses the meaning of seventy-minutes, tracker, haha, this name is very appropriate.

However, he would not foolishly admit it.

"Even wherever I go, you can use a wiretaper to find my whereabouts." Leng Rufeng rolled his eyes at him and explained to him very patiently.

"Feng'er, you really think of being a husband. How could I have such a magical thing?" Feng Jinrui quickly cleared it, smiled, hoping to get away with it.

"Really not?"

"It won't be beaten to death." Feng Jinrui cut the railway.

"Okay, I believe you're a coincidence." Leng Rufeng let him go for the time being.

For some reason, the heavy heart felt better as soon as he saw him.

Feng Jinrui smiled gently, with a painful face, gently held her hand and walked inside, while admiring various weapons, "Feng'er, your courage is getting stronger and stronger, you dare to do so here too

If you let your adoptive father know, you must peel off your skin."

"Don't you come in too?" Leng Rufeng smiled and replied, but his eyes were looking for Huo Yaotong's hiding place.

She was already sure that Feng Jinrui was the reincarnation of the third prince of the Dragon Palace. As long as Huo Yaotong saw him, she would definitely recognize him.

She really wanted to know how much Feng Jinrui knew about this, did he know nothing about this matter, or did he already know it?

Feng Jinrui pulled Leng Rufeng around the weapon room and asked puzzledly, "Feng'er, have you not moved the weapons here? Why, I didn't like them?"

There are not a single weapon here. Strangely, does this not fit his family style?

According to the display on his dragon ring, Feng'er had been in the weapon room for more than half an hour, but she had never touched these weapons even...

He thought he wanted to sweat on his adoptive father, because, according to her family style, the weapons here would have to be lost at least two-thirds, or all.

"No, these weapons are all treasures, I'm reluctant to move." It's not that I'm reluctant to let them go, but I wasn't in the mood just now, but... "But you're here just right. Can you help me choose a few weapons?"

"Are there enough?" Feng Jinrui teased and smiled.

"Am I like a greedy person?" Leng Rufeng deliberately stretched his face, pouted, and glared at him angrily.

"Not like." Condescending to her anger, he said something against his conscience.

While chatting, the two chose weapons. Feng Jinrui chose several swords, whips, and spears for Leng Rufeng.

But, whether it was intentional or intentional, he didn't choose the silver sword for her.

"Feng'er, this sword is very suitable for you. It is the most precious sword here except for the sword in the town." Feng Jinrui picked up a short table next to the silver sword and picked up a similar color to it.

The silver sword was handed to Leng Rufeng.

Leng Rufeng took the sword and looked it carefully. The sword was indeed good and could be said to be priceless.

Two flying dragons on the scabbard were flying in the clouds and fog. A magic crystal was inlaid on the eyes of the two flying dragons. This was the only sword here with four magic crystals inlaid.

The flying dragon soars and clouds ride on the fog, the magic dances flying, the finishing touch is lifelike.

Leng Rufeng likes the more he looks at it, and he can't put it down, "No, I like it very much."

From now on, she would never use the sword from Feng Yingying, which was much higher in quality than her swords.

"Slothing came out."

Just as the cold and happy eyes were smiling, Feng Jinrui's slutty voice came.

She subconsciously reached out and wiped her mouth. Seeing that her hands were clean, she realized that he was laughing at her.

"You play tricks on me." She glared and gritted her teeth, "Hmph, I don't have time to pay attention to you now, and I'll settle the score with you after I get back."

"I didn't fool you. If I didn't remind you, your saliva would have flowed down at this moment."

Speaking of this, he paused, and then looked sad and continued, "It's so sad to say that, Feng'er, you have never drooled at me, a super invincible handsome man in the universe, but to this

If you take the dead object, your saliva will flow like you don’t have gold coins.”

"Do you have them worth it?" Leng Rufeng deliberately attacked his self-esteem, self-esteem, and I wonder if he has that kind of thing?

"Feng'er, you really have no vision. The value of being a husband. Even if the weapons here are combined, they can't match the value of a little finger." A man's face made Leng Rufeng's hand itchy.

Leng Rufeng deliberately looked serious, looked at Feng Jinrui up and down, shook his head boredly, and said, "I didn't see that in my eyes, you are about the same value as it."

Leng Rufeng deliberately selected the least conspicuous short sword from the weapon stand, solemnly put it into Feng Jinrui's palm, and grinned.

Feng Jinrui frowned and looked down at the rusty short sword in his hand. He wanted to cry without tears.

Bad girl, she is really dead. Is it necessary to attack him like this?

The two of them stayed in the weapon room for a long time, and Leng Rufeng's eyes swept around intentionally or unintentionally, but Huo Yaotong didn't appear.

Strange, where is Huo Yaotong?

It is impossible for her to know that Feng Jinrui is coming. If she had known Jinrui, she would have come out long ago?

If she doesn't come out, then she must be because she doesn't want to see Jinrui. Why?

Is it because the third prince blamed the third prince for snatching the girlfriend Hong Ling, the owner of the Seventh Prince, who loves her family, or is it because the Seventh Prince and the Third Prince are both rivals of love, and she is hostile to Feng Jinrui, so she doesn't want him to see him?

Forget it, she doesn't want to see Feng Jinrui, and she doesn't force herself. One day, all this will come to light.