The first wild phoenix master beast: lazy concubine Zhu Tian

Another stick hit Sha Qianchen hard on the head.

Beiming Yexuan, who was lying under the tree, raised his eyebrows, half-squinted his eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Sha Qianchen who was furious.

"Beiming Yexuan..."

"Crack..." When the thick tree pole collided with Sha Qianchen's head again, fierce silver sparks were emitted.

Sha Qianchen threw himself towards the earth with his face facing the loess and his back to the sky.

When he slowly stood up, rubbed his nose and buttocks, and realized what was happening, the culprit was already standing on the tree branch where he had just been lying, overlooking him from above.

"You..." Sha Qianchen pointed angrily at Feng Yunmo standing on the tree: "You actually hit me, do you know who I am? You are so bold..."

"hack……"

"ah……"

"My beautiful face." Sha Qianchen's face was disgraced after being hacked.

He covered his face and walked back and forth impatiently in front of Beiming Yexuan: "Beiming Yexuan, you should take care of that girl."

"Oh, you also saw that that girl is difficult to discipline." Beiming Yexuan closed his eyes, his tone was lazy and gentle, and his thin lips raised an inconspicuous arc.

Feng Yunmo lay down, leaning on her side, holding her head with one hand, and put the other hand into the small bag to caress the little guy inside.

With a playful smile in his eyes, he said in a calm voice: "Smelly fox, your bet with him is over. Do you dare to bet with me? If I win, you will work for me for the rest of your life.

I lose, how about I let you do whatever you want?"

"Is this true?" Sha Qianchen looked at Beiming Yexuan, raised his eyebrows, and hummed to himself: You are a little girl, I can't cure you.

"Do you think I'm a liar?" Feng Yunmo raised an eyebrow.

Beiming Yexuan opened his eyes, looked at Feng Yunmo who was not far from him on the top, smiled silently, and had no intention of stopping the two of them.

Sha Qianchen snorted: "Beiming Yexuan, you heard me, it's not me who wants to bet. If she loses, don't blame me for being ruthless."

He must take revenge for what he just did.

"Tell me, what are you betting on?" Sha Qianchen rolled up his long and wide sleeves, put his hands on his waist, raised his face, and said confidently.

"You just stand like this. If either of us makes a move first, the one who loses will lose." Feng Yunmo raised the corners of her lips and said.

Sha Qianchen said proudly: "This is what you said."

The wind blew gently, his silver-white hair flowing in the air with the wind, and his snow-white clothes set off his stunningly beautiful face. He stood there, motionless, and he really almost turned into a picture of a fairy descending to the earth, looking at

A painting of trees expressing lovesickness.

Sha Qianchen didn't even dare to blink, the two looked at each other.

Half an hour passed, and the outcome was still undecided.

Neither of them seemed impatient.

On the other hand, the little guy in Feng Yunmo's little bag poked out half of his head, looking at Sha Qianchen under the tree with his round sapphire blue eyes.

Feng Yunmo made a contract with it. What does the owner know in his heart?

Feng Yunmo secretly gave the order, and the little guy did not dare to continue sleeping inside.

His little body slowly moved out, jumped onto Feng Yunmo's waist, and wagged his tail at Sha Qianchen, who was standing motionless under the tree.

"Prosperous, prosperous, prosperous——"

Beiming Yexuan chuckled sinisterly several times, pointed at Sha Qianchen and said to the little white tiger: "Go, bite him to death, you don't need to give me face."

Sha Qianchen's eyes widened and he looked at the little guy. Suddenly, he broke into a cold sweat and his body tensed up instantly.

"Boom, boom, boom--" The little white tiger jumped up quickly and jumped onto Sha Qianchen's shoulder. The tiger's tail waggled even more vigorously and licked Sha Qianchen's snow-white neck: "Boom..."

Suddenly, Sha Qianchen jumped up and shouted: "Oh, my mother..."

A whirlwind blew up, and silver-white shadows rushed around the century-old tree!

Feng Yunmo had already returned to Beiming Yexuan's arms, yawned and asked, "Are you feeling better?"

"Much better. You can set off tomorrow to find the God of Medicine to refine the antidote for methamphetamine for you." He stroked her little head and held her tightly in his arms.

The two of them watched Sha Qianchen running wildly in order to get rid of the little white tiger, and their eyelids gradually became heavy...