This mage is a real dog

"This snake is really annoying!"

Feng Jue was speechless as he was entangled by the purple snake. This snake was immune to his space magic, and it was so fast that he couldn't catch it at all.

"come on"

Yang Xiaowu kept cheering Zi Snake up. If he could subdue this old man, wouldn't he be able to leave here successfully?

Then he came to Mo Han, shook his head and asked, "Mo Han, how are you? Are you okay?"

Mo Han slowly woke up and said, "I was injured, but it's not serious."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaowu also breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the ground and grabbed his leg.

Seeing this scene, Yang Xiaowu couldn't help but be stunned.

The next moment he was dragged directly into the ground.

When Yang Xiaoxiao came back to his senses, he saw that he had arrived at the room below the attic, and Feng Jue was standing in front of him.

Feng looked at Yang Xiaowu in despair and said, "That snake of yours is really not easy. I can't do anything with it, but I can do something with you."

When Yang Xiaowu saw that he actually used this trick to get rid of the purple snake, he couldn't help but feel shocked. Now he could feel that there was a barrier here, and he couldn't leave here at all.

"Boy, there is one last trick, do you still want to try it?"

Feng Jue looked at Yang Xiaowu with a smile on his face.

"Would it work if I said no trial?"

Yang Xiaoxiao thought to himself, aren’t you asking questions knowingly?

Feng Jue stretched out his hand and strangled his neck, saying, "If you can't bear the last move, I'll send you on your way."

Yang Xiaowu thought that this old guy was still keeping his words, and immediately wanted to struggle away, but he felt that the other person's hands were like iron pliers, and he couldn't break free at all.

Seeing the murderous look on Feng Jue's face, he suddenly thought of the last time he saw Feng Jue going crazy and talking about his grandson, and suddenly he had an idea in his mind.

Then Yang Xiaowu used all his strength and shouted: "Master...Master"

After hearing this title, Feng Jue's expression suddenly froze, and then he looked straight at him and said, "Are you Shui'er?"

Yang Xiaowu nodded and replied: "It's me, grandpa, I'm Shui'er."

"Shui'er, grandpa misses you so much! Shui'er."

Feng Jue hugged him and started crying.

"Grandpa, I miss you too."

Yang Xiaoxiao also hugged him quickly, thinking that he was now falling into the symptoms of madness again. This was good news, but what he should worry about now was when he would wake up. The fun would definitely be over by then, so he had to be taken away as soon as possible.

, so as to get out of here.

Feng Jue hugged him and kept crying, feeling very excited.

Although Yang Xiaowu didn't have a good impression of the old man, he felt that his feelings for his grandson were sincere.

At this time, Feng Jue immediately looked at him and said, "Shui'er, do you want to eat the food cooked by grandpa? Grandpa will cook it for you right away."

"Okay! Grandpa, go quickly!"

Yang Xiaowu quickly agreed, thinking that you should go quickly!

"You must wait for grandpa!"

After saying that, Feng Jue immediately turned around and left, looking impatient.

Yang Xiaowu immediately came to the top of the building and said to Mo Han: "Let's leave quickly!"

Mo Han stood up and said, "What about the old man?"

Yang Xiaowu quickly supported her and said: "She is going crazy!"

Then the two of them immediately walked downstairs.

But just halfway through, Yang puppy suddenly stopped.

Mo Han quickly asked: "What's wrong?"

Yang Xiaowu said: "I still have something to do, you go first!"

Mo Han said uneasily: "That old man is very powerful, so be careful."

"Don't worry, I'm measured."

Yang Xiaoxiao smiled.

Mo Han also left quickly.

The reason why Yang Xiaoxiao wanted to stay was because he saw the way Feng Jian showed his true feelings for his grandson and decided to have a good chat with him. Now he had a feeling that he could learn something from his mouth.

Not long after, Feng Jue came back, carrying two lunch boxes in his hand.

Yang Xiaowu saw that his expression had calmed down, and he must have regained his senses.

Feng Jue was also surprised when he saw him and said, "I never expected that you are still here."

Yang Xiaoxiao spread his hands and replied: "I can't bear to disappoint you! Seeing you treat your grandson like this, I was also touched. Humans are not grass and trees, how can we be ruthless."

Feng Jue sat aside and said, "I woke up after I went out. I thought that if you didn't leave, I would let you go."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaowu also laughed and said, "If I leave, you won't even have a chance to let me go."

"Eat some! My grandson's favorite braised beef rice."

Feng Jue handed over a box of lunch.

"Thanks"

Yang Xiaoxiao took the box lunch and started eating it directly.

Feng Jue also started eating and said, "You'd better not participate in this national magician competition."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaowu quickly asked: "Why?"

Feng gave him a despairing look and said seriously: "Because you will die if you go, that's all. Otherwise, you will die the next time you see me."

After that, he stood up and left.

Yang Xiaowu felt something was wrong in his heart. This national magician competition might not be that simple.

Then he got up and left.

When Yang Xiaowu walked out of the building, he saw Sima Qing leading Feng Wu and his party over.

After Sima Qing saw him, he quickly asked: "Are you okay?"

Yang Xiaowu spread his hands and replied: "It's okay!"

Sima Qing asked: "Where was that crazy old man just now?"

"Run away, why are Captain Feng and the others here?"

Yang Xiaowu saw that Feng Wu and the others were fully armed, and there was really a lot of movement.

"I called them, but I'm very worried about you."

Sima Qing replied.

"Let's go search for the old man first."

Feng Wu immediately led people to search.

Sima Qing looked at Yang Xiaowu and said, "As long as you're fine, the National Magic Competition is about to start, so nothing can happen to you!"

Yang Xiaowu said: "I'm fine, but I'm afraid something is going to happen in this magician competition."

Sima Qing asked curiously: "Why do you say that?"

Yang Xiaowu explained: "I just talked to the old man, and that's what he meant."

Sima Qing said: "The standards of the Magic Competition are very high and strict, so nothing will happen."

"I hope so!"

Yang Xiaowu could only hope so, but he would not take it lightly.

"You should go back first! You are tired enough today."

Sima Qing patted his shoulder.

Yang Xiaowu nodded, and then left. He was even more curious about her. Being able to mobilize the Royal Guards at will, he was destined to not be an ordinary person.