I'm bullying you!" Feng Tianyan smiled more and more wickedly, "What can you do with me?"

"Woo woo woo-" Song Xuening, who has been pampered since childhood, has never seen this formation, she was frightened before, and she was stunned in place. When I came back to my senses, I suddenly started crying.

"Yo, why is Miss Song crying?" The wind smiled wickedly, blinked her big eyes, and in a blink of an eye, she turned into a pure and harmless innocent appearance.

"Woo woo woo - cousin - woo woo - cousin - " Song Xuening cried so much that she still didn't forget to shout "cousin" intermittently.

"Tut-tut......" Feng Tianyan shook his head, and suddenly asked with great sympathy, "Want to see your cousin?"

"Uh-huh-" Song Xuening nodded.

"Alas, but, the prince doesn't want to see you!" Feng Qianyan sighed, clasped his arms in front of him, and pinched his chin, so as to be embarrassed, "What can I do about this?"

"Woo-you're talking nonsense!" As soon as Song Xuening heard that Xiao Yuchen didn't want to see her, she was excited, and once again raised her finger to the wind, "Cousin can't be-"

Feng Qianyan just glanced faintly at the thin white finger pointed at him......

"Ahh

"Hehe," Feng Tianyan smiled slightly, "Want to see the prince?" why don't you ...... Please, Miss Ben?maybe—"

"You are delusional!" Song Xuening stopped crying, her eyes widened, "I'll go in and find my cousin by myself!"

So saying, he walked towards the gate.

The wind poured Yan Lian's steps lightly, and he stood with his hands in his hands, and the small figure blocked the door. Although he is only eight years old, he is more than a head shorter than Song Xuening, and his domineering momentum is enough to crush Song Xuening on the opposite side into the dust.

"Get out of the way!" Song Xuening glared angrily and clenched her fists.

"This is Miss Ben's territory!

Spiritual power swept through the ......

Hehe, I didn't notice it before. is worthy of being a young lady of the family, and there is even cultivation. Merely...... This cultivation is a little bit worse! Just a first-order spiritual monk. Not to mention, just compared with his cousin Min Xiaoning, it's far behind!

"If you don't get out of the way, Miss Ben is welcome!" Song Xuening shouted angrily, almost to the point where she couldn't bear it anymore.

"Heh, you're welcome?" Feng Qianyan deliberately provoked, "It's just—don't let it!"

"Me!" Song Xuening was angry, her arm quickly stretched forward, and her slender jade hand was covered with a layer of golden spiritual power, and she slapped her heart with a palm.

Heh, finally can't help but do it?

Feng Qian Yan quietly hooked the corners of his lips. At the moment when Song Xuening's palm was about to hit him, he was on tiptoe, and his body suddenly rose into the air and flew into the palace gate behind.

At the same time, Feng Tianyan let out an exclamation in panic: "Ah! Brother Chen save me!"

Before the cry for help fell, a moon-white figure appeared in the door, stretched out his long arms, turned around and pulled the wind that flew straight in front of him, tightly protected it in his arms, and landed firmly on the ground.

"Are you okay?!" Xiao Yuchen lowered his eyes to look at the little man in his arms, and asked worriedly, but there was no trace of nervousness in his eyes.

The little girl likes to play, so she accompanies herself!

"Hmm...... Hmm......" Feng pouted, snorted twice, hugged Xiao Yuchen's waist, and cried on his chest.

"Yan Yan-" Xiao Yuchen raised his hand and patted Feng Yanyan's back, comforting softly, "Don't cry......"

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