"See, it's like this!" Ouyang Qingqing stood in front of lengluo and looked at her angrily.

She is in such a gear that lengluo can't come forward again. Although I'm not afraid of her, I have to take into account the identity of Miss Ouyang Qingqing aristocratic family. I can't go beyond her to stop those people.

"Get out of the way." coldly pressed her voice. She flashed aside. Ouyang Qingqing moved quickly to hinder lengluo from coming forward.

Seeing her helpless looking at Feng Jiuxi, Ouyang's green face showed pride.

She thought to herself: she can see that Feng Jiuxi's side is the most powerful and the only one who can fight. It's this woman. As long as she is stopped, Feng Jiuxi can't help it.

When the men saw that lengluo couldn't do it again, they got excited immediately. The leading man immediately came forward to smash things. His aura hadn't been released yet. Suddenly, his body shape was distorted, his facial features were tightly twisted, and his expression was painful. He covered his knees and knelt to the ground.

Only the sound of something sharp cutting through the air!

No one saw anyone do it. After the sound, the strong men either covered their stomach or their chest. They exchanged in pain, and the cut wound was bleeding out.

"What the fuck is this? It hurts me so much!" the man took out the green thing on the wound and immediately cried, "how could it be tea!"

The situation suddenly reversed! The onlookers were also surprised!

Tea? This kind of thing can also become a sharp weapon to hurt a spirit at the beginning of the green stage like this?

In other words, there are more powerful spirits than the early stage of the green stage! God, but no one saw anyone do it?

At this time, Feng Jiuxi quietly took back the tea in his sleeve and smiled.

Joke, where she took great pains to take care of it, can she still make trouble for Xiao Xiao?

"You, you have other dark guards, don't you!" at this time, Ouyang Qingqing also panicked and hurt people with soft and crisp tea. This person's spiritual cultivation is definitely no lower than Qingjie!

Most of the masters above the green level in Wangtian mainland can call their names. How can they stoop to be a dark guard? There are such people around Feng Jiuxi. Even if she wants to vent her anger today, I'm afraid she's hopeless

Ouyang Qingqing was afraid when he thought that the man who had just started secretly should also deal with himself.

"What dark guard? All my people are here." Feng Jiuxi said, pretending to be puzzled, and his expression was watertight.

Ouyang Qingqing didn't believe her nonsense. He said gnashing his teeth: "even if you have a dark guard, you can't wash the affair between you and others!"

Before Feng Jiuxi could speak, there was a sudden noise at the door.

Only a sharp male and female indistinguishable voice was heard, "Your Highness the prince has arrived!"

Why is he here? Feng Jiuxi frowned. The plague in front of her hasn't been sent away yet. Unexpectedly, another one is in the way.

I saw a group of well-dressed men surrounded by people outside the door, and the slightly ironic voice came at the same time, "the crown prince heard that someone gathered here to make trouble. What's the matter? It's you again, Feng Jiuxi."

As soon as he saw him, he wanted to make use of the topic. Feng Jiuxi replied, "it seems that your Highness has eaten a lot of food recently."

"What do you mean?" the prince frowned and looked at Ouyang Qingqing. The latter saw that he was romantic, and his face was subconsciously red. Then he shook his head, indicating that he was not clear.

Only listen to Feng Jiuxi's explanation: "it means that when you are full, you have nothing to do. Come to mind your own business."