Whenever the scriptures turn cooler, the sun is no longer hot, shining on human body, it is warm. Liv is like a kitten nestling in Feng Ling's arms, basking in the sun, dozing off, and never wanting to leave his side for a moment.

"Brother Pastor." Liv murmured suddenly.

"Hmm?" Feng Lang lowered his head, but found Liv's pretty face rubbing in his arms, as if it was just her sleep.

Time passed so fast, Feng Hu couldn't help but feel a little. Liv's body had not grown up before, and her chest was still as plain as an airport. Now it has begun to take shape, and a soft and straight elastic feeling is coming when pressed on her body. She is growing up slowly. Although she is still as she used to in front of her, Feng Hu knew that Liv is no longer the original Liv, but she will never show it in front of her.

"Don't leave Liv." A cool breeze blew, and Liv's thin body shrank and murmured.

Feng Feng gently caressed Liv's show, sighed softly, and said, "Brother Pastor will not leave you."

Liv seemed to feel at ease, and a slight sound came out soon.

Niya leaned at the gate of the yard, watching the two men who looked like brothers and sisters and lovers snuggle together, and her heart was mixed. Grandpa Gret promised to marry her to Feng Hu, but she couldn't be happy. Although she was mentally prepared to be used as an exchange for family interests when she was sensible, no girl was in love with her. Even if the person she wanted to marry was her lover, that feeling would be bad. For the first time, she developed a resistant mentality towards her grandfather who had always loved her, even though she knew she could not resist.

To be honest, Niya envies her little aunt who can stick to Feng Yao openly and do whatever she wants, and grandpa never asks about it.

"Cough cough" Niya coughed lightly and reminded Feng Yu that he had arrived. With his strength, he must have already appeared, but he pretended not to know. It was really annoying. Could it be that he really didn't feel anything about him?

Feng Hu turned her head, made a silence to her, then gently carried Liv up, walked into her room and placed her on the bed.

"Nia. Is there anything wrong with me?" Feng Lang asked after coming out.

"Can't you look for you if you're fine?" Niya asked with some resentment.

"Of course not." Feng Yao shrugged. It was not that he couldn't see Niya's affection, but that Niya represented the entire Peacock family. Although the peacock family looked at the superficial scenery, they were actually a hot potato. Although he had a good impression of Niya, he was just a normal appreciation of a beauty. If he said he would do anything for her, it would be too vain. Besides, Niya was definitely not as simple as the surface. Her feelings for herself were not so simple. This was Feng Ling's intuition.

"Grandpa asked me to hand over the letter paper to you." Niya handed Feng Hu a magic letter paper.

Feng Ming opened the letter and looked at it with a look at it. It was a message from the princess of the gods, Aoki Changfeng and Koso. In the letter, Qing Ling mentioned that he should contact the temple. When the wind and clouds on the continent were surging, he should abandon the gap between the temple and the gods and fight against the demons together. Aoki Changfeng and Koso mentioned the gathering of the four hidden families a year later, hoping that he could go to visit, and there was a route and method to go there.

Temple? Young Master, I don’t know where the temple is. I’m just talking about it! As for the gatherings of the four hidden families, Feng Ling is very interested. He must join in the fun in a year. Besides, didn’t you see Fei’er who had been worried about for a long time at that time? Then I would tell you a message to the head of the Qingmu family and marry her back, so that I would not let myself break my trust.

, Ten thousand

Niya originally wanted to spend some time alone with Feng Lang, and then try Feng Ling's reaction again. If grandpa really betrothed him, would he accept it?

But at this time, the Eighteen Dragon Guards came back to report on the training of the Thunder Legion's newly selected soldiers. Niya had no choice but to return in disappointment.

After one month of training, the Eighteen Dragon Guards completely followed Feng Fan's method to practice them at the beginning, but the effect was much worse without Feng Hu's elixir with the spiritual energy of the Five-Leaf Golden Crystal Grass. As for the military formation, the Eighteen Dragon Guards did not start teaching according to Feng Lang's requirements, because it is still unclear whether there are chess pieces inserted by other forces among the thousand people.

Just as Feng Yao followed the Eighteen Dragon Guards toward the Thunder Legion Camp, Emperor Yingyang was pacing back and forth in the hall with a gloomy expression.

Just as the restless Gret had planted nails in the palace, Yingyang also planted his own nails in the Peacock family and had penetrated into the core of the Peacock family. Just now, the nail came with information and said that Gret had reached a secret agreement with the damn priest. It might be detrimental to the royal family.

"Damn old peacock, if Mr. Lan hadn't told me that I would have let you taste the taste of life worse than death." Yingyang said viciously. Recently, he has been in trouble in the passing years and has suffered setbacks everywhere. Now that the Golden Eagle Empire is full of dangers, he doesn't know how long he can sit as the emperor.

"Since you can't touch you, the old peacock, I'll destroy that damn priest first." Ying Yang stopped and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Originally, he did not dare to act rashly after learning about the relationship between Feng Yao and the gods and the two hidden families, but now he doesn't care about so much. He used Tianyan jade to ask Old Lan to take action. With the unpredictable strength of Old Lan, it is not difficult to get Feng Lang away without knowing it. When Feng Yao disappears, can he blame Ying Yang?

Yingyang took out an ordinary stone and dripped a drop of his own blood in it. He saw the stone shining brightly. After a while, the light suddenly shone brightly. The image of an old man in a blue robe appeared in the light.

"Boy, what do you need me to help?" Old Lan asked lightly, looking at Yingyang as if he was looking at an ant.

Ying Yang, the king of the empire, knelt down towards the image and said in panic: "Please ask Lao Lan to disturb the villain, please help remove one person."

After Feng Ming used his own spiritual magic to try the 1,000 selected soldiers one by one, he eliminated 200 of them, leaving only the last 800, and founded the Feilong Camp. He used the pills made from the Five-Leaf Golden Crystal Grass that had been prepared to improve their physical health and strengthen their muscles and bones, and then instructed the Eighteen Dragon Guards to teach them the Mandarin Duck Formation.

Facing the Mingpeng eyes of Yang Wenwu and Angel, Feng Lang did not hide his own ideas. He explained the core essence of the mandarin duck formation that changed from Angel's mandarin duck formation, which made the two women who had been confused and confused enlightened and were even more awe of Feng Lang. The details were real, and the gap between them and Feng Lang was simply apart.

Yang Wenwu hurriedly asked the Eighteen Fengwei to practice the new mandarin duck formation, while An Qier stood quietly behind Feng Lang and gently rubbed his temples for him.
Chapter completed!