Feng Zhilou has never seen Chu Moshang get so angry in front of her. Even when he was rejected in the imperial city, he just turned cold and silent. But at this time, the good-looking pair
His eyebrows were about to stand up, and his eyes were filled with fire.
Zhilou lowered his head in grievance.
"Nirong Zhi is really hateful. I'm also angry with that guy for his strong arguments and I want to help you."
"Help me?" Chu Moshang's face turned livid. He lifted Zhilou's chin with his fingers and forced her to raise her head. Her originally angry eyes became angry when she saw the big black eyes full of grievances in front of her.
The child was gone, and when the words of reprimand came to his lips, he actually said them all.
Feng Zhilou blinked his eyes and raised his mouth.
"Isn't it just a fight? I put on the God of War equipment, take your sword, wear this ring, and this jade pendant. When the time comes, let him look good. As the saying goes, the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. When the time comes,
Punish him however you want, it is better than finding evidence and letting him do evil again."
"What if you lose?" Chu Moshang asked coldly.
"If you lose, just lose. If you lose, the worst thing you can do is let him go and let him be proud for a few days. You are the Dragon Emperor and you are so high up there that he won't obey you obediently." Feng Zhilou said lightly.
"Is it that simple?" Chu Moshang looked into Zhilou's eyes, his expression a little dazed. These were a pair of really clear and pure eyes, like the blue sky or the smooth lake, without any impurities. Just ask the world
How could there be such a simple and lovely woman? She always thinks of things so beautifully.
"At least... I won't let him be so arrogant. He intercepted me in Fengjiazhuang and relied on monsters. If we really fight, he will definitely not be my opponent."
Feng Zhilou's tone of voice was already soft when she spoke, and Chu Moshang looked at her like that, which made her feel a little unsure.
"If you lose, what will the people in the Holy Land think of you? You are Miss Feng Qi, but you are also the Dragon Queen!" Chu Moshang warned Zhilou. The people in the Holy Land admire Miss Feng Qi very much, little by little.
Any flaws will greatly damage her image.
"How do you know I will definitely lose?" Feng Zhilou blinked and asked.
"Because he is a dragon son and has a dragon ball in his body, while you are just flesh and blood."
Chu Moshang let go of his fingers, turned around, walked to the window, and looked out the window. Now he was riding a tiger and it was difficult to get off. Zhilou had already told the big story that the duel would take place in three days.
Feng Zhilou knew that she was being reckless and shouldn't forget her identity and make her own decisions, but thinking about Ni Rongzhi's virtue, how could she swallow this breath, so she took a step forward and whispered.
"Maybe I can win. Why don't you teach me some skills to deal with him." Feng Zhilou begged softly. When Chu Moshang saw her before, he would always teach her some skills no matter what method he used. Now
She is by his side and will stay with him day and night for three days. She will definitely make some progress.
"You only have three days, which is more than enough to deal with the warriors from Wu Jing, but what you have to deal with is Zhi, not ordinary people."
Chu Moshang turned around, held Zhilou's shoulders, locked his eyes on her cheek, and stared at her for a long time.
Although Chu Moshang is now her recognized husband, he rarely stares at her face like this, and even refuses to blink. In an instant, Zhilou blushed. Could it be that her face
Are there any flowers? You have to stare like this to see clearly.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Maybe, he will like you." Chu Moshang suddenly said such a strange sentence.
"Who will like me?" Feng Zhilou was stunned for a moment. What nonsense was Chu Moshang talking about? Miss Feng Qi only cares about him. What if others like him or don't like him?
"Follow me."
Chu Moshang held Zhilou's hand tightly again and strode towards Longxi Pavilion.
Feng Zhilou was a little confused. Now there were only two of them in Longxi Pavilion. Where was he going to take her?
"Where are we going?" Feng Zhilou couldn't help but ask.
"I think only he can transform you." Chu Moshang finally answered.
"Who, who? Who are you talking about?" Zhilou was anxious and asked, but Chu Moshang stopped talking. When he came to a wall in Longxi Pavilion, he pushed lightly and a door opened.
.
"When did there be such a door?" Feng Zhilou's eyes widened in surprise. He wanted to take a closer look at how the door was designed, but Chu Moshang pulled him out directly. When he walked out and got to the door, it turned out to be Longxi Pavilion.
's back body.
Looking up, I saw red rosefinch flowers all over the treetops, one after another, like birds lying on them, with light yellow and plump purple.
"It's so beautiful." Feng Zhilou exclaimed in surprise, but Chu Moshang didn't seem to want her to enjoy the beautiful scenery, and continued to drag her forward. Passing by the Suzaku flowers, Zhilou wanted to reach out and pick one, but those Suzaku flowers
The flower shrank up and disappeared as if she knew her purpose. It was really interesting.
Being dragged by the cold man, Zhilou passed through the forest of Suzaku flowers and came to a canyon. The canyon was very deep and there was almost no way to go. It was probably that few people came here. The ground was covered with thorns, and they got stuck from time to time.
Skirt corner, unable to move.
Chu Moshang grabbed Zhilou's shoulders, lifted her up, and then used Qinggong to leap over the thorns. Zhilou always thought that he was going to transform into a dragon and fly, but he didn't expect that this guy had such good Qinggong.
It was like a dragonfly touching water, making no sound, and it was extremely easy to carry her. Compared with his own skills, there was a huge difference.
"Can you tell me where to go now?" Feng Zhilou turned to look at the determined man.
"Meeting a very important person, my master." Chu Moshang said.
"You still have a master?" Feng Zhilou really can't believe it. People like Chu Moshang also have a master. He seems to be omnipotent, so does he still need a master?
"Everyone needs a master, and so do you." Chu Moshang touched the thorn with his toes and leaped up again.
"But my master is you..." Feng Zhilou was a little shy. Although he had been unwilling to admit it, this was the truth.
This sentence made Chu Moshang's eyes turn to her, with a touch of tenderness in his eyes. He was indeed a master, teaching Zhilou the essentials of cultivation and experience in battle, but these were far from enough, let alone
, he does not want to be her master, because he is her husband.
"I can't be your master because I can't be cruel to you and can't bear to see you suffer, so... I can only bring you to him."
After saying that, he hugged Zhilou and hugged him to his chest. His leap speed also slowed down a lot. Then he looked into the distance and saw that the thorns were coming to an end and their destination was about to arrive.