Chapter 290： Benmiao tries to pass the level 21

Especially when they come to the door to pick things up first, they take care of it.

This is nothing more to say, it would be nice to get rid of Feixun's hands.

The person who was stunned came back to his senses and wanted to help Lou Yan up, planning to leave as soon as possible, not to touch Feixun's mold.

A spiritual force suddenly slashed past him, splitting a long crack in the ground.

The man jumped to the side subconsciously, and then watched the spiritual power pass by, cutting off Lou Yan's long hair that fell on the ground.

With the wind and waves brought by the spiritual power, the black hair was scattered everywhere, like black fog, but Lou Yan was still in a coma, most of the hair was chopped off, it looked uneven, with pits and pits. A little funny.

Feixun twitched his lips coldly, sliding his fingertips on Chu Ci's fluff, looking at the person opposite.

Dense beads of sweat leaked from the foreheads of those people, and they almost felt that the matter could not be done well, and they all planned to use their royal status to talk to Feixun who looked cold.

After all, in this kind of place, it is just friction and no one will take care of you, and no one has the right to take care of you, but if Lou Yan is put to death, then Feixun may be in trouble.

However, Feixun did not intend to completely tear his face. Although he did it, it is still too early to declare war with the royal family directly.

As for Lou Yan, a spirit beast that was injured and caused self-defeating, no one would be able to protect her when the beast tide came, and he had already left Fei's house, there was no need to hide it so deeply.

Seeing that Feixun was holding the little hair ball in his arms and turned and left as if he was too lazy to pay attention to them, the few people were relieved and quickly stepped forward to help Lou Yan who had passed out in a coma, planning to return to the imperial capital as soon as possible.

Hearing the movement behind him, Feixun's eyes were dimmed, and the spiritual power flowed to the soles of his feet, tapping his toes and jumping on the branches.

Although provoke is provoke, but he still needs to quickly restore his original strength.

And the little Chu Ci paws in his arms grabbed his wrist, trying to push his hand away.

Since just now, he hasn't let go of his smooth hand, and because he was thinking about things, he tried to make it lighter and heavier, slightly itchy, and a little comfortable, which made Chu Ci's body instinct have a desire to roll.

The little girl's soft milky voice called Feixun's thoughts back, "Just touch it well, otherwise you won't be allowed to touch it."

Her chubby body twisted restlessly in his arms, hiding from his hand.

‘Fei Xun’s love value +3, currently 22. ’

With a smile in Feixun's eyes, Shun Mao's hand stopped, and then went to Chu Ci's sensitive little ears. The two were noisy, the sky was almost completely dark, the moon hung on the branches, and the faint moonlight faded. .

The temperature in the spirit beast forest suddenly dropped, and Chu Ci subconsciously shrank into Feixun's arms, and yawned.

It happened to be passing by a flowing stream at this time. The fish spirit beast in a stream was frightened and jumped up from the stream, and then fell into the water with a popping sound.

"Meow!" Smelling the breath of the spirit fish, the sleepiness in Chu Ci's eyes disappeared, and her ears stood up, and she looked to the side.

The soft cry made Feixun's fast-moving movements stop, and he jumped from the branch to the ground. Then he looked down at Chu Ci in his arms, "Want to eat?"

"Want to eat!"

Chu Ci's little paw baffled his clothes, and the little milk responded with excitement.