Chapter 662

"Let's go, how do you know my uncle? By the way, who are you?" He Lanbo raised his eyebrows and asked, patted his knee, lifted his clothes, stretched out his thumb and said, "I am the wind. People from Ershui, the son of the Helan family, Bo, just call me Helan Bo. Are you convinced by my handsomeness?"

"Silly hat." Don't look away, Pu Zheng hugged his arms unhappily.

The corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, and He Lanbo raised his eyebrows and said, "Why, I'm not convinced, come here, what's your name?"

"You told me to go over and I'll go over there?"

"Hey, have the backbone. Then I'll let you stand there, don't move if you can. Hey, you really don't move, right? If you don't come, I'll go over."

"..."

mentally retarded.

Feng Ni's heart almost collapsed, he coughed lightly, and he didn't bother to care about He Lanbo and Pu Zheng. Looking at Zheng Zixu, who was still smiling, his heart skipped a beat. Years of experience told him that before him. The person is not as simple as it seems on the surface. Although the corner of his mouth has a smile, his eyes have almost no expression fluctuations, and even deliberately make other expressions of surprise. If he can't see through his identity, it means that the person in front of him hides deeper than him.

"My name is Feng Ni, I'm a good friend of Ergou and a disciple of Chaoyang Sect. It's the first time we meet, please advise." After speaking, Feng Ni stretched out his hand.

Only then did Zheng Zixu react, he patted his head happily, and then he reached out to hold Feng Ni's hand, and he laughed: "My name is Zheng Zixu, I make friends, I don't care if you have money, I don't have any anyway. Rich. You call me Jinshan Yinshan. If you want to borrow money, just take it from me. Sister Tangyuan’s friend is also my friend of Zheng Zixu. But I wonder why you call her Feng Ergou ? When did the nickname come out?"

"Hey, I'm also wondering, Feng Ergou's figure is so good, how do you call her sister Tangyuan, come, let's talk."

"I said you guys..." Luo Xing was completely dumbfounded. The few people who were still smelling of gunpowder just now fought together in an instant.

Only Bu Jinyu, who was standing, stared coldly at Ruo Shui above. When his eyes touched the fire stick, he only paused for a while, and there was no extra movement. The blue-white figure slowly jumped down, those indifferent eyes glanced at Bu Jinyu, and coldly stretched out his hand, "Here."

what? The breath that trapped him disappeared completely. Bu Jinyu frowned and subconsciously reached out his hand to catch it. When he spread it out, he found that the little green bug in his hand twisted and moved his fat body, pouting his butt on his palm. Shaking, as if he hadn't woken up, his big eyes blinked, "Chirp, chirp!"

Three-eyed Phantom Butterfly.

"Hungry?" This little thing usually looks weak, but its appetite is amazing. Bu Jinyu is quite familiar with chirp, and every time Feng Qingge has no time to take care of it, this little thing will go out to find food by itself, and occasionally Go to his side and look for something delicious, whether it is meat or vegetables and fruits, as long as it is edible, it is never picky eaters.

So in Bu Jinyu's eyes, as long as it's this little thing, it's definitely something to do with eating.

Aggrieved, he raised his head, touched his chubby belly, followed Bu Jinyu's arm to his shoulder, and kissed Bu Jinyu's cheek with his chubby little mouth, and then fell like a caterpillar. On his nose, the little hand touched his nose and jumped excitedly.

"It's this little thing who misses you. I can't see it. Thanks to your strength, you became a cook, and you were the first person to discover us." Lazy yawning, the old demon cat came out of Ruo Shui's arms. jumped down. Not of its own accord, but Ruo Shui started pinching its tail again.

"He was the first to discover us." He looked at Zheng Zixu with calm eyes like water in front of him. Ruo Shui's figure suddenly disappeared, and his little white hand patted Zheng Zixu's cheek like lightning.

I go!

Ruo Shui, didn't you only shoot at the living dead, you're shooting at an ordinary person now! Feng Ni's chin was about to fall to the ground, and he was pushed out by Zheng Zixu before he could reach out. The fiery red figure raises his eyebrows, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at Ruo Shui's little hand, he just shoots casually, gently holds the soft palm, and smiles indifferently: "My little boy Ancestor, don't make trouble, okay?"

"..." Withdrawing his little hand, Ruoshui pouted.

Zheng Zixu just stretched out his index finger, put it lightly on his lips, and said with a smile, "Keep it a secret, I don't want Sister Tang Yuan to hit me."

Confidential what? Everyone else pricked up their ears, not knowing what Zheng Zixu and Ruo Shui were talking about, such a mysterious appearance. On the other hand, Luo Xing, with a displeased expression on his face, asked suspiciously, "How did you find this place?"

"Of course I came here smelling the smell of Feng Er Shui. Hey, stinky boy, wait a few days for my brother to show you a good experience, what is it called, disguise surgery!" He Lanbo smiled, rubbing his hands together, then His eyebrows were slightly frivolous, and he couldn't wait to have a good time.

Feng Qingge didn't doubt the strength of the fire stick uncle. She signed a contract with him. As long as she didn't die, even if she fell into the ditch, the uncle could find her. However, he admired Zheng Zixu. The meeting place he was looking for was actually in a teahouse, and it was also a teahouse run by him. The servants in it were all his own, so he didn't ask her anything, and took her directly to the kitchen.

After half an hour, Feng Qingge was so tired that she wiped off her sweat and asked people to bring these things to them, while she sat alone in the yard, looking at the sky.

"Are you really going to follow that man's plan, enter the palace, and inquire about the news?" A cold voice came from behind, the black figure stood behind her, folded his arms around his chest, and stared coldly at Feng Qing. The back of the song.

The tensed body relaxed in vain, Feng Qingge nodded, sat on the stone bench beside him, and smiled lightly: "That's it for the time being."

"You've changed. Before you, you wouldn't let anyone tell you what to do. Now, why should you listen to his plan? Sneak into the palace and be treated as a servant. You can't resist after being tortured. This is the investigation you chose. In our special training, this is the most inferior method." The cold light in the black eyes became more and more severe, and the hands that were pressing his arms tightened a little, and Han Bing's face turned cold. After coming down, he continued to analyze: "Mu Cangyun has always been an ancient person, and he doesn't know how to deal with problems in the latest way. As members of the training special team, we are more mature in reconnaissance and anti-reconnaissance than them, since we have determined where your grandfather is. , why waste time? We can directly sneak into Luoran's bedroom and attack her."

Silence, Feng Qingge slowly lowered her head, what Han Bing said is not without reason, when did she become so grumpy, and it took so long to plan for something? When she was in Huaxia, she followed everyone into the tiger's den, and when she had time to explore the crypt, she was sure to hit with a single blow. It is dangerous here, but in the face of modern nuclear weapons and sealed poison gas, who is more powerful?