After evacuating the Hou Mansion, I fled famine with my pregnant belly

The distress of the old lady Feng, the self-blame of He Feng's family, and the last words that Feng's father said to Feng Jiuyou flashed through Feng Jiuyou's mind over and over again.

Is she wrong?

Feng Jiuyou didn't know either, she only knew that in the end of the world, only the strong can survive.

She is just used to relying on herself, used to nip all dangers in the cradle, she never thought of relying on others.

She is extremely cautious about other things, and never cares about other people's help. She only believes in herself.

It's just that this is not the end of the world anymore, and the Feng family are all relatives who are related to her by blood.

Maybe she could try leaning on someone else, too.

Thinking of this, Feng Jiuyou suppressed the strangeness in her heart, a sense of exhaustion hit her, she closed her eyes, and fell asleep slowly...

When Feng Jiuyou woke up again, the sky had turned white, soft and soft, and he had woken up at some point.

Everyone is playing their own game.

Feng Jiuyou walked out of the cabin holding Ruan Mianmian, and the Feng family surrounded him.

Feng Jiuyou was taken aback, did they all guard her?

Feng Jiuyou touched his nose uncomfortably, his heart felt warm, and it felt very good to be missed.

"Yuyou, have you rested well? Is there any discomfort in your body? Are you hungry? Grandma has stewed porridge. You can wash up and go eat."

After seeing Feng Jiuyou coming out, the old lady Feng quickly took Mianmian from her arms.

Feng Chenyi at the side also winks very much, and also takes Ruan Ruan into his arms.

"Okay...Auntie, Auntie, Auntie, and sister-in-laws have made everyone worry. After a night of rest, I'm fine."

Feng Jiuyou said with a smile.

"Yeah, it looks like your complexion has improved a lot, so you can't fight like this in the future."

The old lady Feng looked at Feng Jiuyou's face, seeing that she was indeed much better than yesterday, she felt relieved.

"Grandfather and Grandma, we will arrive at Jiuyou Island in half an hour."

Feng Chenyi pointed to the strait ahead and said.

"Grandfather and grandma, my little sister is amazing. All the monsters on the island have been tamed by her."

Feng Chenyi began to talk about Feng Jiuyou's great achievements.

"You are ashamed to say that Youyou's martial arts has reached the point of perfection. You have been following her for so long, why haven't you learned a little bit?"

Feng Yun'er said angrily.

"Third Uncle, why don't you change me to accompany Auntie next time, Auntie is so powerful, I will definitely surpass you by following Auntie in the future."

Dalang Fengjinhe is on the sidelines making up for the sword. He is 11 years old this year, and after a year of hard work, his martial arts has reached the seventh rank of a warrior.

If it wasn't for my aunt saying that the promotion would be too fast and the foundation would be unstable, he might already be an eighth-rank warrior by now.

"Kids play with each other, besides learning martial arts talent, what can you help your aunt? Just don't make trouble."

Feng Chenyi retorted.

"Third Uncle, I'm already eleven this year, I'm not young anymore, I can help a lot."

"That's right, Da Lang is already eleven, and in two years' time he will be able to say goodbye."

Feng Chenyi looked Da Lang up and down, and said in a somewhat teasing tone.

"Third Uncle, you...Third Uncle, you are an old man who hasn't married a wife yet, how can you get a nephew?"

Da Lang was a little ashamed at first, but thinking about the situation of his third uncle, he couldn't help but tease him back.

"You big man, your wings are hard, you actually laughed at your third uncle."

Feng Chenyi was furious and wanted to pat Da Lang on the head.

Da Lang dodged nimbly, seeing his third uncle's annoyed look, he felt a little happy in his heart.