Chapter 251 Sweet Lunch (1)
Without the slightest hesitation, Feng Jingyu turned his wrist, and immediately a black flame in the shape of a dragon rose from his palm.Seeing this, the five people behind him were startled. It seemed that Venerable Master Feng was preparing for a quick battle this time. Normally, he only used purple profound fire and rarely used black flame.

And Beitang Yuye, who was standing opposite, was also heartbroken.In the last spiritual pet competition, Feng Jingyu just killed Bai Xuelan with the black mysterious fire at the end, he himself didn't realize the power of Hei Xuan.So today, let him experience the power of the legendary Hei Xuan for himself!
In the face of this supreme power, Beitang Yuye was not only not afraid, but a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

This kind of pleasure is not something anyone can understand!
With a turn of Beitang Yuye's wrist, a burst of mysterious fire rose from his hand, and the mysterious fire was covered with a thick purple-black mist. It can be seen that Beitang Yuye also tried his best to fight to the death !

The five handsome guys couldn't help but gasped, feeling that the breath they exhaled was about to freeze.The two confronted each other, and the grass and trees were frozen, and the ice slag made a "crack! Crack!" sound, which was extremely frightening.

Just when the atmosphere was irreversible and a big battle was about to break out, the door of a wing room on the east side opened with a "creak!".

The people in the yard were taken aback for a moment, and all looked in that direction.

But I saw a white-haired old man coming out while fastening his belt. He was trembling all over, obviously frozen by the sudden drop in temperature.Everyone stared and found that this person was Yin Bo.

The silver uncle yawned and said, "What are you fighting for? It's the middle of the night..." Then he murmured to himself angrily, "I know that I love Miss. I didn't hit her door, but I ran to mine. In front of the door, a group of people quarreled and fought again after the quarrel, pity me, an old man who is half a century old, and I still have to suffer this..." The silver uncle walked into the yard with his head lowered.

Everyone looked at him in surprise.

Yinbo walked into the courtyard as if no one was there, raised his head, squinted at Beitang Yuye, then at Feng Jingyu, it seemed that he couldn't see anyone clearly because of the darkness, when he finally When he saw it clearly, Uncle Yin exclaimed: "Master Feng, Beitang Yuye?"

"..." Feng Jingyu was speechless for a while, and he didn't know if he really didn't see clearly, or he was just pretending.

"Beitang!" When Beitang lived with them in the Shangchong Pavilion, Yin Bo had a good relationship with him, so he first said to Yu Ye intimately: "Why are you back? You didn't say anything first when you came back." !"

After that, Uncle Yin turned to Feng Jingyu as if nothing had happened, and introduced to Beitang Yuye: "This is the number one evil figure in the world, Feng Jingyu, Miss Yun'er's favorite, and her husband..." Yinbo said It was so easy to speak, he didn't stop for a while, and after a pause, Yinbo said softly: "My future husband." However, this sentence is enough to make Beitang Yuye depressed.

Uncle Yin is obviously very high and unpredictable. Anyway, he didn't participate in the spiritual pet competition. He didn't know if the two knew each other. .

Feng Jingyu was very pleased with Yinbo's introduction, and he also knew that if Yinbo came forward, they would definitely not be able to fight, so Feng Jingyu didn't say much, and took back the Xuanhuo first.

Seeing that Feng Jingyu took the initiative to put down the fire, but Beitang Yuye hadn't responded yet, Uncle Yin squinted at him and said, "Daidai, no wonder Miss named you Daidai, you are really slow to react, what kind of action does the family make?" Ah, hurry up and put away the Xuanhuo!"

"I..." Beitang Yuye seemed to try to refute.

"Put it away!" Uncle Yin was also a man of his word, and when his eyes glared, Yu Ye immediately didn't dare to say more.You must know that he would be a fool at that time, but he never dared not to listen to Uncle Yin.What's more, at this moment, he deeply knew that Uncle Yin was doing it for his own benefit, and if he fought Feng Jingyu, it was no different from courting death.

Yu Ye knew what Uncle Yin meant, how could Feng Jingyu not know?It seems that Uncle Yin intends to protect him, so he has nothing to say. Yun'er regards Uncle Yin as a relative, so he, Feng Jingyu, will not go against Uncle Yin's wishes.Feng Jingyu is a very smart and interesting person, he turned his eyes and said coldly: "Uncle Yin, it's my fault for disturbing your rest, so I won't disturb you any more, I'll go back first!" After finishing speaking, Feng Jingyu got up and said to go.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Yin stopped him: "Hey, Feng Xiaoyu, don't go!"

click!
Fortunately, Feng Jingyu hadn't flown yet, otherwise he would have fallen headfirst when he heard this.

Turning around in embarrassment, Uncle Yin smiled and said to Beitang: "Haha, that's what Miss Ping'an called him, so I called him too. In fact, Venerable Feng is a very kind person, and he won't get angry. Right, Venerable Master Feng?"

"..." Feng Jingyu had black lines all over her head, not knowing how to answer.

The silver uncle said again: "I said earlier that we are a family, what's the point of fighting in a miasma?" The silver uncle grabbed Beitang Yuye's arm, waved to Feng Jingyu again, and said, "Okay, don't make trouble. Now, let's drink tea in my room!"

"..." Beitang and Feng Jingyu were embarrassed together.Uncle Yin didn't care about their expressions, he grabbed Beitang and walked into his room.

Feng Jingyu wanted to find a reason to run away, but unexpectedly, he was robbed by the silver uncle when he opened his mouth: "Xiaoyu, anyway, you are going to see the lady tomorrow morning, and it is almost dawn now, so you can save yourself from running again, just Let's come in and drink tea together."

"The deity..." trying to find an excuse...

"Drink tea..." Uncle Yin couldn't help but repeat it word by word, and his attitude obviously couldn't be refuted.His uncle finally got in the mood to invite them to drink tea, whoever dared not go would not give him face!Don't look at Uncle Yin calling himself an old slave, but what he said in front of Yun'er has the most weight. If you don't give him face, don't blame him for not giving them face!

After thinking about the serious relationship among them, Feng Jingyu finally compromised, after patting his clothes, he didn't need to go back to Fengxiao Palace, and walked directly to follow Yinbo.

"My lord..." Those five people obviously didn't realize the meaning of drinking tea with Yin Bo.

Feng Jingyu waved at them, signaling them to go back to heal their wounds first, and then she walked into the room with Uncle Yin and Beitang to drink tea...

The next morning, the sky was bright and clear.

Yun'er slept very comfortably last night, didn't hear any noise, and had no dreams until early morning.So Yun'er got up early the next day, ready to go outside for a breath of fresh air.Yun'er came out and was turning her head to close the door when she suddenly felt a figure fly past her with a "buzz" sound, Yun'er turned her head to the left in surprise, and felt a hand touching the end of her hair on the right.At the same time, a beautiful rose was inserted into her long hair, and Feng Jingyu's warm voice sounded: "Yun'er, good morning!"

Yun'er was pleasantly surprised, she immediately turned her head, and saw that the person standing in front of her was indeed Feng Jingyu.

(End of this chapter)

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