Long Live the Wild Wife: The Black Bellied Evil King Against the Princess

"You can be so small, and..." Feng Chuge continued to explore the spiritual power in his body, and the bottom of the bottom flashed a few surprises. "And, you are already the breath of the intermediate spirit? !!"

"Intermediate spirits... what is that..." A dust licked his lips.

The Spirit is the lowest strength.

"It may not be a problem for others, but you have just gathered spiritual power and you have already reached this point. If you practice at normal speed, it is estimated that when you grow up to the age of 20, you can break through the Lingzong situation. Unexpectedly, my little dust is still a genius!"

Lingzong... genius...

A dusty lip corner spurts a curve without a trace.

The 20-year-old Lingzong is a genius? Really a stupid woman!

Does he want to tell her that he is already a senior prince at the age of twenty?

A dust raised his head and was facing the face of Feng Chuge’s smile.

He flashed a glimpse of the bottom.

He suddenly had some expectations, and he was surprised when Feng Chuge knew his true identity and true strength.

"Woman, you don't seem to have asked me my full name until now..." Ah dust raised his eyebrows and said.

Feng Chuge put his hands on his chest and licked his mouth. "Zhu Zichen...who doesn't know? What do you do with this mystery?"

Zhu Zichen...

Zhu Zichen...

A dusty corner is pumping.

Such an unpleasant name...

How could it be his? !

"Where did you hear it?"

"I can't do it with my supernatural powers?" Feng Chuge swayed with a strand of hair scattered on his chest. "Zhu Zimo... Before Zilan said that you are a bit like the name of the legendary first male emperor, now it looks different, it is different!" Said, Fengchu song suddenly thought of something, she looked up Look at Ah, "Little devil, you have never told me your full name, if you told me, I don't know!!"

"Oh..." A dust whispered the words, and there was a chill in the bottom of his eyes.

Feng Chuge only felt that the air around him suddenly fell down. When he looked at Ah Dust, Ah Chen had already stood by as usual.

"Little child dust... What's wrong?" Feng Chu song said to me, asked.

A dust suddenly raised his head and looked at the Fengchu song. He said in a word, "I don't want to call me a dust, I can only call me Ah!"

In that tone, the fullness is serious.

Feng Chu song looked at him, his lips twitched.

"Okay, call you a little dust... Really, although your name is not very good, but in the end it is your mother-in-law, how can you not dismiss it? Right?"

"Shut up -" A dust bites his teeth and spits out the words.

"Well--" Feng Chuge looked at the expression of Ah Chen, and understood that Ah Chen did not tell her the full name.

Feelings, he is awkward to dislike his name! !

Feng Chu's brow gently picked it, and she reached out and squeezed her face.

"Small dust, you can rest assured... No matter what your name is, I will not disappoint you. You will always be my little dust."

A dust glimmer flashed a few times, and finally, the look softened.

He looked up and looked at the Fengchu song, the bottom of the bottom, and then the flash of purple light...

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Three days, it was fleeting and soon arrived at the day before the entrance examination of Yuntian College.

The Tianqi Emperor did not know where to know Fengchu song is going to Yuntian College, and specially sent people to Fengfu to pick up and drop off.

When Feng Chuge and his party went out, they were seeing He Lianyu’s face sarcasm standing outside...