Jianyi glanced at Qiao Mu, and then his eyes fell on the door of Feng Jiuer's wing.

In the inner room of the wing, Feng Jiu'er struck a few palms, which didn't hurt Zhan Qingcheng's hair, and he didn't seem to be in a good mood.

"Why don't you fight back?"

She stared at Zhan Qingcheng and complained.

"If I fight back, I'm afraid this house will be destroyed."

Zhan Qingcheng curled her lips slightly and walked towards Feng Jiuer.

Feng Jiuer mumbled her lips and looked around.

She also knew that she couldn't use her full strength, otherwise she might have to find another place to sleep tonight.

But her speed was obviously not too slow, but she didn't expect that the wind of her palm still couldn't affect him in the slightest.

When she looked back, the man had already arrived in front of her. Feng Jiuer frowned and took out her palm again.

With a "boom", her palm failed again, and the man in front of her disappeared.

The moment Feng Jiuer turned around, she was picked up again.

Uncle Jiuhuang's speed was indeed amazing, which she couldn't help but admire.

"Put me down and let's go to the back mountain to compete again."
Chapter completed!