The man who was already standing there with his waist and shouting with great confidence ran behind Yue Qingqing.

"Come on! Stinky old man, my junior uncle is not afraid of you at all!"

Yue looked up at the sky gently, really wanting to throw this funny guy out.

"Qingyi, where is that old man?"

Yue Qingqing's eyes were flowing. This was a closed cave. Where did the sound come from?

"My uncle!" A sad voice came from behind.

Yue Qingqing only felt her calves tighten.

The person who was originally hiding behind her had already squatted down, hugged her calves and rubbed them hard.

So what's wrong?

Yue Qingqing felt that the muscles on her face were throbbing.

"There are only good things for the uncle of the junior teacher in the world. The child of the junior teacher is like a treasure..."

"Shut up!"

Yue shouted softly and couldn't bear it.

"My uncle, this is from Xuanbao Sect, so let me finish reading!" Feng Qingyi rubbed again.

"Feng, clear, ease..."

"Come on! What are the instructions my uncle has?" Someone continued to rub.

Yue raised her foot and kicked her gently. Feng Qingyi's hands tightened and tightened, and her mouth was still quiet and shouted: "Hey, if you can't kick it, you can't kick it."

"Answer the question to me!" Yue said gently gritting her teeth.

"Ah? What's the problem!" Feng Qingyi stopped rubbing his feet.

Yue Qingqing finally couldn't help but run away and kicked him out.

Feng Qingyi turned around in the air and then shot back. He lay on the ground skillfully and naturally, hugged her calves and rubbed them again: "It turns out that I'm not dreaming! The tigress, my uncle, is back!"

It turns out that for so long, you think you are dreaming?

Yue surrendered with her hands.

When talking to funny people, you can only follow funny thinking.

She took a few deep breaths and said, "Where is the so-called stinky old man?"

"Wow!" Feng Qingyi opened his mouth wide and shouted.

The people present suddenly shook.

What's wrong?

"My uncle is going to avenge me! I am so moved that I want to cry!" Feng Qingyi said, jumped up from the ground, waved his arms: "It's there, everyone, come with me!"

Finally got to the point.

Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

However, before taking two steps, Feng Qingyi stopped again.

"My uncle!" Feng Qingyi seemed to have thought of something, and stopped there with one foot on his feet.

The person following him subconsciously raised a mysterious barrier to block the sound, so as not to be startled by this funny man again.

"My uncle, are you still here?" Feng Qingyi never looked back.

"Tell me quickly if you have something to say, and let me free if you have farts!" Yue clenched her fists gently and creaked.

"Fasting in public is uncivilized, and the farting I fart is very smelly. When I get angry, my uncle will be beaten to death by my uncle's wife!"

Yue Qingqing wanted to slap herself and just say the first half of the sentence, but why can't I control myself and say the second half again?

"Qingyi!" Duanmu Chen held Yue's gentle hand and shouted in a low voice.

"That smelly old man is very strong. We must use the human-sea tactics to crush him to death!"

Feng Qingyi immediately returned to the topic.

"Shut up! Lead the way!"

Duanmuchen's words were imperial edicts. Feng Qingyi nodded very obediently, closed his mouth and led everyone to the wall.

He raised his hand and pressed the raised stone on the side, and the wall in front of him opened with a bang.
Chapter completed!