"My little master is awake..." Many people from the Phoenix clan screamed in surprise. Ye Chenghuan was overjoyed, while Huang Xiao was shocked and ashamed.

There seemed to be a strange color in Feng Xiaoche's evil eyes. He walked to the warm jade coffin in a few steps and said, "You stinky horse shit, how dare you call me a stinky bastard! If it weren't for saving you, my fourth brother would come here."

Shit Phoenix Clan? If fourth brother can’t conquer this shit ‘Phoenix Spirit’, you’re going to have your balls cut off by me!”

"Ahem..." Everyone was speechless again for a while, with black lines on their heads. It turned out that the Saintess ordered the eggs of those who caused trouble in the prison to be cut off because she was influenced by the prince's younger brother around her!

How dare you call the Phoenix Clan bird shit and Phoenix Spirits bullshit? Do you think you can slander the Phoenix Clan like this with a saintly sister-in-law?

The people of the Feng clan were all gearing up, seeing the smile in Ye Chenghuan's eyes, and feeling affectionate. Did Feng Xiaoche make people angry again?

"Huh, what are you if you're not a stinker? You have a stinky mouth, which is worse than a cesspool! I didn't ask him to come, so wouldn't it be better if he died! When he dies, my children will call me daddy. You

Just stand aside and be jealous!"

Xiao Xuanxuan also hummed with his nostrils pointing to the sky, his snow-like fairy face already had a trace of life, and his cloud-like black eyes turned straight, as if he had absorbed the essence of heaven and earth. He was particularly happy beside the cold pool illuminated by torches.

dazzling

Um...can these two people be any more speechless?

The seat next to Ye Chenghuan had long been taken by Xing'er who rushed over. She forced herself to walk in front of Xiao Xuanxuan, and with an unceremonious push, she said, "If you curse him to death again, I will stuff you back."

Go to the ice coffin!"

You are a bastard, you are not a good uncle, you insist on confusing the generations, are you still talking nonsense here?

"Sister...I was wrong. I didn't let him die. As long as he has the ability to come back alive, I will admit that he is the father of the child!"

Xiao Xuanxuan was so aggrieved that she looked at Ye Chenghuan with a clear look. Her hand, which was still a little weak, stretched out from the warm jade coffin, holding Ye Chenghuan's hand and shaking it, like a child trying to please.

So good! He finally waited until his sister came to save him!

"What do you mean by admitting that he is the father of the child? Did you give birth to this child?"

Ye Chenghuan's body was weak, but deep down he was amused. You are a naive person, what you said is too ambiguous?

"That's right...you stinky bitch, you can't be a woman disguising yourself as a man, and you're here to envy others without your balls! Come on, let me check it out!"

Feng Xiaoche, who was on the side, would not give in without teasing, and tried to lift his clothes. Xiao Xuanxuan was unable to resist, and his handsome face turned crimson suddenly, and he said fiercely, "You dare to look, look.

I won’t cut you off!”

Everyone smiled softly, and deep down they were secretly envious of the way the three of them got along with each other. This kind of relaxation was a rare sight in the Feng Clan, which had very strict rules.

Elder Feng and others shook their heads, their eyes full of kindness, and Huang Xiao had mixed feelings. It turned out that his two children did not follow Yun'er at all, but they were quite as rough as when he was practicing arts in the mountains.

Mu Xichen realized just then that she and Prince Cang came to the Feng Clan to save the young master the Feng Clan's subordinates said they had. Their eyes were very similar. Could it be that they were really siblings?

No wonder she ditched them and hurried on her way. No wonder the young master of the Feng Clan was prepared to be prepared. Is it because he was afraid of being deprived of his position as the leader of the clan?

Although the fact that the Saint of the Feng Clan actually intermarried with the clan leader no longer surprised him, Feng Mobai's fate seemed to linger deeply in his heart.

The person who seems to be sleeping in the coffin has so many masters from the Phoenix Clan, yet she is forcing him to this point. Does he still want to continue to persevere?

Mu Xichen's thoughts were completely unknown to Ye Chenghuan. She was already caught up in the joy of rescuing her younger brother. She glanced at Huang Xiao, who stood aside with her mouth twitching and her black eyes shining brightly, but she didn't dare to step forward.

Then he ordered Feng Xiaoche, "Seventh brother, take Xiao Xuanxuan to the temple to rest."

She quietly winked at Feng Xiaoche. Before this guy had time to tell him that Xiao Xuanxuan was her brother, he asked them to go to the temple to cultivate their relationship!

Look at this smooth-talking guy who doesn't even care about his fourth brother's safety. It seems like he misses him so much after being apart for a few days!

Feng Xiaoche is also a good person. Although he doesn't know what happened before, anyone who sees the identical faces of Huang Xiao and Xiao Xuanxuan can guess their relationship. Feng Xiaoche blinks and pushes the person next to him.

Ye Junqi, "Since Fourth Brother can't help here, everyone should leave. Everything else is the matter of the Feng Clan. We outsiders should not get involved here."

As soon as he finished speaking, one person pulled two people, which actually pushed the Prince of the Three Kingdoms and Huang Xiao forward. When Xiao Xuanxuan's eyes suddenly saw a face similar to his, a ray of surprise and resentment flashed quickly.

past his eyes

"No, I won't leave! I want to be with my sister!" He turned his head and blinked at Ye Chenghuan's puppy-like black eyes, but with a certain persistence.

Um...Isn't it true that he can't accept it more than she does?

Ye Chenghuan shook his head without hesitation, but there was already a exclamation in his ears. His heart suddenly stopped, and he looked back in the direction of the cold pool.

"Feng Cangqiong..."

Just for a second, Ye Chenghuan's autumn eyes suddenly shrank, and he saw the horned dragon emerging from the water again, twisting ferociously, and the cold wind blew, once again climbed up the horned Feng Cangqiong, and fell down again due to exhaustion.

This time, before he fell to the water, Qiu Long lowered his head, opened his mouth, and swallowed Feng Cangqiong alive into his mouth.

"Ah..." Everyone screamed in shock, especially Feng Moge, who first shouted to save people and quietly retreated behind the crowd.

how come?

How could it be so fast?

Ye Chenghuan felt like he couldn't breathe. This was not the thousand-year-old dragon from Longhu Cliff. This was a horned dragon that had lived for tens of thousands of years!

With just a pair of physical hands, could he come out alive?
Chapter completed!