He waved to the servants and maids: "Get out, get out of here, this is the yard of Miss Four."

In my ears, the screams of the maids came, pulling Feng Xian'er's loss back.

Seeing all this, Feng Xian'er immediately turned black, "Feng Baoer, who do you think you are? You dare to let your slut do it. You are just a useless person--"

Before the word "waste" was finished, a green light flashed.

A strand of black hair fell to the ground in Fengxian'er's ear, floating, like a feather.

There was a green leaf on the ground, a leaf that Feng Baoer sucked from the potted plant beside him.

"Feng Baoer, you! You! You!"

Feng Xian'er's face turned pale, and she said three of you on her face, and the rest seemed to be stuck in her throat.

I can't say it anyway.

Thinking of the leaves, they just cut off her hair. If they were closer to them, the ones that were cut would be her neck.

Feng Baoer smiled slightly, and her delicate face became more and more charming. "What's wrong with Liu Mei? Are you feeling uncomfortable? If you feel uncomfortable, go back and rest early."

Her voice was calm and she looked back and looked at Feng Xian'er coldly.

Feng Xian'er couldn't help but fade away by her cold eyes.

But Feng Baoer walked up to her step by step, like a goddess.

"Feng Baoer, what is your attitude? You are just a waste. What qualifications do you have to let me go?"

For a moment, Feng Xian'er regained her momentum.

"Bad? You're talking about it once!"

Feng Baoer suddenly smiled, making everyone's backs chill and their hair stands tall.

"I... am I wrong? You're just a waste!"

Feng Xian'er straightened her chest, Feng Bao'er is a famous four-year-old waste girl.

No one knows who knows.

"Is that true!"

After Feng Baoer finished speaking, his body moved and he turned to Feng Xianer.

Everyone took a breath of air conditioning, but they didn't expect the useless Miss Four to be so fast.

Feng Xian'er never expected that this waste had such courage.

Dare to attack her.

A cold smile on his lips, he was just a waste, and he had no ability to be crazy.

As soon as his wrist moved, a gust of wind passed by, turning into a sharp blade and attacking Feng Baoer.

This is Feng Xian'er's best-known name, Wind Blade Slash.

As long as you touch it a little, it will be painful.

"Feng Xian'er, do you have that little skill?"

A contemptuous voice came out of Feng Baoer's mouth, and Feng Xian'er was so angry that she was trembling with flowers.

Damn, this trash dared to laugh at her as a genius.

Feng Xian'er's thoughts moved, driving the spiritual power into a phantom, and came from all directions with her teeth and claws.

Lock Feng Baoer in the center.

With waves of pressure from all sides, Feng Baoer felt that her mental power was getting weaker and weaker.

In the dark, a round body came quietly.

The air drew a perfect arc and fell on Feng Baoer's shoulder.

Suddenly, Feng Baoer felt that the pressure aura dissipated without a trace.

"Huh" Feng Xian'er exclaimed. She used three layers of wood-type spiritual power, but was hit back by a force out of thin air.

A pair of phoenix eyes glanced back and forth on Feng Baoer suspiciously.

No power fluctuations.

His eyes moved slightly and fell on Feng Baoer's shoulder.

A round egg.

It's fat and big, but extremely crystal clear.

There is still no fluctuation of breath.

What's going on?
Chapter completed!