shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 96 Wan Zonghou does not eat, lives by drinking water
There is an orange tree here, which is Shurawei's backyard.

Ordinary Asura envoys would not come here.

Perhaps it is for this reason that someone sneaked in through the back door.

Feng Fuce glanced at Bai Zhi'er.

His cold eyes were immersed in thought.

Just for a moment, Feng Fuce picked up Bai Zhi'er and walked out quickly.

The little guy's humming stopped abruptly, and her little milk voice exclaimed: "Brother Orange, what are you doing!"

As soon as Bai Zhi'er finished speaking, a warm sweet potato was stuffed into his hand.

And the other party quickly and hastily left three words in her palm——

【You go back】

At this time, even Feng Fuce himself didn't notice.

The handkerchief surrounding Bai Zhi'er's eyes loosened because it wasn't tied tightly enough, and slowly slipped down a little.

The little guy could vaguely see the color of the clothes of the person holding him.

It is heavy black.

Like a speck of ink in a snowy day.

Bai Zhi'er pinched the sweet potato, her round face lost in thought.

The eunuchs in the palace all wore dark blue clothes.

This orange brother, why is he wearing a black robe?
Feng Fuce put Bai Zhi'er in the stone forest, turned around and disappeared into the rugged gap in the blink of an eye.

So that the little guy quickly took off the handkerchief.

There was no one around.

"Run so fast..." The little guy puffed up his cheeks, confused and puzzled.

But the sweet potato in his hand was so fragrant, Bai Zhi'er temporarily put all doubts behind him.

While walking towards the Ruizhu Palace, I happily peeled and tasted sweet potatoes.

Na Xiangfeng Fuce returned to Shurawei's backyard.

The long sword in his hand glowed coldly.

The little boy walked slowly through the orange grove step by step, with a lazy and casual posture, as if taking a walk.

But the eyes are very sharp.

Feng Fuce looked at all the orange trees one by one, and searched for the hiding place of the man by his breath.

He had the opportunity to do it just now, but Bai Zhi'er was there, so it was inconvenient.

Deep down in Feng Fuce's heart, he was unwilling to reveal his identity in front of her.

However, he looked around with his cold eyes, but he couldn't find that person again.

I am afraid he ran away.

Feng Fuce returned to the big prison in Shurawei.

It happened to be Chu Ping who was on duty today.

"Is there any strange person here?" Feng Fuce asked coldly.

Chu Ping was a little puzzled and shook his head: "No one has ever visited."

Feng Fuce passed him by, and walked towards the room where Lixiang's body was sealed off.

The body was still lying there.

There was no strange smell in the cell.

It seemed that the rat that had broken in had indeed escaped.

Thinking of this, Feng Fuce sneered.

Chu Ping didn't understand what his Lord Hou was thinking.

I just saw an orange persimmon in his hand.

Chu Ping happily said: "Master Hou, your persimmons look sweet. If you don't eat them, you can give them a humble job. You are still hungry after you are on duty."

Feng Fuce glanced sideways and stared at him coldly.

"Who says I won't eat it?" He took a bite of the persimmon in front of Chu Ping, turned around and left.

Chu Ping was stunned behind him.

"Master Hou actually knows how to eat?"

He has been with Feng Fuce for almost two years, and he has never seen him eat a normal meal.

A long time ago, Xiu Luowei went to a restaurant for dinner together, and everyone ate heartily and drank frequently.

Only Feng Fuce sat on the seat, leaning on the chair and closing his eyes to rest.

Everyone invited him to eat, but he said he was not hungry, and asked him to drink, but he said he would not drink.

It made the atmosphere very tense.

Since then, there has been a private rumor in Shurawei——

Wan Zonghou didn't eat, but lived by drinking water.

Let everyone who was already afraid of Feng Fuce respect and fear him even more.

(End of this chapter)