First-class queen: woman, don't be too arrogant

Chapter 363
Having said that, Yafei and other elves are here, and it is definitely more useful to deal with the strange power in Fengyun's body than Muhuang.

Muhuang thought a lot in his heart, what the golden lion said was right, and he knew it very well, but...

Looking deeply at Fengyun in the halo, Muhuang clenched his fists tightly.

After a while, suddenly his fingertips made a few quick strokes in the air, and then he held the message jade block in his hand and threw it to Ya Fei who was beside him: "Help me watch her."

After all, after taking a deep look at Fengyun, Mu Huang turned around and left.

The matter in Nanyuan was too complicated, he had to go back.

If in the past he had no confidence that Fengyun would go to Nanyuan, then now he has the confidence that after Fengyun absorbs it, he will definitely go to him.

Well, he first went back and cleared up all the annoying things he was talking about.

Body like lightning, turned around and disappeared into the sky.

Ya Fei leaned against the tree, looked at Mu Huang who was walking extremely resolutely, and looked at the jade in his hand: "Why does he think I will pass it on for him?"

The golden lion hugged the branch to sleep, and lazily said: "Throw it away if you don't pass it on, just treat him as the wrong person."

Yafei frowned when he heard this, and took back the jade that he was about to throw away.

It's not that he wants to help Muhuang pass it on, but that he is a good person, a good person, that's all.

The wind passed over the treetops, and Fengyun was quietly wrapped in a crimson halo.

The non-phase mentality taught by the golden lion is constantly running in the body.

Layer by layer superposition, consumption, absorption.

Accompanied by the huge spiritual power of the Soul of Grass, Fengyun knew that her Formless Art was also growing rapidly, and began to move towards the second level.

Time flies, fast and slow, and it is already March in a blink of an eye.

The elf forest was in full swing, and many elves gathered in front of the palace to form a circle, smiling and watching.

In the field in the middle of them, Lin Qiong, Feng Yang, Principal Mo Yan, and the other three were being covered all over by Ou De, who was yelling.

"Ouch, my old bones..."

"Ouch, my tender bones..."

Principal Mo Yan and Feng Yang yelled while running away with their heads in their arms.

Lin Qiong on the side was also bruised and swollen, but she still coped with it in a certain way.

The golden lion watched from the side and shook his head in silence.

(End of this chapter)