Stunning Elixir: Husband, it's time to feed the spirit beasts

Chapter 72
The more she knows about Jun Wuyi, the more Feng Qing feels that Jun Wuyi is mysterious.

How could it be possible for an ordinary prince in a dynasty in a small world to get the accompanying parasol tree of their Phoenix clan, and even be able to feed the parasol tree?
Moreover, he witnessed how Yaoguang Fairy was ashamed that day. Later, he tried to enter the mansion from above without permission, but he couldn't enter without authorization.

The prince in the small world of the secular world is still a prince in a wheelchair. To their practitioners, he is no different from an ant.

But Jun Wuyi is too special to please the monks of Jindan stage, and he has all kinds of things in his hands. I don't know where he got them and how to protect them.

Hearing Feng Qing's serious tone, Xiao Lan'er nodded solemnly: "I will be careful."

"People from the palace are here to pick up the bride!"

Hearing a loud cry, Xiao Lan'er immediately covered her head with Xipa, put one hand on Dong Xue's, and hugged Feng Qing with the other.

With Dong Xue's reminder, Xiao Lan'er entered the sedan chair smoothly.

As soon as the door curtain was lowered, Xiao Lan'er tore off the Xipa, and said to Feng Qing: "Why did I start to panic when this happened?"

"That's because you haven't felt the truth before, and you're going to get married, and your reflex arc that circles the world should be passed on." Feng Qing couldn't help complaining when she heard Xiao Lan'er's worry.

Feng Qing raised her wings, combed her feathers with the tip of her wings, and comforted her: "If you marry him, you will be safe. I have seen Jun Wuyi, he looks pretty good, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, he is a standard handsome man, you are not bad. "

"Am I like someone who looks at faces?" Xiao Lan'er stared at Feng Qing resentfully.

Feng Qing and Xiao Lan'er looked at each other for a while, then nodded very seriously: "Like."

Xiao Lan'er almost couldn't resist the urge to strangle Feng Qing to death, and said righteously: "I'm not Yangou!"

"What is Yangou? Are you a dog?" Feng Qing looked at Xiao Lan'er curiously.

Xiao Lan'er avoided Feng Qing's gaze, and was too lazy to explain the special vocabulary of other worlds to Feng Qing.

Seeing that Xiao Lan'er didn't answer, Feng Qing's curiosity became more and more intense: "Your body is a dog?"

"To shut up!"

Feng Qing saw that Xiao Lan'er became angry from embarrassment, and covered his mouth with two fiery red wings, afraid that Xiao Lan'er would pinch its neck the next moment and make him shut up completely.

Xiao Lan'er supported the bridal sedan chair with her hands, feeling the bumpy feeling of the human-powered bridal sedan chair, full of thoughts.

How should she get along with Jun Wuyi so that she doesn't appear to be out of harmony?

How do other women get along with husbands they have never met before when they get married?

Before Xiao Lan'er came to an appropriate conclusion, the sedan chair had already stopped in front of the Seventh Prince's Mansion.

Jun Wuyi, who was wearing a red gown, was sitting in a wheelchair. When she saw the sedan chair coming, the expression on her face could be described as overjoyed.

Seeing Jun Wuyi's undisguised joy, everyone in the palace couldn't help but look at each other, and they all saw the shocked expression on each other's faces.

Although Jun Wuyi has always been very talkative, even many people in the palace are not afraid of Jun Wuyi, but everyone respects Jun Wuwu very much.

Jun Wuyi always looks calm and breezy, but because he is too desireless, everyone in the palace is very worried that Jun Wuyi's rash proposal to marry Xiao Lan'er is just impulsive, and even the sage Jun Wuchou Forced to get married suddenly.

Now seeing the joyful look on Jun Wuyi's face, everyone breathed a sigh of relief after being shocked.

For them, as long as Jun Wuwu is happy, it is better than anything else.

(End of this chapter)