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Chapter 125 try

Feng Wuyao went to the capital with him.

This trip, Xiao Xi naturally followed.

Jin Wu originally wanted to persuade Madam Yang to go with her, but Madam Yang only said that someone had to guard her family.

Feng Wuyao knew in his heart that Madam Yang didn't want her to be exposed.

Qin Zicheng looked at the several bodies parked in the yard and was frowning for a moment.

They have already tasted the power of the puppet death warrior.

When he fought with the puppet dead warriors for the first few times, Qin Zicheng did not realize how terrible it was, because Feng Wu Yao was there at that time.

But now, he really felt the terribleness of these people.

They didn't seem to know the pain or the fatigue, they just killed people.

It seems that their purpose of living is just to complete the task.

"Master, this is the second time. Although we have prepared for a long time and have invited Mr. Meng, the effect is not obvious."

After the last attack, Qin Dong and Meng Yunhe moved into the Fourth Prince's Mansion together.

However, in a fierce battle last night, Meng Yunhe could not stop those people.

Even in front of those puppet dead soldiers, he didn't even have the ability to protect himself.

Feng Wuyao worked hard to travel on the road. When he saw Qin Zicheng, he was like a hungry wolf who saw the delicious sheep and rushed over directly.

Then……

Then in front of everyone, I saw Feng Wuyao actually hugging the Fourth Prince!

Although it was a brotherly embrace, Young Master Feng suddenly became so enthusiastic and the fourth prince was still very lonely, which was a bit unacceptable.

"Don't move, I'm so tired after rushing all night. Let me lean on it for a while and slowly."

When Feng Wuyao said this, he was not idle at all.

The Jade Spirit Art in the body has automatically started to operate, and a steady stream of purple air pours into the body, making Feng Wuyao feel that every pore on his body is excited!

Qin Zicheng wanted to pull her hand away, but immediately froze in the air.

Thinking about the person in my arms, he was just a thirteen-year-old boy. He had someone brought him overnight, but he did not think carefully about it.

Originally, Feng Wuyao's spiritual power was still in a semi-exhausted state, but after holding Qin Zicheng for a while, he could clearly feel the spiritual power in his body soaring.

If he could hold this for a while every day and rub the purple air, Feng Wuyao felt that the spiritual power he had lost would be replenished soon.

Tsk, I was promoted to the fourth level, but my strength was not as good as when I was practicing to the second level, and no one believed me if I said it!

Feng Wuyao finally let go of Qin Zicheng and then met a man with a very beautiful appearance.

"Do you know soul-catching?"

Meng Yunhe hesitated for a moment, and after getting Qin Zicheng's approval, he nodded lightly.

Feng Wuyao without saying a word, directly caught Ji Gang on one side, "Now, in front of us, perform soul-catching techniques on him."

Ji Gang was stunned.

"Mr. Feng?"

Meng Yunhe raised his eyebrows, "Do you want to see how good I am?"

Feng Wuyao didn't say anything, but just replied with a rather provocative look.

No need to say anything, even an individual cannot tolerate being provoked by such a young boy!

I didn't see Meng Yunhe doing anything, nor did I hear him chanting any spells. Soon, everyone discovered something wrong with Ji Gang.
Chapter completed!
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