The man once again returned to Fengfu from the tower, and failed to bring back the news that Feng Shaoqi wanted.

"Less master, the tower said that you must wait three days before you can have news. Now even if they give them 10 million two silver, they can't tell the young master. Where is the big son now?"

Feng Shaoqi’s face was sinking, his fingers were bent into fists, and the angry hammer was on the armrest: “I think they are deliberately procrastinating.”

After a pause, Feng Shaohao said again: "You will give me a stare at the tower now. This is why the Lord is going to have a look. What are the tricks on the third floor?"

"Yes, less master." The man went away.

Feng Shaoqi looked at the back of the man's departure, and the black man sinking into the sea, thinking of it: the tower is like a fortune, as long as there is enough silver to get the secret information you want, why is this one? Do not bother in the eyes? Is it that someone has gotten the first place?

Soon, Feng Shaozhen denied the thoughts in his heart. The tower is a very credible intelligence organization. If the first buyer agrees, the secret information will never be sold. Moreover, only the first buyer is eligible to sell the information.

If I infer it, then there is only one possibility left. The news of the big brother knowing that the big brother is not willing to sell it to him now. Is it because the missing brother is missing?

Feng Shaoqi black scorpion is as cold as a sword. If this is the case, it is too ugly to eat the squatter. If he is guessed correctly, the big brother will be hurt, and his phoenix will never let go.

Nine Saints.

Xiao Yu returned to the dormitory, and the slaves, Da Wu and Xiao Wu were there.

When the slave saw Xiao Xiao’s eyes full of exhaustion, he got up and walked over, worried and asked: "Miss, what happened?"

Xiao Yu shook his head and did not tell the slaves about the things of Feng Lingran. It was not because they did not trust the slaves, but because Duke and Xiao Wu were sensitive. They were the daughters of the dean and they were very happy to help. She, if she knew that she was looking for Feng Lingran, maybe she would ask the dean to help find it.

The secret under the demon tower, Xiao Yu is not sure if the dean knows? Even if the dean is not aware of this matter, among the elders of Jiusheng, there must be someone who knows the magic stone.

Xiao Yu was worried that Feng Lingran’s absorption of the magic stone was discovered.

"Nothing, I am a little tired, Xiao Wu, when I am in class tomorrow, help me to take a vacation to the elders of the refining drug." Xiao Yu paused, and said: "I said that my aunt came, please take a few days off. ""

Xiao Wu’s face is arrogant: “Xiao Wei, is your big aunt coming to the Nine Saints?”

Xiao Yu almost forgot, she is in a different world, not modern, no one knows that her aunt is a moon, her delicate face is reddish and said: "Moon, my month is coming."

Xiao Wu realized that the big aunt that Xiao Yu said was a monthly event.

The face of the slave's national color gradually became red, and the peach blossoms floated to Xiao Xiao's delicate face. I found that my mind suddenly echoed her saying: "I am coming," the slave thought of the bright red blood, breathing. Suddenly there was some rush.

Xiao Yu didn't find the strange color of the slave. She was very tired. She was lying on the bed with her clothes. She wanted to close her eyes and rest for a while. Her eyes were like copper bells. Where is Feng Lingran? ? What happened to him?

Dawu discovered the strange color on the face of the slave. She thought that the slave was shy and walked to his side. The finger gently pulled his sleeve and suddenly asked: "Nur, have you not yet got a new wave?" ?"

A girl who has been a menarche, if she is not in front of a man, will not be as shy as a slave, unless she is a girl who has never been to, she will be curious about the moon.

The way the slave is like, like a girl who has never been to the menarche, can't be shy.

"What do you say?" The slave's peach blossoms were fierce and violent, and the breathing was more rapid. When he saw the laughter on the face of Dawu, he suddenly understood what he wanted to kill.

"Look at you like this, I definitely can't see it. I really can't see it. You are tall and tall, and your chest is very good, but you haven't come to the menarche." Da Wu took the slave's chest and smiled. Said, the heart is also plopping, and suddenly excited, she continued: "It does not matter, if you come to the menarche, you can ask me if you don't understand, I will help you prepare the moon pad."

The slave's peach blossoms are dark and dark, and they gnash their teeth: "You don't have to bother."

Say it!

The slaves stopped paying attention to Dawu. He went to Xiao Yu’s bed and squatted down. He took Xiao’s soft fingers and said with concern: “Miss, your hand is so cold, I have heard about the moon and the hands and feet. Cold is cold, I will give you a warm **** soup."

"Ginger soup should be used together with brown sugar, it is useful." Xiao Wu added.

Dawu didn't talk. She looked at the slave and turned her back to her. She took Xiao Yu's hand. Then she cares about Xiao Yu's body. Her heart suddenly envied. If the slave can care about her, she will be happy. .

Dawu suddenly was shocked. How could she have this idea? Is she crazy? still is……

Dawu couldn't believe it, but the heart of her heart told her that her affection for slaves was beyond the reach of normal friends.

Royal Palace.

"Little aunt, you really caught Feng Lingran? I will hand it over to me. I will smash his corpse and cut off his head to pay homage to my dead father." Blue Haojie said hatred.