I'm struggling to survive in the game of cultivation

Chapter 363. 363. Twisted melon, not sweet

"What do you mean?" Feng Wuyan frowned, he clearly agreed, why did he go back on his word?

Nan Sixue crossed her chest, "This isn't your puppet, is it?"

"Oh? How did you know?" Feng Wuyan held the golden thread in his hand.

"My puppet still needs to be manipulated with silk threads?" Nan Sixue replied in a rhetorical tone.

The gold thread in Feng Wuyan's hand disappeared into his hand, "Normally, it is not necessary, but those who are disobedient must use some special means to restrain them."

"Mom, don't listen to his nonsense! I'm not his puppet! I'm mother's little baby!"

Nan Sixue looked sideways, "Look, it said no."

Feng pressed the center of his eyebrows speechlessly, and said tiredly: "It calls mom when it sees people, and please forgive me, miss."

"I'm not! I didn't!" The little puppet hugged Xiao Liuliu's neck tightly and didn't let go, for fear that Nan Sixue would hand it over.

"Lixiao, don't mess around!" Feng Wuyan burst into anger.

Xiao Poxiao sees him getting angry and immediately jumps behind Xiao Mumu.

Feng Wuyan suddenly blew a gust of wind from the soles of his feet and rushed towards Xiao Mumu.

The wind was instantly scattered in front of Xiaomumu.

Feng Wuyan was surprised again, he couldn't see how Nan Sixue made a move at all.

This woman's strength is unfathomable!
I was just hiding my clumsiness!

"Twisted melon, not sweet, this wind... God, right?" Nan Sixue tilted her head, with a slightly warning tone.

"Lixiao, my patience is limited, don't make me say it a second time, come back!" Feng Wuyan deliberately ignored Nan Sixue.

Xiao Poxiao poked her head out from behind Xiao Mumu, "Don't think I'm afraid of you, lunatic! Catch me if you have the ability!"

"You!" Feng Wuyan was so angry that his handsome face twisted a little, after a while, he calmly compromised: "What do you want to come back?"

"I want to be with my mother."

Feng Wuyan faced Nan Sixue, and said embarrassedly: "Miss, can you trouble me to go with me?"

"Sorry, I refuse." Nan Sixue refused without hesitation for a second.

At this time, Feng Wuyan's subordinates called to urge him to come over quickly, saying that the target person had appeared.

There was no way, Feng Wuyan had no choice but to arrest people.

The man's speed was very fast, and a face shot flashed behind Nan Sixue, and he raised his hand to slash her neck.

Nan Sixue didn't hide, she just stood there calmly.

Chopping down with the palm, Feng Wuyan felt a bone-crushing pain without touching anyone.

Nan Sixue turned around slowly, looked into the man's eyes from a close distance, "Little brother, do you want to hit him if you can't make him?"

Feng Wuyan wanted to retract his palm, but he couldn't move.

This woman is too dangerous!

Nan Sixue gently held the palm hanging in front of her neck, and gently massaged him, her tone was extremely soft, "Does it still hurt?"

Being touched by a woman, Feng Wuyan's whole body was paralyzed, especially his heart, which seemed to be wrapped in an electric current, which lasted from numbness to pain.

what is she doing?
Feng Wuyan's eyes were full of astonishment, he didn't expect the painting style to become so ambiguous.

Nan Sixue pressed his hand back, pinching the button above his navel with her left paw, and took a step forward to lean close to the man with her head slightly raised.

Feng Wuyan was at a loss for what to do, the deer bumped wildly, his ears were red to purple, and he was short of breath, "You..."

After the teasing was almost done, Nan Sixue took a step back in satisfaction.

The woman's movement pulled his little heart, as if he was about to burst out and follow her.

"Oh." Xiao Lixiao's bad laugh broke the charming atmosphere.

Feng Wuyan was so shy that he felt ashamed.

He just...

(End of this chapter)