"Then let her eat it first." Feng Xingying sighed and ate with the steamed buns.

Mantou raised his head and looked at Feng Xingying. His eyes seemed to have a little focal length, and his voice was intermittent:

"Master, don't worry, I will protect the little master for you." Mantou's voice became a little firm:

"Xiao Xingying, don't abandon me, okay? You are so weak. If I don't protect you, you will be bullied. Do you believe me, okay?"

"I will not abandon you." Feng Xingying comforted the soft fur of the steamed bun. At this time, there was a tear in its apricot yellow eyes.

It might be really her steamed bun. Did you think of the miserable abandonment of Feng Xingying when she was young?

I didn't expect that this incident would hurt Mantou so much.

Feng Xingying tried to slow down his voice and communicated with Mantou: "Mantou, listen to me, I was too young at that time and didn't understand many things, so I was deceived. I was wrong. Can you forgive me once?"

"No, you are not my little star shadow, my little star shadow is not like you. I promised my master to protect her, but I can't do it, she doesn't want me anymore."

"Ji Jue, don't leave me." Mantou suddenly burst into tears:

"Why are every one of my masters killed? I want to accompany them, but I really can't do anything.

Ji Jue, don’t be afraid, I’m not a monster. I swallowed your soul, but I won’t hurt you. When we find an opportunity, we will kill you back. Then I will help you regain your body.

I am not a greedy cat, I am really a divine beast, my mother is Taotie, and my father is a soul-devouring beast. Actually, I don’t know what kind of monster I am.

Not only can I eat and accumulate a lot of spiritual power, I can also devour the soul. I just heard that devouring souls is an evil beast. I am not the kind of lower-level animal, and I never dare to devour the soul.

This is the first time I have done this. Master, don’t hate me, I want to help you.”

After that, when the steamed bun was full, he stopped talking, leaned in Feng Xingying's arms and fell asleep.

Feng Xingying was full and went to bed with Mantou.

Huangfu Yinian has made progress in recent days, not only in terms of wisdom, but also in his application to the crystal talisman sword formation.

It seems that something that cannot be understood is originally something, but when people become smarter, they will understand the formation.

Huangfu Yinian is more like a cultivator. He almost never sleeps every day and just takes a nap. He spends a quarter of an hour and basically chooses to eat at Fengxingying.

At other times, this guy always kept practicing the sword formation while on duty for Feng Xingying.

Fortunately, this is the Kowloon City Imperial Palace. Under the charge of Emperor Ji Yun himself, no one dared to make any trouble.

Or maybe, it's just that the time has not come.

On the night of the ninth day, Huangfu Yinian finally waited for the situation predicted by Feng Xingying.

The opponent is very powerful and is a spiritual saint, but with the help of the sword formation, Huangfu Yinian actually won.

This feeling is quite good, he actually won a spiritual saint.

After this night, it was the tenth day.

Emperor Ji Yun, who was very patient, came to Feng Xingying's residence in person to inquire about the results on the tenth day.

Feng Xingying's answer was: "I'm sorry, I refuse."

"Why?"

"I am just a low-strength girl, and I'm not worthy of your lofty position. I just want to live a few more days, not to wade into your muddy waters."

"Feng Xingying, this is your reply to me? Do you don't trust me? Do you think I, Ji Yun, can't even protect a little girl?"
Chapter completed!