Jiang Yuechu couldn't help but twitch. The training in her mouth was very serious. Why did this say come from Feng Che's mouth? What's wrong?

Jiang Yuechu suddenly said, "You asked for it!"

Before Feng Che could understand what Jiang Yuechu meant, he saw Jiang Yuechu turn around and leave without looking back.

Feng Che shouted: "Yue'er, won't you untie it for me?"

Jiang Yuechu pretended not to hear it.

Feng Che stood there for a while, hesitating whether to break the insect silk by himself. With his current cultivation level, breaking the insect silk is naturally easy.

However, if Yue'er wants to use this worm silk to train him in the future, wouldn't she know that it wouldn't work?

"Pojun, come and help me solve it." In the end, Feng Che said.

There was no one around, but just after Feng Che finished speaking, the air fluctuated slightly and Po Jun appeared. He looked at Feng Che with a strange expression.

"Hurry up, Yue'er is going to go far." Feng Che urged.

Po Jun quickly untied the insect silk and handed it to Feng Che, he took the initiative to say for the first time: "Young Master, can you not call me such a thing in the future?"

Feng Che glanced at him, "Apart from you, others can't hide in front of Yue'er, let alone Jing Xiao, whom I won't call you?"

Having said that, after more than a month of stalking, he has experienced all the excessive requests.

It would be fine to report Jiang Yuechu's whereabouts to Feng Che, but Feng Che's many questions made him "life worse than death", such as, "Did Yue'er miss me?" "Did that stupid wolf poach him?" "Did Yue'er look at Mo Xian for a few more?"

Finally, Jiang Yuechu returned to his nose, and he watched Feng Che move up so carelessly all day long.

Pojun's three views were destroyed, and he was afraid that if he could continue, he could not look directly at the young master who he once thought was extremely wise.

"Or what if I go back to your old highness and change to Tianlang." Po Jun tried to make a suggestion.

Feng Che waved his hand, "No, I don't like people who talk too much."

One sentence shattered Pojun's hope. After Feng Che flew to chase Jiang Yuechu, he accepted his fate and sighed, and hid in the air.

Feng Che caught up with Jiang Yuechu and said with a smile: "Yue'er, come with me to the palace? Aren't you going to see my father?"

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Chapter completed!