An Feng was about to cry!
A snake without emotions and a deranged ninth miss. How... How could there be sparks? !
An Feng looked like he had nothing to live for. “Young Master Wuji, then... then how should I reply to ninth miss?”
Xue Wuji said nonchalantly, “Just tell her that we have urgent matters to attend to and that we’ll retrieve the little lecherous dragon later! Besides, we’ll be leaving towering sky continent soon, and she won’t be able to contact us. What are you afraid of? !”
An Feng had no other choice but to reply Hei Xinjiu according to Xue Wuji’s instructions.
After receiving an Feng’s voice transmission talisman, Hei Xinjiu gritted her teeth in anger. She knew immediately that an Feng was just giving her a perfunctory reply. There was no way he would come back to retrieve the little lecherous dragon!
Just as Yun Chujiu was fuming with anger, buttface said, “Little Fairy, someone is coming!”