Feng Wu suddenly noticed that the atmosphere was different, and looked at everyone puzzled: "Why is it so quiet all of a sudden?"
Qiu Ling's words carefully: "Miss, aren't you... unhappy?"
"How can I be unhappy?" Feng Wu was helpless.
"But when you left just now, you clearly—"
Feng Wu smiled bitterly: "Being robbed of the tent, do we still have to be happy? But to be honest, don't you think that after leaving the prince's group, we are much more relaxed?"
"Prince Tian Tuan?" Qiu Ling smiled bitterly, but then said: "Yes, in the Tianzi Tian Tuan, especially the Prince Jun... where he is there, the air feels frozen, so you have to be very careful and worried. After leaving them, It's really a lot easier."
Qiu Ling's words immediately resonated with everyone, and even the beauty mother took Feng Wu's hand and nodded straight, ummmmm.
The phoenix dance supported his forehead, and sure enough, Jun Linyuan's fierceness was obvious to all.
"Since I don't like it, then we will go to Beijing by ourselves in the next days, not with them!" Feng Wu made a bold statement.
"But—" Qiu Ling asked cautiously, "Are we safe like this?"
Feng Wu smiled lightly: "Now your fifth miss, I'm already an eighth-level spiritual master, and Uncle Qiu's injury is almost healed. We can work together to protect everyone's safety."
"Eighth-level spiritual master?!" Uncle Qiu looked at Feng Wu in disbelief, "Fifth Miss, you are already eighth-level?!"
Uncle Qiu is a seventh-level spiritual master, so he knows better than many people that the higher the level, the harder it is to improve. Just like him, he has been trapped in the seventh-level for seven years, and he still has no feeling of breaking through.
Feng Wu smiled faintly: "Yeah, just broke through to the eighth-level spiritual master just a few hours ago."
"If I remember correctly... Fifth Miss, you only started cultivating the day we went out, right?" Uncle Qiu's lips trembled with excitement, and his voice trembled.
Feng Wu nodded noncommittally.
Uncle Qiu: "..."
Mama Zhao: "..."
Qiu Ling: "..."
Their fifth miss, this is going to go against the sky!
"Hahahahaha—" Uncle Qiu's tears of joy were about to fall out, "I originally wanted to worry, after returning to the imperial capital, in the wolf-like Feng Mansion, how can our second room not be bullied, now see All these worries are unnecessary! Our fifth young lady is a super genius!"
Grandma Zhao also said happily: "At that time, who would dare to look down on our fifth young lady? Who would dare to look down on our second room?!"
The beautiful lady didn't understand what everyone was excited about, but seeing everyone praised the phoenix dance, she smiled happily.
It's getting late, Feng Wu let Zhao mama not have to toss any more, just boiled a pot of hot water, heated five bowls of instant noodles in a white jade porcelain bowl, and after a simple meal, they went into the tent to rest.
Feng Wu and Uncle Qiu both vigil at night.
Feng Wu knew that the second half of the night was the hardest, so she asked Uncle Qiu to stay in the middle of the night.
Uncle Qiu naturally refused, but Feng Wu's reason was very simple. She practiced during the night vigil and needed a very quiet environment. In the middle of the night, there were all kinds of monster sounds, and she couldn't practice.
Uncle Qiu had no choice but to agree.
The tent where Jun Linyuan is located.
The luxurious tent of the night pearl is as bright as day.
Prince Jun's handsome and deep eyes were tightly closed, and his slender and handsome body sat cross-legged, concentrating on cultivation.
(End of this chapter)