"Will I die? My little life is so precious, my mother bought it back with her own life, I can't die.
What should I do if I go to the master and his old man to confess at this time? Woohoo... Should I still confess
Bu Jingyu took two steps to the gate of the courtyard, and the cold and cold voice of Feng Wu came from beside him.
"Do you think your master is powerful, or is your master powerful?"
"Of course Master Shi is amazing." Bu Jingyu said without hesitation, "Master can listen to Master Master. In front of Master Master, Master is like a cat seeing a tiger, respectful."
Feng Wu threw the same thing directly to Bu Jingyu.
It was her headdress as a child.
It's exactly the same as the one on the Bujingyu painting.
The beauty mother made a lot of this stuff, and Feng Wu took one as a souvenir.
There is a wooden shelf in her storage space, and there are grids on the wooden shelf, one of which is dedicated to her old things.
"What is this?" Bu Jingyu looked at the little girl's headgear, puzzled, but felt a little familiar.
Feng Wu reminded him: "Think about your painting."
Bu Jingyu's originally doubtful eyes instantly lit up like a lamp, lit up all of a sudden!
He stared at Feng Wu, and in the next instant, he rushed to the back room to look for the painting.
On that, there is still the cute and soft little girl with a round face.
Bu Jingyu looked at the headgear on it, and it turned out to be exactly the same as the one in his hand.
He took the headdress and walked to Feng Wu: "You... did you create it on purpose?"
Feng Wu: "Do you think I'm so busy?"
Step by step language: "..." In his impression, Feng Wu really wouldn't be so boring, but...
"Don't you mean... the person that the master is looking for is you, right?" Bu Jingyu squatted in front of Feng Wu and carefully looked at her face.
Not to mention, although this face is a little longer, it still looks a bit like when I was a child, especially the eyebrows, eyes, nose and nose...
The more you look at the scriptures, the more similar you feel.
At this moment, he has believed three or four points.
Feng Wu: "So, if it is not discovered by your master, it is best. If your master finds out, we will sacrifice your master and keep everything safe."
Although she said so, Feng Wu knew very well in her heart that the fact that she had provoked this time was too big... The signs of the three brothers may not work.
But these words are indeed enough to fool the sutras.
Bu Jingyu was relieved, and he nodded solemnly: "Okay! I will listen to you!"
While speaking, Feng Wu completed five more.
In such a short time, she has completed ten.
Because the speed is too fast, Feng Wu feels that her fingers are a little numb, and her mental strength is also a little weak.
But... she couldn't rest at all.
Time is pressing!
Feng Wu raised her head and poured herself a bottle of spiritual potion. The next moment, she began to dismantle and write the inscription fiercely.
Ten, twenty, thirty...
Bu Jingyu hurriedly walked around the yard, leaning on the wall from time to time and staring at the opposite side, for fear that someone would come knocking on the door.
Forty... Fifty... Sixty...
It's finally over.
Feng Wu and Bu Jingyu were all sweaty on their foreheads, but they looked at each other, and there was a hint of relief in their eyes!
soon, soon...
At this moment, Bu Jingyu found a person coming out of the left courtyard and walking straight towards this side.
It's the congratulations from the big brother!
Bu Jingyu's face was instantly pale and bloodless!
(End of this chapter)