As his words fell, the scenery in front of her eyes suddenly changed from a bamboo forest to a sea of clouds in the sky. She was startled, and could only climb on Wuya's body with her hands and feet. She couldn't fly at all now. Falling is a dead end.
Wu Ya didn't do anything, he just let the scenery hang on his body, he didn't look at the scenery, he bent his eyes, and said with a charming smile: "If the scenery refuses, I will throw the scenery down."
The calm and breezy tone unexpectedly made people dare not question the authenticity of his words.
Feng Feng hugged him tightly and he didn't dare to let go, "Is it okay if I agree!? Master! You will be my master from now on!"
At the moment of life and death, all backbones are floating clouds.
As soon as she finished speaking, the scene in front of her eyes changed again, and a lush green bamboo forest emerged.
Fengfeng couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, she was about to let go of his hands and feet and get off him, but he was already supporting her hip with one hand, and patted her back with the other, not letting her leave.
Wu Ya said in a cheerful mood: "My dear disciple, I will definitely teach you well as a teacher in the future."
Feng Jing had never seen a person with such a bad personality, she was compelled to lean her head on Wu Ya's shoulder, thinking of the miserable life in the future, she wanted to cry but had no tears.
Things are completely developing in the opposite direction to the scenery. She originally thought that she wanted to take the initiative to conquer Wu Ya in this way, and then live a happy life with him in such a way without shame or impetuosity, but when it came to Wu Ya After the meeting, she completely understood the saying that imagination is beautiful, but reality is skinny.
Becoming Wu Ya's disciple has become a settled matter. Wu Ya expressed that he generously gave up the room next to him to Feng Jing. Of course, he also said: "If Feng Feng doesn't like it, you can also share with me. sleep in a room."
Although Fengjing thinks she is open, she has not yet opened up to this point. She said directly: "I refuse."
"Why?" He expressed his incomprehension about her refusal. "I know that some masters sleep with her little apprentices. It is said that this will make her apprentices feel more secure."
Feng Guang: "Her apprentice you mentioned... How old is this year?"
"It seems to be..." He thought for a while, "It's about six years old."
The corner of Fengjing's mouth twitched, "Am I like a child!?"
"The scenery is only one hundred and sixty years old this year, and it's still young." He touched the top of her head again, and said in an expectant tone: "Why hasn't the dragon horn of the scenery come out yet?"
"My dragon horns are not such casual dragon horns!" As if to confirm her words, the two dragon horns immediately grew out of Feng Jing's head.
Wu Ya was very satisfied with this, and he laughed again in a low voice, "Sure enough, it's still a young dragon."
"You are the young dragon! Your whole family is all young dragons!" Feng Jing patted his hand poking her dragon horn, wanting to take a deep breath, calm down, and let the dragon horn disappear, but in front of Wu Ya, how could she? I can't be calm either.
Wu Ya was rudely clapped away by her, but he was not angry, but said in a generous and cheerful tone: "Little dragon, I allow you to lose your temper with me."
His words seemed like a great gift from heaven.
However, the scenery just grasped a point dullly, "What did you call me?"
He smiled calmly, "Little young dragon~"
The last rising sound can make people's body crisp.