Looking at his father''s busy appearance, the tiger''s small head tilted and frowned incomprehensibly.


    Xiang Jun was stunned with envy.


    But he soon returned to his mind. His eyes sank and quickly whispered, "Dad wants to work in another place, so we also want to live in that place..."


    "Xiang Junxian!"


    Xiang Junxian''s voice did not fall, but his wife Qiao Ling, who had already come behind, suddenly pulled up his arm and turned him around.


    With a slap, he raised his hand and gave him a slap.


    "Xiang Junxian, are you still not a man


    Qiao Ling obviously cried. A pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes were slightly red, and the bottom of her eyes was full of disappointment and anger.


    "She''s your own daughter! No one hides his own daughter like a thief hiding from officers and soldiers! Are you still a father? Is that how you set an example for tiger son?!"


    "... what can I do!"


    Xiang Jun shook with envy. He could not help but clench his fist and beat hard at the side wall with chagrin.


    He lowered his head and said hysterically, "she is now the person around the holy master! Qiao Ling, you know, how can I let the holy master find me alive!"


    "And..."


    With that, the man panicked again and packed his belongings more hurriedly.


    The side murmured, "moreover, she recognized me, and Feng LAN obviously knew my identity... The holy master must have prepared to catch me back to the imperial capital for trial!"


    "We must leave!"


    Xiang Jun Xian roared and shoved the messy baggage in his hand into Qiao Ling''s arms.


    Immediately turned and pushed the door to go to the yard to continue cleaning up.


    However, before he stepped out of the threshold, he suddenly stopped.


    I just feel that there seems to be a very strong breath of martial artists outside the door. I don''t know when it has spread to the whole courtyard.


    Thinking, Xiang Jun was surprised in his heart and couldn''t help subconsciously lifting his eyes. Reading building


    I saw Fenglan with several shadow guards of Fengxiang building, already standing in front of the door.


    He stared at him without expression.


    "You!"


    Xiang Junxian was in a hurry. He only realized that his expectation had come true. Without much thought, he used his internal power and quickly put on an attack posture.


    "... stubborn."


    Seeing this, Feng LAN sneered and attacked directly.


    Tit for tat, the small courtyard aroused bursts of extremely strong internal breathing fluctuations.


    Although he retired for many years, Xiang Junxian never neglected to practice martial arts. During the fight, the fierce hegemony of the cavalry general suddenly appeared.


    On the contrary, it aroused Feng Lan''s fighting spirit.


    "General Xiang, you are as powerful as you used to be."


    His evil spirit hooked his lips, and his moves became more and more rapid and cruel. He didn''t fall at all, and Xiang Jun envied the disadvantage.


    The war was stuck for a while.


    But gradually, Xiang Junxian smelled an unspeakable strange fragrance.


    He couldn''t describe the wonderful aroma. He just felt that after he had smelled the strange smell, his internal breathing and his war intention had been raised for several grades inexplicably.


    Originally clear as water, his eyes gradually added a few crazy colors.


    Seeing this, Feng LAN smiled knowingly.


    While facing the man''s more cruel moves, he seems to inadvertently step back slowly.


    Unconsciously, he led Xiang Junxian out of the courtyard.


    Soon, you can use the lightness skill, turn around and run.


    Under the stimulation of Qixiang, Xiang Junxian knew that he was luring the tiger away from the mountain, but he still couldn''t control his pace. He also followed the lightness skill and caught up.