Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

Seeing Feng Xuanming's delay in speaking, the little princess of the Barbarian clan thought what happened to him. He hurriedly stretched out his hand, shook Feng Xuanming's shoulder, looked at Feng Xuanming nervously, and asked:

"Master, what's the matter with you? Why are you not talking?"

Feng Xuanming recovered from his thoughts. He saw the little princess of the Barbarian tribe looking at him nervously, and subconsciously stretched out his hand, squeezing her slightly fat cheek, only feeling the touch in her hand. Very good, and said with a satisfied smile:

"Master is thinking, in this case, is there any way to make Yue'er's father like the master more? By the way, I don't know if Yue'er knows that there are some very skilled killers in the barbarian tribe?"

"Kill... killer?"

When the barbarian princess heard Feng Xuanming say this, she was immediately stunned. After the barbarian princess reacted, she hurriedly reached out and covered Feng Xuanming's mouth, shook her head vigorously, with a nervous expression on her face. Look around.

Seeing that the barbarian princess was so panicked, Feng Xuanming couldn't help becoming more curious, staring at the barbarian princess with widened eyes, his eyes filled with doubts.

"Master, where did you hear this? You can't let others hear it, then there will be a big mess."

The little princess of the Barbarian tribe was in a hurry, deliberately lowered her voice, leaned to Feng Xuanming's ear, and secretly reminded.

"Ok?"

The little princess of the Barbarian tribe waited for a long time. Seeing that Feng Xuanming had not spoken to answer herself, she was covering her mouth by herself and could not speak. The little princess of the Barbarian tribe quickly retracted her hand. His face was embarrassed and embarrassed, and he had to smile at Feng Xuanming.

"The master used to listen to passers-by when walking on the road. They seemed to be talking about something, and the master didn't hear it very clearly, as if he was saying... there are some powerful killers in the barbarian tribe. So I couldn't help but be a little curious, and wanted to ask Yue'er if it really happened."

Seeing Feng Xuanming's words, the little princess of the Barbarian clan was relieved secretly, and quickly explained in a low voice:

"There is indeed such a thing. Those assassins are specially trained by the father and are specially used by the father.

And I don’t know if you listened to them, Master, that wherever the dead men passed, a task completed would leave a wolf tooth engraved with a fish pattern on the dead, which was their mark.

In the entire Manchu tribe, all the tribes did not know that these dead men were cultivated by the father, only that there were such a group of people who were controlled by mysterious people behind the scenes.

This matter was extremely secretive. It was because Yue'er accidentally heard about it when he passed by his father's camp accidentally. In the end, he was discovered by his father and gave a big reprimand.

Yue'er only tells you about this matter. Master, don't tell anyone else, otherwise this matter will go wrong. "

While talking, the little princess of the Barbarian clan looked at Feng Xuanming nervously. Feng Xuanming did not expect that the little princess of the Barbaric clan would trust him so much, telling him such secret things, and her heart could not help but her voice became mixed. Said particularly lowly:

"Okay, the master promised Yue'er not to tell others, this is the secret between us."

While talking, Feng Xuanming stretched out her right hand and hooked her little finger, as if she wanted to pull the hook with the barbarian princess, but the barbarian princess was stunned, motionless, looking at Feng Xuanming with a puzzled look. Asked:

"Master, what are you doing?"

Feng Xuanming suddenly realized that the barbarians didn't know about Rehook, so Feng Xuanming chuckled and slowly explained:

"Silly girl, you just do what I do. This means that in Dashun, two people who pull the hook must not change the promise they promised, otherwise they will be retributed."

Upon hearing Feng Xuanming's words, the little princess of the Barbarian tribe shook her head in a hurry and said, "No, Yue'er, don't want Master to receive retribution."

The hand that the little princess of the Barbarian clan originally stretched out, suddenly retracted. Feng Xuanming could not laugh or cry when she saw it, and suddenly Feng Xuanming asked with a playful look:

"I don't worry about Yue'er then, the master will tell the secret of Yue'er to the master and pass it out?"

The little princess of the Barbarian tribe was taken aback for a moment, then tilted her head and thought for a while, then said sincerely:

"Don't worry, the master treats Yue'er so well, how could he tell others this secret?

And even if the master told others about this secret, Yue'er couldn't help it. No matter what, Yue'er still didn't want to let the master receive retribution, Yue'er couldn't bear it. "

Feng Xuanming heard the barbarian princess say this, the feeling of evil that was still rising in his heart suddenly disappeared, and all the words that the barbarian princess had said to him reverberated in his mind.

To be honest, Feng Xuanming did have a heartbeat at the time, and wanted to spread this incident in order to avenge the barbarian king.

But as long as Feng Xuanming thought of the little princess of the Barbarian clan's trust in him, his heart suddenly softened. Thinking, anyway, there are so many ways to make the barbarian king die better than life, so you don't need this way, so as not to harm the barbarian princess.

However, what Feng Xuanming didn't know was that no matter what method he used to retaliate against the barbarian king, the barbarian king would ultimately be the father of the barbarian princess, and eventually the barbarian princess would be harmed. This is an unchangeable fact.

"By the way, Master, Yue'er has to tell you a good thing." The barbarian princess suddenly remembered something, her eyes turned slightly, and the smile on her lips deepened, she said quickly.

"Oh, what makes Yue'er so happy, let the master also listen to you?" Feng Xuanming asked Yue'er with such a look, pretending to be curious.

"This matter has something to do with you, Master." I saw the little princess of the Barbarian tribe raising her head and looking at Feng Xuanming with a mysterious expression. She actually started selling with Feng Xuanming.

"It has something to do with me? Yue'er quickly talk about it, is it a good thing or a bad thing? But don't sell it off, it makes me itch the master."

Seeing this, Feng Xuanming straightened her back and leaned in front of the little princess of the barbarian clan, and asked a monkey anxiously.

The little princess of the Barbarian clan couldn't bear Feng Xuanming so long, staring at her without blinking, she couldn't help but blushed, she felt a heart, and almost jumped out, turning her head to one side hurriedly. Slowly surrendered and said:

"Master, don't keep looking at me like this, to make Yue'er blame embarrassed, let me just say it."

Feng Xuanming saw that the barbarian princess had surrendered, and then sat back slowly with a smile, looking at the barbarian princess quietly.

"Father said, Master, you have solved the wolf tribe's harm this time. You are a great hero of the barbarian tribe. You must treat you well.

Later tomorrow, the father will order people to set up a banquet in his camp, to congratulate the master, and introduce you to the nobles in our barbarian clan. Look at the appearance of the father, it is estimated that it is Plan to agree to our marriage. "

While talking, the little princess of the Barbarian tribe lowered her head shyly, her entire face flushed, like a plump and juicy fairy peach.