Feng Jiu glanced at him and asked casually, "Who are you again?"
Hearing this, the boy raised his chin, with an arrogant aura: "You don't even know Xiao Wang? Tell you, Xiao Wang is the tenth emperor of Qing Dynasty Duan Ye."
"Oh, Duan Ye!" She replied casually, averted her eyes and continued to eat the chicken.
Seeing this, the boy was annoyed: "You haven't told Xiao Wang, what is your name!"
"It's not you who said it, I have to say it."
The young man was startled and looked at the young man in a daze. He wanted to get angry, but after smelling the scent, he swallowed and asked, "What are you eating?" As he spoke, he turned over and jumped off the flame lion. , Walked towards Fengjiu.
"Call the chicken, have you eaten it?" Seeing him coming, Feng Jiu tore off another chicken leg and handed it over: "Now, try it."
The young man took a curious look at the chicken leg in his hand, coughed lightly, and raised his chin: "Okay! Since you ask Xiao Wang to eat it, Xiao Wang will try it!"
Speaking of taking a bite, there is no image.The tender chicken entered his mouth, his eyes lit up: "It's delicious!"
"That is, can I make it bad?" Feng Jiu took out a pot of wine again: "Can you drink it?"
"Drink!" So, he came to him and sat down, eating chicken, drinking wine, and chatting.
"There is a barrier here, how did you get in?"
"I was there when you didn't fabricate the barrier."
"Then you are lucky, you met me, otherwise you can't get out."
"Ha ha ha..." Feng Jiu smiled lightly, without speaking.
"Where are you from? Aren't you from the Imperial City of Qing Dynasty?"
"No, I'm from a seventh-class country."
"Ah? Seventh-class country? It's a country with very small power and strength, but it's far from here. How can you, a seventh-class country, come here?"
"I'm looking for someone."
Hearing him talking about finding someone, the boy asked, "Find someone? Have you found it? Would you like Xiao Wang to help you?"
Feng Jiu glanced at him and smiled meaningfully: "I found it, but I haven't thought of how to subdue people."
"It's simple." He raised his fist: "See, fist, fist is all about the big thing. If you want to subdue the younger brother, just twist your fist and do it directly."
"Oh? Use your fist to solve it? Isn't that good?" She stroked her chin, but was considering his suggestion.
"Why not? They are all bullying and fearful of tough guys, and they just need to fight until they are served. How easy is it?" He tore a chicken wing after eating the chicken leg, and continued to chew.
Hearing this, Feng Jiu stared at him with a smile, narrowing the light in his eyes, and asked: "Yes, I haven't asked you yet, what are you doing in this forest?"
"I'm playing a game where ghosts are coming." The boy said, looking at Feng Jiu: "Do you want to play together? I'm a ghost. There are ten death row prisoners in this forest. I let them go as long as they hide. I have a chance to survive with me, otherwise...hehe."
Seeing the fierce color gleaming in the young man's eyes, Feng Jiu raised his eyebrows. As expected, this baby face was really as stated in the information, not a harmless and simple young man.
However, among the royal family, if they were really too simple, they would have died many times.
"How exciting is it to play ghosts with people? If you want to play, just play for real, do you dare?" She asked provocatively.
"Really?" The boy was startled and asked, "Where is there a real ghost?"