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Chapter 1204

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He wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and his heart couldn't help but twitch a few times.

At this moment, he could already see the angry gazes of those people.

"Miss, don't you think you're going too far!"

The old man slammed the table and stood up, looking coldly at Yun Luo Feng.

Yun Luo Feng smiled, "I didn't mention the word Ghost Emperor in my words just now. I was just telling people a story. Could it be that my story is also bothering you?"

She, Yun Luo Feng, would eat anything and never suffer a loss!

Those who fought with her would often be angered half to death!

The old man's heart was filled with anger, but he couldn't find any fault with Yun Luo Feng's words.

That's right, she was only telling a story, and didn't mention the Ghost Emperor. What reason could he use to cause trouble for her?

Therefore, the old man could only sit down. The anger in his chest was unbearable, and his entire body emitted a sinister aura.

"Bill."

After getting the information he wanted from the man, Yun Luo Feng threw an ingot of silver on the table and walked out of the teahouse.

"This girl is quite interesting."

The handsome man picked up the cup of tea in front of him and took a sip. He looked at Yun Luo Feng with interest.

However, he could not tell that Yun Luo Feng was not interested in him at all. Instead, he wanted to get some information out of him.

… ….

Inn.

Fire appeared out of thin air on the roof beam, swinging his legs, his bright eyes flashing with a curious light.

"Master, when are we going to find Lord Yun Xiao?"

Yun Luofeng absentmindedly sat down and poured himself a cup of tea. He smiled faintly: "I still don't know where Yun Xiao is. When the time comes, I'll follow this group of people and I'll be able to see him."

Fire blinked his eyes: "I'm curious, if Lord Yun Xiao saw the small tree, what kind of expression would he have?"

Just as fire finished speaking, Xiao Mo's figure suddenly appeared in front of Yun Luo Feng.

He was holding a few months old baby in his arms, and his young and tender face was filled with grievance.

"When I see Yun Xiao, I'll throw the little tree to him. I don't want to accompany this brat all day long!"

"Cluck cluck cluck."

A bright smile appeared on the little tree's face as it giggled and opened its arms towards Yun Luo Feng.

"Mother … Mother …"

Yun Luofeng was stunned. "The little tree can talk? He's only six months old, and he can already talk? "

And he spoke it so fluently?

Little Mo glanced at Yun Luofeng. "Xiao Shu is not a human. He is a spirit beast, so it's normal for him to speak now."

"Mommy, hug me."

The sapling's voice was soft, just like a glutinous rice cake. It was fragrant and sweet, so cute that people couldn't help but take a bite.

Yun Luofeng opened his arms and hugged Xiao Shu. "Little Mo, it's been hard on you. Let me take care of him from now on."

Hearing this, Little Mo was moved to tears.

His hard work did not go to waste. His master began to feel sorry for him.

The little tree smiled happily in Yun Luofeng's arms. Ever since he was born, Yun Luofeng had been busy running around and had never hugged him.

"Master."

Fire jumped down from the beam, his childish face revealing a smile.

"I'm really looking forward to the day you and Lord Yun Xiao give birth to a child." She propped up her cheeks with her hand, her eyes glowing brightly.

"Your child must be a genius among geniuses."

Yun Luofeng's hand, which was gently caressing the small tree, paused for a moment. "This kind of thing, let nature take its course! Fire, Little Mo, you two go back to the Divine Grimoire space to rest. We might have to leave tomorrow, and there will be a tough battle to fight. "

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