The house was confiscated at the beginning, so I evacuated my enemy's house to escape.

Feng Jiuyan stroked the hair on Huahua's back and said with a smile, "Little tiger, come down quickly and practice your skills. You will definitely be better than other tigers."

"Ooooo, ooooo, ooooo-" Huahua was very excited, oohooed a few times, and jumped out of the donkey cart nimbly.

Hey, don't tell me, with the posture just now, Feng Jiuyan felt that Huahua really had a bit of a tiger flavor.

After the flowers went down, the carriage shaft was finally less crowded. Feng Jiuyan and Feng Jiuli sat on the carriage shaft with peace of mind.

"Miss Feng, why did your donkey cart stop? Follow us quickly!" An official turned around and saw the Feng family's donkey cart stopped.

"Okay, sir, let's continue on our way." Feng Jiuyan finished her reply and winked at Song Chen.

Song Chen shook the reins, and the proud donkey continued to move forward. When the officials saw their donkey cart moving forward again, they stopped caring about them.

Song Ning glanced at Huahua who was running beside the donkey cart, then at Feng Jiuyan, and asked doubtfully, "Sister Feng, you said Huahua is a tiger?"

Feng Jiuyan lowered her head and glanced at Huahua beside the carriage shaft. At this time, Huahua was also looking at her.

Therefore, Feng Jiuyan could only ignore her conscience again and follow Huahua's wishes and said, "Yes, Huahua is a little tiger. And he is also an extremely ferocious little tiger."

"Little tiger? No, Sister Feng, isn't Huahua a clown cat?" Song Ning stared, a little confused.

Sister Feng said before that Huahua was a cat, but as Huahua grew bigger, Song Ning had doubts. But the one who said Huahua was a cat was her most admired Sister Feng. In the little girl's heart, what her Sister Feng said was true, so she wiped out the last trace of doubt in her heart.

But when she also firmly believed that Huahua was a little tiger, now Sister Feng said that Huahua was a little tiger, Song Ning and Song Chen were shocked.

Before Song Ning could ask again, Huahua, who was following the carriage, became unhappy.

It howled fiercely at Song Ning. Feng Jiuyan quickly winked at Song Ning and silently reminded her with her lips, and Song Ning finally reacted.

The little girl slapped her thigh and said exaggeratedly, "Oh——, Huahuaguo is really a little tiger!"

At this time, Huahua was extremely satisfied. With a whimper, she let go and ran into the woods beside the road.

When Huahua ran, it was as fast as flying, and its body seemed to turn into a bolt of lightning.

Its limbs kicked the ground powerfully, and every jump carried a swift force, which shocked the four people on the shaft.

At this time, Feng Jiuyan also began to doubt. Is it possible that Huahua is really a little tiger?

"Sister Feng, is Huahua really a tiger? It doesn't look like a cat, but it doesn't look much like a tiger either." Song Ning blinked her round almond eyes and asked doubtfully.

Feng Jiuyan shrugged and swung his right leg dangling on the shaft of the car, "We also think it is a cat, but Huahua thinks it is a tiger. It is not happy to call it a cat and is even vicious. This No, we all have to admit it is a tiger."

Song Ning suddenly realized, "That's it! Huahua doesn't look like a cat, nor does he look like a tiger. But the way he ran just now, it really looked like a tiger's swiftness."

"That's right. It's fine as long as it's happy. I guess Huahua thinks the tiger is more majestic and brave."

The four of them talked a few more words, and the topic turned to another direction.

"Sister Feng, just now another refugee begged the officials to let him follow our team north to find a way to survive." Song Ning thought of the refugee who had just sneaked into the team, and thought of the robbery by the refugees at noon today, and she was a little worried, so, Quickly inform Feng Jiuyan about this.

"Oh? There's just one refugee following you?"

"Yeah! He is a relatively tall young man. He is tall and a little thin. He said that he was separated from his family when he went north to escape. So, after knowing that we also went north, he begged The official allowed him to follow.

The officials may have felt that he alone was not a refugee to be afraid of, and saw that he sounded pitiful, so they did not drive him away, and just allowed him to follow us. "

Feng Jiuyan frowned, it was another person!

Could it be that like the little beggar, he came to their home? Sneak into the team first, then create various things to get close to them and gain their trust. Then, take the opportunity to find out the whereabouts of Black Feather Ling?

Thinking of this, Feng Jiuyan frowned even more.

It was really annoying. She thought that by sending the little beggar away, their family would be able to live in peace for a few days. But it's only been two or three days, and here comes another one!

Are you annoyed?

The Black Feather Ling of Lao Shizi was probably taken away by the Dog Emperor or someone, and he is still looking for their home day after day!

Feng Jiuyan's eyes burst out with fierce coldness, and his whole body exuded murderous intent.

Just kill this person directly.

But even if he said this, Feng Jiuyan would never do this. She also wants to find out the secret behind the death of her father, Feng Huaijin, and the whereabouts of Black Feather Ling.

Therefore, she must find out whether the refugees sneaking in this time are ordinary refugees, or killers with wolf totem or Manzhushahua symbols on their bodies!

Feng Jiuyan's eyes searched for the figure of the refugee Song Ning mentioned. After searching for a long time, he finally found the figure of the refugee Song Ning mentioned.

I saw the refugee walking in front of me. He was very tall, at least 1.8 meters tall.

He was dressed in a dusty bungalow and had several patches on his body. He was carrying a bulging bundle behind him and was wearing a pair of light black cloth shoes. The cloth shoes were covered with dust, and the original color was almost lost.

Feng Jiuyan squinted and stared for a long time. She found that when this refugee walked, he took steady steps and his body was straight. He was very unlike an ordinary farmer.

Judging from the posture of this refugee, he looks very much like a trained family member.

However, Feng Jiuyan also had some doubts.

Logically speaking, if this refugee is a killer, come and find out who Black Feather is approaching their home. Then you shouldn't find such a person.

This is too perfunctory. There is no disguise at all. He walks straight and does not look like an ordinary farmer at all. From this look, not only could she guess that this refugee had some skills, but other people might also be able to tell.

Could it be that the killer has changed his strategy and wants to do the opposite?

Feng Jiuyan stared at the back of the refugee. In the midst of his wild thoughts, suddenly, the refugee seemed to find someone spying on him, so he turned his head and looked behind him.

His eyes met Feng Jiuyan's.

The young man looked at Feng Jiuyan with deep eyes, and his eyes moved slightly.

For a moment, Feng Jiuyan felt that this young man gave her a very familiar feeling——