This Lord is Too Cruel: 238 How does the emperor compensate his ministers?

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Wufeng raised her palm, wrote a word on it, raised her eyes and looked at him, "Do you understand?"

"Sure enough." Feng Aotian smiled and looked at him, "When are you going to leave?"

"It looks like you've done it in the morning." Wufeng's mouth hooked and smiled sadly.

Feng Aotian squeezed his hand, "You have a plan for yourself, do you need me to calculate?"

"It turns out that you know me so." Wufeng's indifferent eyes moved slightly, and then slowly moved closer, lowering his head and kissing her lips.

Feng Aotian knows that even so, he still feels unhappy in his heart, but she also knows that he will adjust slowly by himself and doesn't need her.

Feng Aotian took a windless hand and walked out of the house, and saw Mu Hanjin lying quietly on the recliner, her eyes closed slightly, her expression at ease, still as elegant as water, the sun shined like it was There was a soft light covering his whole body, looking so calm.

She stepped forward and sat on the stone bench on the side of the recliner, gently holding his hand, turning her eyes to the windless, "He must be exhausted these days."

Wufeng looked at the pain in her eyes and smiled lightly, "Naturally."

Feng Aotian bends down slightly, picks him up from the recliner, and looks at the windlessness, "Don’t think about it."

No wind chuckled softly, "This is the end of the matter, and I can't tolerate my thoughts."

Feng Aotian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he flew out of the courtyard holding Mu Hanjin.

Wufeng watched her leave, and sighed helplessly. Isn't the gentleness of the talents one step closer than the indifference before? But why does his heart still hurt?

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin back to the Emperor's Sleeping Hall, carefully placed him on the dragon couch, and was about to get up, then met Mu Hanjin's opened eyes, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. Ruyu's face, with a faint soft light, whispered, "The emperor."

Feng Aotian lowered his head and kissed his lips, biting gently, and unconsciously unconsciously unbuttoning his brocade robe.

"It seems that the minister came at an untimely time." Xing Wuyun leaned against the door again and looked at the situation in the inner hall. This was the second time he had met.

Feng Aotian twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his eyes to look at him, "You really didn't come at the right time."

"The emperor will continue, and the minister will retire." Xing Wuyun straightened up slowly, turned and walked out.

Feng Aotian was distracted and looked at Mu Hanjin's pink cheeks. He didn't know if he was shy when he was hit by a good deed, or because of the affection of Shi Cai, he slowly sat up, dressed himself, and whispered. , "The emperor, go and see him."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian coughed dryly, turned around, and quickly walked out of the inner hall. After leaving the palace, he saw Xing Wuyun standing alone outside the hall, seeming to know that she would come out.

She walked to his side unhurriedly, pressing her shoulder against him, "How about Zimo?"

"Can the emperor think of him?" Xing Wuyun said with words.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, wrapped his waist and leaned on his shoulder, "You are very jealous today."

Xing Wuyun raised his hand to embrace her shoulders, letting her lean in her arms, "I care too much, I don't think I am myself."

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Master should be happy."

Xing Wuyun looked at her sideways, "Then I want to be jealous all the time, the emperor always wants to be happy?"

Feng Aotian looked at him and nodded softly, "It's so good."

"Thinking beautifully." Xing Wuyun pressed her forehead, his eyes met, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he whispered, "I can't do without you more and more."

"Then it will be entangled for a lifetime." Feng Aotian leaned closer and kissed his lips.

Xing Wuyun smiled and bit, hugged her tightly, so he felt nostalgic for him if he hugged her like this.

Mu Hanjin stood at the gate of the main hall, looking at the two people in front of him, with a slight tick at the corner of his mouth, and smiled softly, "It's not time for the minister to come now."

Feng Aotian had a headache, and looked at Mu Hanjin sideways, "Let me kiss you."

Mu Hanjin gave a low laugh, then walked forward to her, "Will the emperor look at Wei Zimo?"

"Let's go." Feng Ao Tianshi only saw the gloom in Xing Wuyun's eyes, and it seemed that he went there in person, with little effect.

Xing Wuyun looked sideways at Mu Hanjin, "You understand."

Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, "I just know what the emperor is thinking."

"Go, he is not good, very bad." Xing Wuyun remembered that Shicai went to see him, hiding himself in the dark, not wanting to see anyone, even he was turned away, this situation , Reminded him of the childhood Wei Zimo, when he first saw Wei Zimo, he was so lonely and cautiously hiding in the corner.

Feng Aotian knew that even Xing Wuyun couldn't say that it was bad. Then he was really bad and bad. She tapped her toes and flew towards the Floating Dream Palace.

Mu Hanjin watched Feng Aotian leave, then looked at Xing Wuyun, "In ten days, I will leave, or I can come back alive, or..."

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "Didn't you say that she is your life?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin said quietly, "more important than fate."

"Then you are still willing?" Xing Wuyun picked up the folding fan around his waist, gently stretched it out, smiled happily, and looked at him, "Mu Hanjin, now you have reached this point, would you still Because of the road behind, do you give up all your previous achievements?"

Mu Hanjin chuckled, "It seems that I am a fan of the authorities."

"You just care too much about her, and you are more afraid of losing." Xing Wuyun whispered, "Why don't I? I have already died once, and I naturally know the pain of this kind of parting, so now I want to be well Catch me, even if I know that there is more than me by her side, but I still want to guard her by her side."

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "As a result, I was more worried."

"That's natural." Xing Wuyun looked at Mu Hanjin, "Anyway, she will definitely not come to you and me tonight, simply, you will accompany me for a few more drinks."

"Are you afraid of being lonely tonight?" Mu Hanjin naturally knows what the pain of comfort is.

Xing Wuyun puts away the folding fan, looks romantic, smiles freely, and pats Mu Hanjin on the shoulder, "I really understand me."

Mu Hanjin shook her head and sighed, "They are all in the same way."

The two laughed at each other, turned around, and entered the imperial palace together.

Feng Aotian flew into the Floating Dream Palace, regardless of what he had promised at the time, and stepped into the bedroom. There was no light in the whole hall, she frowned, and then walked in a few steps. Tang, watching Wei Zimo curled up in the corner, she was so lonely and helpless. Her heart felt a pain. She knew that it was not easy for a person who was once proud to endure such pain now.

She stepped forward slowly, standing in front of him, Wei Zimo stepped back in fear, but he couldn't go back.

Feng Aotian squatted halfway, looking at him, still wearing a veil on his face, and his whole body covered in airtight. He pressed his lips tightly, as if thinking of something, Feng Aotian knew that this was this The severe toxicity can corrode his weakness, and now Wei Zimo has reached the deepest level, and he must sustain it.

"Don't be afraid, there is a master." Feng Aotian raised his hand, trying to take him into his arms.

"No." Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian in front of him, shaking his head desperately with a frightened face.

Feng Aotian stepped forward to grab him by the arm, forcefully confined him in his arms, clicked on his acupuncture points, hugged him up, walked slowly to the bed, lay him flat, bowed his head Watching him staring at her in horror.

She stroked his face and said softly, "Do you know who I am?"

Wei Zimo seemed to be unconscious, he nodded slightly, shook his head suddenly, and then whispered, "Who are you?"

Feng Aotian lowered his head and kissed his lips, biting gently, but did not untie his clothes with both hands. She knew that if she could see the scar on his body, he would be crazy. .

Wei Zimo wanted to struggle, but when the acupuncture point was clicked, he couldn't break free, he could only stare desperately, and his cold eyes had lost the luster of the past, and they were all dim.

I don't know how long he has passed, he gradually calmed down, his eyes have recovered a little clarity, and even his breathing has become much calmer.

Feng Aotian left his lips and whispered, "Recognizable now?"

Wei Zimo looked at her blankly and whispered, "Didn't you say that you are not allowed to come again?"

Feng Aotian knew that he had regained his sanity, so he quickly relieved and unlocked his acupuncture points. Wei Zimo had consumed too much energy. Now, he can't get up, let alone push her away.

Feng Aotian got on the bed, took him into his arms, and stroked his Qingsi lightly, "If you don't come, can you let you lose your mind?"

Wei Zimo chuckled, "How did you know that I would lose my mind?"

"Is there anyone in this world who does not know?" Feng Aotian said coldly, "What did you think of?"

"Think of the mother concubine, the palace, and the Gongyi Min." Wei Zimo whispered, seeming to recall the past.

Feng Aotian hugged him tightly and sighed leisurely, "I didn't even think of the Lord."

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at her, "You have been in my heart."

"Don't worry, I just want to hold you like this." Feng Aotian knew Wei Zimo's concerns, and she whispered.

Wei Zimo looked at her, "I haven't had a bath for several days."

She knew that he couldn't touch the water anymore since he got scabs, but she didn't care, "what's the matter?"

Wei Zimo sneered, "I can't stand it myself."

"You, it is time to cure this cleanliness problem." Feng Aotian couldn't help saying.

"Do you dislike me?" Wei Zimo asked sensitively.

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Then you dislike Lord?"

"What do I dislike you for?" Wei Zimo asked dissatisfiedly.

Feng Aotian lowered his head and gently kissed the corner of his lips, "You are not the only one by your side."

Wei Zimo raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes condensed, "Are you questioning my heart for you?"

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Then why are you talented?"

Wei Zimo was speechless when he was asked. These days, he has suffered physical torture. He is thinking of her every day, every night, every moment. Only thinking of her can alleviate this hardship. His pain, his heart is contradictory, he doesn't want her to see such an ugly side of herself, but he hopes that she can always be by his side.

Sometimes he thinks that he is really crazy, so he tortured himself like this. If he changed to the past, he would definitely go clean and never see her again. Now, when he thinks of leaving her, It turned out to be full of dismay, he thought, he probably loved her miserably.

Feng Aotian hugged him tightly, and whispered softly, "You are not allowed to go anywhere with your master."

Wei Zimo was slightly startled, and looked up at her, "You know what I am thinking."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "That's natural, he can read mind."

Wei Zimo leaned quietly in her arms, "How are you doing these days?"

"Okay." Feng Aotian replied in a low voice.

Wei Zimo snorted coldly, "I know you like the new and hate the old, and if you are with them, you will leave me behind."

Feng Aotian clicked the corner of his mouth, "Are you angry, or are you angry?"

"You are so angry." Wei Zimo said coldly, "It happened to be poisoned, so that the individual is not like a person, and the ghost is not like a ghost."

Feng Aotian hugged him tightly and kissed his forehead, "I'm not afraid to have a master by my side."

Wei Zimo looked sideways at her face, becoming brighter and more attractive, and whispered, "Who did you have fun with last night?"

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, and looked down at him, "You are so sober now."

"For this kind of things, men are most sensitive." Wei Zimo said coldly, sniffing her body lightly, "There are really many smells."

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Is that yours?"

"Yes." Wei Zimo whispered, "It smells bad."

Feng Aotian pecked at the corner of his lips, "Master thinks it fragrant."

"Nonsense." Wei Zimo's eyebrows moved slightly. Compared to Shi Cai's desperate appearance, he is better now.

Feng Aotian has been with Wei Zimo, guarding him all night before leaving.

Thinking that she agreed to go to accompany Hanyao last night, as she thought, she had already reached the emperor's bedroom, and everyone was already standing in the hall.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at them, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Very good." Everyone responded.

Only Xing Wuyun was lying on the soft couch, looking at her sideways, "How did the emperor sleep last night?"

Feng Aotian looked at him sideways, "Very good."

"That's natural, and the beauty is on the side, can it be bad?" Xing Wuyun continued to tease her.

Feng Aotian clicked the corner of his mouth, then walked forward slowly and sat beside him, "I smelled of alcohol, didn't sleep last night?"

"I can’t sleep alone, it’s better to have a drink." Xing Wuyun's peachy eyes are slightly curved, unspeakable charm.

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, and when she turned her eyes, she saw Mu Hanjin looking at her gently, and she smiled, "Are you with him?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin answered unabashedly, "The minister can't sleep alone."

Feng Aotian couldn't help sighing, "Then go on tonight, I won't stop him."

"It seems that the emperor has a good place tonight." Xing Wuyun said quietly.

Feng Aotian raised his foot and kicked Xing Wuyun's leg, "Go aside."

Xing Wuyun whispered, "Isn't the minister just staying aside, it doesn't hinder the emperor."

Feng Aotian glared at him fiercely, and then raised his eyes to see Leng Qianye looking at her meaningfully. She gave a dry cough and said with a smile, "Fu Zhuo and Peihan should be coming soon. "

"The tenth day." Leng Qianye replied in a low voice, and then sat aside, pouring the water, taking a sip, and handing it to Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian couldn't help but licked the corner of his lips, took the teacup in his hand, drank it, and then stuffed it to him, "One more cup."

"Here." Xing Wuyun quickly handed her the tea cup he had poured.

Feng Aotian was taken aback for a moment, seeing him knowing that there was nothing to do, she gave him a fierce look, but still took the tea cup he handed over and took a sip.

Then she saw Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanyao also pouring tea and handing it to her. The corner of her mouth twitched, and she finally understood what it means to be invincible beauty.

She took them one by one, drank all the tea, and then walked out with Mu Hanyao's hand.

Xing Wuyun looked sideways and looked at Leng Qianye staring blankly. He chuckled, "Why did the emperor take Brother Hanyao out?"

Leng Qianye retracted his gaze and turned to look at Xing Wuyun, "It seems that some people have decided to break the can and do not plan to put it back."

Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin looked at each other. They are both very small-minded people. On the surface, the more generous they seem, the more improper they are. In fact, they are the smallest-minded.

The two of them went to the study wittyly, Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin sat cross-legged, he raised his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, "With you here these few days, help me review the memorials, I feel a lot easier. "

"I'm leaving in a few days." Mu Hanjin picked up the imperial pen, flipped through the memorial, and looked at Lan Jing's book, and said warmly.

"When will you be back?" Lan Jingshu knew that he would not stay too long and couldn't help asking.

"Next time I come back, I won't leave again." Mu Hanjin responded with a light smile.

"That's good, the emperor cannot do without you." Lan Jingshu responded with a smile.

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at him, "The emperor can't do without you. If you leave, who will handle this memorial?"

Lan Jingshu chuckled, "Yes, the emperor really can't live without me."

The tone of his words was like self-comfort.

Mu Hanjin knew that the emperor would treat them the same as people knowing that they were warm and cold. However, in many cases, they would still show selfishness, be more greedy, and want more.

Leng Qianye raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "If you want to say anything, just say it."

Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows, and looked at Leng Qianye with a tut, "It seems that you are also breaking the jar, so you don't plan to put it back."

"It's very true." Leng Qianye raised his hand, pushing the tea cup in his hand towards him.

Xing Wuyun took it coolly, and then said, "Is this the cup that the emperor drank?"

Leng Qianye sneered, "Now that Xiaoyaohou is not chasing you, it just happens that I haven't been active in the past few days. It's better to fight with you."

When Xing Wuyun heard this, he curled his lips and smiled, "Then I am disrespectful."

When the two talked, there was already a flash of light. In a flash, the two of them flew out of the imperial palace. Su Ri, they would see a bright red and a goose yellow figure in the air. , It turned into a touch of lavender and a touch of goose yellow, but it was also a spectacle.

Mu Hanjin listened to the fighting outside, "Both of them, both of them have been upset these past two days. Whether they are fighting, it's time to vent."

"Yes." Lan Jingshu responded with a smile.

The two stopped saying anything, but quietly reviewed the memorial.

Feng Aotian walked slowly with Mu Hanyao, and then said, "Would you like to go back to Mu's house and sit in your yard?"

Mu Hanyao nodded gently, "The emperor now thinks of ministers?"

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, thinking about who would be jealous, even if Mu Hanyao is jealous, he would not say it, but, today...

She raised her eyebrows and smiled lightly, "Why did you think of it today?"

"The minister came back these days, I am alone with the emperor today. If he hadn't been watching the emperor now, the minister would have thought that the emperor would have forgotten the minister." Mu Hanyao's voice was low, with a man's unique magnetism, listening It feels icy cold, very attractive.

Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "Oh, it turns out that ice cubes are jealous."

Mu Hanyao looked at her with a sullen face, and smiled slightly, "How does the emperor plan to compensate the minister?"

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched. Who said he was dull, who said he didn't make a difference? Look, isn't this already calculating her?

"Then how do you want the Lord to compensate you?" Feng Aotian raised her eyebrows slightly, and slowly stepped forward, approaching him, tilting her head slightly, and the corners of her lips sliding across his lips with a very strong tone ambiguous.

Mu Hanyao's eyes moved slightly, and he lowered his head and kissed her lips domineeringly. With great force, she bumped into Feng Aotian's jaw several times. She gave a low laugh, this fool.

After Mu Hanyao kissed, he took her by the hand, "Today, the emperor belongs only to the minister, and he only stays by his side."

"Are you trying to hold your master?" Feng Aotian followed him forward, deliberately distanced himself, and swayed slowly.

Mu Hanyao said in a deep voice, "It would be better if it could be hidden."

"This method is excellent." Feng Aotian nodded in agreement.

Mu Hanyao saw her walking slowly deliberately, and as soon as she slammed into his sturdy arms, he hugged her and flew away from the palace.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes to look at his stern face, then smiled lightly, "Master has a rest."

"Hmm." Mu Hanyao nodded.

Feng Aotian slowly closed her eyes, a slight cool breeze came from her ears, and the sound of his powerful heartbeat, her strong arm embraced her, making her feel safer.

Half an hour later, Mu Hanyao flew down and walked forward holding her in his arms. Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the strange place in front of her. Why didn't she know there were such good places in the capital.

Mu Hanyao hugged her slowly up the mountain, and then put her down. There is a large grassland in front of him. This is a suspended high mountain, opposite to the endless green hills, and behind is a waterfall. The scenery is beautiful, it is really a good place.

Feng Aotian thought that it was late autumn and winter would begin in a few days. This place is still like spring in all seasons. She turned her eyes to look at Mu Hanyao, "Why do you know that there is such a good place in Beijing?" "

"This was also found by the minister by chance." Mu Hanyao took her hand and walked slowly to the right. There is also a thatched house here, but although the layout is simple, it is readily available. The cleaning is also very clean.

She raised her eyes and looked at him, "Do you often come here?"

"Once." Mu Hanyao led her inside and whispered.

"With whom?" Feng Aotian looked at the dishes and chopsticks in the cupboard inside, and squinted his eyes slightly, looking at him.

Mu Hanyao raised his eyes and looked at her, "Naturally it is one person, but now it is two people."

Feng Aotian gave a cold snort and pointed to the cabinet, "What is the explanation for this?"

"The minister personally purchased it yesterday." Mu Hanyao looked at her and said in a low voice, "The emperor is jealous."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then looked at the bowls and chopsticks, really new, and then looked at him, "You brought your master here, do you want to..."

Mu Hanyao listened to Feng Aotian's unsoundness, and said in a deep voice, "If the emperor wants to, he will naturally be willing."

Feng Aotian gave a dry cough, thinking that she would still save some energy. After all, it was the eighth day of the eighth day. She had to help Wei Zimo pass this level first, and then eat them one by one. Wipe clean.

Mu Hanyao could see the cunning flashing in Feng Aotian's eyes, and he hurriedly stepped out of the thatched cottage.

Feng Aotian leaned to one side and looked at his upright back, then stepped forward, hugged him behind himself, and pressed his cheeks against his thick back, "After staying a few days this time, you will It's going to be a long time."

"The emperor already has a plan." Mu Hanyao whispered.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian replied softly, "Everything is already in preparation, and he is also about to move around. Lord can't let him take the lead."

"The minister understands." Mu Hanyao knew that he couldn't be by her side all the time, because he still had more important things to do.

He slowly turned around and took her into his arms. She was so thin, why did he have the aura of fear? However, he knew to protect her well.

Feng Aotian leaned in his arms and whispered, "What will you do later?"

Mu Hanyao looked down at her, "What does the emperor want to do?"

Feng Aotian smiled and took him away from the thatched house. Then he wanted to go to the top of the waterfall, facing the waterfall, and letting the cold water hit their clothes, they flew up and landed on At the top of the waterfall, hugging each other, looking into the distance.

Leng Qianye and Xing Wuyun fought for a whole day. In the end, the winner was still undecided and had to give up. The two lay on the cold ground, looking up at the watery sky.

"Your martial arts have improved." Leng Qianye whispered while looking at Xing Wuyun.

"Yours is not bad either." Xing Wuyun said rudely.

Mu Hanjin and Lan Jing came out after reviewing the memorandum, and saw the two lying on the golden bricks outside the hall. The two of them looked at each other and then stepped forward, "If you don’t get up yet, you will get sick. ."

Leng Qianye raised his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, "It's okay."

"It was a great fight." Xing Wuyun said with a smile, and then got up from the ground, "I have to take good care of my body."

Leng Qianye heard the ambiguity, he immediately got up, "Are you going to fight me again?"

"No, I'll go see my junior brother." Xing Wuyun waved his hand quickly and beat him again, letting him live.

Xing Wuyun got up, then walked forward slowly.

Leng Qianye stood up with Mu Hanjin's hand and looked into the distance, "It seems that the emperor will not be back tonight."

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, "Brother Leng can choose the bedroom?"

"There is not a palace next to you, called Lengyue Palace, I think it fits the scene." Leng Qianye continued.

Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, "If that's the case, Jing Shu ordered someone to buy it."

"Hmm." Leng Qianye nodded, "However, I can't live for a few days in a year."

"It's always necessary." Mu Hanjin raised her eyes to look at Leng Qianye, "Brother Leng will still be back."

Leng Qianye smiled and looked at Mu Hanjin, "How is your body?"

"The same way." Mu Hanjin said with a smile, then looked at Lan Jingshu, "Let’s go for dinner."

"I have ordered someone to prepare it." Lan Jingshu raised his eyes to look at Leng Qianye, "Brother Leng first go to wash."

"Yeah." Leng Qianye is now sweating all over, Shiicai blew the cold wind again, and now he is going to wash.

When Wei Zimo woke up, it was already mid-afternoon. Seeing that there was no more of her beside the bed, he couldn't help but feel a little stunned. He untied his clothes and saw that his scars were slowly receding. There was a flash of joy in his eyes, and now I am waiting for the arrival of the eighth day, hoping that he can be with her intact.

When Xing Wuyun walked to the courtyard, he saw Wufeng and Meteor eating dinner. He hurried forward, sat on one side, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and started to use them.

Meteor and Wufeng glanced at him. The news that he had been with Leng Qianye for a day had already been spread in the palace. They naturally knew it. Now that he saw his appearance, Meteor couldn't help but joked, "You are like an eggplant beaten by frost now."

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Then do you want to try?"

Meteor smacked his lips, "No, I don't have to sleep alone."

Xing Wuyun's sore spot was pricked by a meteor, he raised his eyes to look at the meteor, "It seems that it is necessary to fight again."

Meteor hurriedly waved his hand, "The big deal, I will accompany you to drink."

Xing Wuyun picked up the bowl and chopsticks again and continued to eat.

Wou Feng looked at him after finishing the move, still looking sullen, and said calmly, "Who are you talking to?"

"Be yourself." Xing Wuyun said flatly.

"You look like a dissatisfaction, no matter how you look at it." Wufeng said straightforwardly.

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and glared at him fiercely, "What about you? It's as good as ever."

Xing Wuyun also talked about the pain in Wufeng. He chuckled, "Yes, so you should be happy."

Xing Wuyun listened to the ridicule in the words of no wind, he quickly put down the tableware, "What's wrong with you?"

"He, he has been poisoned by the Holy Lord, there is no solution." Meteor interjected.

"She didn't express her attitude to you, how can you keep this slanderous attitude." Xing Wuyun looked at the windlessness and whispered, "I shouldn't have let you go down the mountain, nor will you This one looks dying."

"When will I die?" Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, "I am doing well now."

"Have a good time?" Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, "You should go back to the door, which is more suitable for you."

"This place is more suitable for me now." Wufeng put down the dishes and looked at Xing Wuyun. The two were secretly competing.

Meteor felt that the atmosphere was not right, and wanted to step forward to reconcile him, but two sharp eyes shot at him, and he quickly shrank his head, and said nothing.

Feng Aotian and Mu Hanyao spent the night alone on the mountain, just cuddling each other, feeling a moment of tranquility.

The days are like this. Sometimes there are people who are jealous but also very comfortable. After all, they are all smart people.