This Lord is Too Cruel: 182 You must tie the bell to untie the bell

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Master is too cruel, 182 must be tied to the bell to untie the bell (two more)

Xing Wuyun reluctantly agreed, knowing that she must be in difficulties these few days. Shu Chi Wuyan

Wei Zimo is now hoping that they will leave as soon as possible, and sits angrily next to the bookcase, flipping through the books, the sound of turning over the books is rustling.

Xing Wuyun looked at Wei Zimo's appearance, where he had known him before, and couldn't help but sigh, then got up, took Feng Aotian's hand and left the Floating Dream Palace.

When Wei Zimo saw the two of them leave, he immediately collapsed on the back of the chair, raised his eyes, and looked at everything in front of him, a touch of sadness appeared in his mind.

Feng Aotian and Xing Wuyun went back to the Cloud Palace. Xing Wuyun leaned softly in her arms. He had always been calm and casual, and he seemed a little at a loss for the first time. In fact, he should have thought of it, but now Really faced, still a little unacceptable.

"What's wrong with you?" Feng Aotian obviously felt that something was wrong with Xing Wuyun, put him on the soft couch, raised his hand, untied his belt, unbuttoned his shirt, and saw that the wound was really pulled , She raised her eyes and looked at him angrily, "Are you not planning to be better, are you?"

Xing Wuyun suddenly embraced her and leaned against her neck without saying a word.

Feng Aotian stroked him lightly and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"The emperor, will you be good to Wei Zimo?" Xing Wuyun asked softly.

Feng Aotian knew what he was worried about. Compared with his temperament, Wei Zimo seemed cold and strong, but in fact, his heart was extremely fragile.

"Yes." Feng Aotian replied firmly.

Xing Wuyun sighed deeply. He was able to fall in love with her only because she could see through everyone, including his mind. Maybe, she could know what he wanted with just one look and one sentence What, what do you want to do, so she makes him feel very comfortable, does not bother, and feels more relaxed.

He let go of her, lowered his head, looked at the wound on his chest, thinking that it would be harder to get better.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Do you know how difficult it is now?"

Xing Wuyun grumbled, "Um..."

Feng Aotian got up, took the medicine box, raised his eyes, and looked at him with a calm face, while Xing Wuyun still looked at her with a casual smile.

"Don't move around these few days." After Feng Aotian wrapped up his clothes, he closed his shirt back and whispered.

Xing Wuyun raised his hand and embraced her again, "The emperor, stay with the minister."

"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded, "Master, why don't you know when you are still clinging?"

Xing Wuyun looked down and looked at her in his arms, "Is it not good for the minister?"

"Occasionally it's okay." Feng Aotian felt that they all had their own temperaments. She only hoped that they would not change because of her and be their best.

Xing Wuyun's mouth raised a free and easy smile, "Chen is only occasional."

Feng Aotian knows why he is like this today. The arrival of Gong Yimin brings them all the horror she cannot feel. The more he is like this, the more he cares about her, the more he cares. He was afraid of losing. He was always free and easy, thinking about flying freely, but because of her, he was trapped. Although it was willing, he was afraid of losing after all.

Xing Wuyun hugged her tightly. After all, he was scared. If it had been in the past, how would he know that one day, there will be such a situation, he actually moved the true feelings to a man, for him, this is simply not It might be possible, but he just planted it inexplicably like this. The moment he inserted the dagger into his heart, he really thought he would never see her again, regaining his life, he wanted to forget the past, but , Why can't Gong Yimin let him go?

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "What are you thinking about?"

"Miss you." Xing Wuyun looked at her, did not have a respect for her, but a simple word of "you", which has already explained everything, he really put her in his heart, Instead of the emperor's halo shrouded in her body.

Feng Aotian chuckled, "What do you miss?"

"Thinking about how I would treat a man..." Xing Wuyun said in sorrow, "I have always liked women, but women."

Feng Aotian laughed, "Haha... are you still struggling with this matter?"

"Yeah." Xing Wuyun is afraid that he won't let it go for the rest of his life.

Feng Aotian shook his head helplessly, "Then I will show you how to wear women's clothes next time."

Xing Wuyun was immersed in her own thoughts and still hadn't taken it away. Hearing Feng Aotian's words, he nodded along the way, and when he reacted, he felt that he had heard hallucinations. Hurriedly said, "What did you just say?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Don't you like women? Master dressed up as a woman, so you can feast your eyes."

Xing Wuyun shook his head quickly and said, "I like real women."

Feng Aotian raised his hand and tapped lightly on his forehead, "You mean you don't like Lord?"

Xing Wuyun responded a little gloomily, "I like it."

"Then you mean, you like masters, but you also like women?" Feng Aotian refused to forgive him.

Xing Wuyun then reacted. He said something wrong and quickly looked at her, "Well... I like women. This is normal. I like you. That is my heart's involuntary."

Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, "Then you mean, it's not normal for you to like the master?"

"Yeah." Xing Wuyun replied truthfully, "It is beyond imagination."

Feng Aotian nodded and said, "If that's the case, then I'll let you like women."

Speaking, he got up from his arms and turned to leave.

Xing Wuyun raised his hand and grabbed her wrist, "Let's go, if you don't care about my wound, let me die."

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "Do you think the Lord is a big threat?"

Xing Wuyun lay casually on the soft couch, holding her fingertips with one hand, and pulling her shirt open with the other, exposing her chest injury. "If you try harder, this place will be really true. It won’t get better."

Feng Aotian stepped forward, leaned over, sealed his lips, biting fiercely, until he was relieved, sat down again and looked at him, "You learned from Wei Zimo?"

Xing Wuyun raised his finger and shook it in front of her, "Neither, nor, as it is said that those who are close to Zhu are red and black are black. After staying with the emperor for a long time, it is inevitable that they will learn some advantages." /

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "You're pretty high-sounding."

"That's natural." Xing Wuyun responded with a smile, and then looked at her, "Doesn't the emperor feel that the temperament of the minister has followed the emperor more and more?"

Feng Aotian replied slightly, "It does look a little bit."

Xing Wuyun chuckled his lips and smiled. They lied on the soft couch and talked and laughed from time to time. Time passed extremely fast.

Mao Mao waited for Feng Aotian's return in the Imperial Sleeping Hall. He turned his eyes and saw that Gu Yefeng seemed to have a nightmare. He shouted and sat up.

He stepped up, walked in, and saw him in a cold sweat, "have a nightmare?"

Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and saw that it was Father Cat, raised his sleeves, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at him, "Why am I here?"

Pluto cat looked at him, "What do you mean?"

Gu Yefeng closed his eyes and recalled what happened at Shi Shi. Turning his eyes, he saw that Lan Jingshu was still unconscious, and then he asked, "Where is the emperor?"

"In Xingyun Palace." Father Mao replied lightly.

Gu Yefeng lifted the quilt, "I want to go back to Meixiang Palace."

Pluto Mao looked at him, "You go back like this, if something happens, how can the Sajia explain to the master?"

Gu Yefeng insisted on moving his body and got off the dragon bed, "I want to go back."

When Mr. Cat saw him like this, he withdrew the wheelchair, Gu Yefeng sat in, turned the wheelchair, and left the palace.

The cat gestured to Si Xi, who was beside him, and asked him to send it in person. Si Xi nodded and followed Gu Yefeng away.

The cat's father-in-law looked at Gu Yefeng's slightly thin figure in the middle of the night, and a cold wind blew up and loosened his clothes, but he didn't know it, just wanted to leave.

Feng Aotian was lying on the bed, looking at Xing Wuyun, who was already sleeping unconsciously beside her, she stroked his cheek, with a faint smile on his mouth, very peaceful.

She slowly got up, got off the bed, and left Xingyun Palace, but did not return to the emperor’s bedroom, but went to the Floating Dream Palace. When she saw that the bedroom was still brightly lit, she stepped inside and watched When Wei Zimo was still sitting beside the bookcase, he looked at the account book with a focused expression.

She watched for a long while, without going to disturb her, with a smile on her mouth, turning to leave.

At this time, Mr. Cat flew down and stood in front of her, "Master, Gu Yefengshi just woke up and insisted on going back."

"Well, Lord, go and see." Feng Aotian thought that something must have happened to him, and looked at Father Cat, "What is his unusual behavior?"

"It looks like a nightmare." Father Cat continued.

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, holding the hand of Father Cat, and rushed to Meixiang Palace.

Now, Meixiang Palace is in a mess. Yi Mu is wearing a robe. He is standing next to the bed and watching Gu Yefeng come back without saying a word, lying on the bed and watching with wide eyes.

He had already sent someone to the Royal Xuan doctor, but, seeing his situation, he couldn't help but coughed a few times, and lowered his head, he saw blood stains on the silk kerchief. When he crooked, he turned to After falling.

Feng Aotian stepped inside, and saw Yi Mu looking sadly at the silk kerchief. She fell backwards. She stepped forward quickly, clasping his slender waist and watching his mouth dry. With blood stains and the redness on the silk kerchief, her eyes sank, "Did you not go to see the wine father-in-law?"

Yi Mu stunned slightly, raised his eyes, and when he saw Feng Aotian, he immediately drew away the stunnedness in his eyes, and retreated respectfully from her arms, "I have found it and prescribed the prescription. Shicai was just a minister worried about Ye Feng, a little impatient."

Feng Aotian didn't believe it, stepped forward, and said solemnly, "Don't move."

Yi Mu was startled, and stood still not daring to move. Feng Aotian raised his hand, put his fingertips on his wrist, pressed his pulse, and then frowned, how could his pulse be so weak?

She turned her eyes and looked at Mr. Cat, "Take him to Mr. Jiu's place. If he is not cured, don't come back."

"Yes, master." Mr. Cat answered, looking at Yi Mu, he sighed secretly, and whispered, "Yi Shifei, please!"

Yi Mu raised his eyes, facing the cold light from Shangfeng Aotian, he quickly looked down, "The minister obeys!"

When Feng Aotian saw him like this, he felt uncomfortable, holding his cold and slender fingers in his palm, "Looking weak, but not convinced at all."

Yi Mu trembled and said softly, "The minister retires."

Seeing that he was still like this, Feng Aotian turned around, let go of his hand, and wanted to walk to the bed.

Yi Mu held the silk kerchief in his hand tightly, the temperature of his palm was fleeting, and who knew the pain in his heart at this moment?

He stepped up, walked out, raised his eyes, looked at the night sky in front of him, still so lonely, he raised his eyebrows and walked out.

Pluto cat walked outside with him, but did not urge, just stood beside him, looking at him with a calm expression, no sign of sadness, but that thin posture, and that The sad cloud between the eyebrows that will never disappear, alone adds to him a bit of beauty that I see pity.

Papa Cat never comforts people. What's more, the person in front of him seems sad, but he can see it more clearly than anyone, so he doesn't say much, just walks forward with him.

Feng Aotian stood on one side, looking at Gu Yefeng with his eyes open, looking at the top beam, without saying a word, like a puppet whose soul has been lost.

She stepped forward, sat on one side, took him into her arms, raised her hand, and covered his forehead, which was extremely hot, "Why are you again?"

Gu Yefeng didn't seem to hear it, but still looked at it like this.

Feng Aotian knew that he couldn't let go. He raised his eyes and looked at Sixi on one side, "Go and boil some medicine for the cold."

"Yes." Si Xi answered his head. He was really frightened. Since Ye Feng returned to the house, he ordered someone to put him on the bed. He became like this. Now he sees the emperor. When he came back, he relaxed.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "With a master, don't be afraid of anything."

She took out a porcelain bottle from her arms, poured out two pills, and poured them into his mouth, but he clenched his teeth, never opening it.

Feng Aotian raised her palm and pressed it against his back, and then saw him open her mouth. She then put the pill in and swallowed it down his throat.

Gu Yefeng coughed sharply, then slowly closed his eyes, still silent.

After a while, Si Xi walked in with the decoction, "The emperor..."

Feng Aotian took the decoction and looked at him, knowing that he definitely can't drink it now. There is no other way but to hold it by himself and feed it bit by bit into his mouth.

Si Xi stood on one side, looking at Feng Aotian in front of him, with a lot of emotions. Perhaps, the former emperor made him feel afraid, but the current emperor made him feel distressed.

Feng Aotian put him on the bed after he stopped taking the medicine, raised his eyes and looked at Si Xi, "Go back to the emperor's bedroom"

"Yes, the minion retires." Si Xi replied, and then retired.

Feng Aotian looked at Gu Yefeng and closed the quilt for him. After waiting for half an hour, seeing that his aura was calm, he was relieved, then got up and left Meixiang Palace.

She walked slowly on the corridor, facing the cold wind, waving away her depression at the moment.

When Yi Mu walked to the courtyard, he turned his eyes and looked at Mr. Cat, "Let's go back, Mrs. Cat, I will go alone. The emperor needs you."

Pluto Mao looked at him, "If this is the case, then Concubine Yi will go in first, so I can rest assured even in the family."

"Okay." Yi Mu nodded, then took a step forward and entered the courtyard.

When Mr. Cat saw him entering, he relaxed and turned to Feng Aotian's place.

Yi Mu walked to the side courtyard, and saw Lord Jiu sitting in the courtyard calmly and busy. He stepped forward and nodded slightly, "Master Jiu."

Duke Jiu raised his eyes and looked at him, "You still need a doctor for your heart disease. If you don't want to get rid of the knot, you won't be able to survive the old age."

Yi Mu nodded slightly, and then said, "Then I won't bother Mr. Jiu."

He turned around, left the courtyard slowly, and sneered, "If it can be solved, it will be fine."

The father-in-law cat saw Feng Aotian's figure from a distance. He was happy, and flew down beside her. Seeing her walking against the wind, he quickly took off his robe and put it on her. , "Master, you can't catch a cold now."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "It's not in the way."

She took off the robe and put it on him again, holding his hand, "walk with him."

"Master, are you still in pain?" Mr. Cat looked at her impermanence and asked in a low voice.

"It's okay." Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at Father Cat, and then leaned against his arms, with his hands around his arms, "Is it happy by my father's side?"

Pluto cat listened to her in a weak tone, he smiled lightly, "It's not happiness, it's happiness."

Feng Aotian then asked again, "Then do you like the old master or the current one?"

"No matter what the master becomes, the minions love it." The cat father looked down, watching her leaning against his arms like this, he remembered that she was leaning against his arms like this when he was a child In the middle, sucking the finger.

The smile at the corner of his mouth spread, and then he sighed, time flies so fast, in a blink of an eye, sixteen years have passed, and the little nanny in his arms has grown so beautiful, he raised his hand and endured I kept stroking her jade crown, "The slave can still remember the appearance of the master when he was a child, life flies so fast."

Feng Aotian thought about him, and he was cautious about himself, caring for himself, and meticulous about himself. Even now, he has returned to Feng Aotian's side. Although, he knows that Feng Aotian today is different from what he was two years ago, despite this, he still treats her as always, dedicating everything he has to her, including his life.

Feng Aotian never felt that she owed anyone, but he alone, she knew, she owed him after all.

The two were just cuddling each other in this way and slowly walked to the emperor's bedroom. Father Mao hurriedly ordered people to prepare the bath soup, then helped her into the screen.

He took off her brocade robe that was stained with cold air, Feng Aotian went into the bathtub to get away from the cold air, she raised her eyes and looked at Father Cat, his back turned to her, and he was busy living skillfully.

Suddenly she got up from the tub, stepped up, walked out of the tub, and hugged him from her back, "Why do you have to do this? Does it have to be this way?"

Papa Cat felt the strength of her surrounding herself, his hands paused slightly, the corners of his eyes were sour, and there seemed to be tears flowing out, he resisted the pain of being torn in his heart, restrained his mind, turned slowly, and looked at her With ink hair, sharp shoulders, and that exquisite body, he whispered, "Master, you can't catch colds now."

He picked her up, took a step forward, and put her in the tub. Feng Aotian didn't know why, she just wanted to keep what she wanted, why is it so difficult?

She was upset when she remembered that he was not by her side, she was used to him by her side.

The cat's father turned around, put her blue silk in his hand, bowed his head, sniffed lightly, the pain of being abandoned, he hurt more than her, but he was willing.

Feng Aotian closed her eyes slightly, calming her mind, she shouldn't express her emotions so easily, shouldn't she?

After taking a shower, Feng Aotian changed the menstrual belt again, walked out of the screen in a bright yellow coat, and the father-in-law followed her to the dragon couch.

Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu lying on the dragon couch, and a faint melancholy flowed in her heart. She didn't know why she, who had always been calm and self-sufficient, lost control so often today? Is it because of the sunflower water?

The cat helped her to lie down, "Master, you are tired for a day, rest early."

"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded slightly, squeezed his hand, "Come and lie down."

"Okay." The cat nodded and lay flat beside her, slowly turning sideways, stroking her jade-like cheeks as if they were before.

Feng Aotian is really tired. With the exhaustion of this day and the arrival of Kuishui, no matter how strong she is, she is just a woman. She slowly closed her eyes, but the one holding the cat Hands tight.

The cat stared at her all night, never closing his eyes, just because he couldn't bear it.

Feng Aotian woke up the next day and saw that Mr. Cat was no longer by her side. She turned around and looked at her with warm eyes.

She turned sideways, looking at him, "Is that strong?"

"The emperor..." Lan Jingshu called out warmly.

"For what happened last night, does the Lord want to reward you?" Feng Aotian said, and approached him slightly, lowered his head and kissed his lips, gently sucking in.

Lan Jingshu's eyes sink slightly, feeling the faint fragrance between her lips and teeth, and her heart is very warm.

Feng Aotian looked at him with a slightly sullen face. Compared to yesterday's paleness, her complexion was much better. She had a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, just looking at him like this for a long time.

Lan Jingshu also looked at her directly, not daring to close his eyes. The thrilling experience of last night was vivid, and he asked in a low voice, "The emperor, Ye Feng is fine, right?"

"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, "How about you?"

Lan Jingshu’s heart is beating "banging" at this moment. He is fine. Although his back hurts because of his trembling, he feels hurt when he can see her smile. It's nothing, what can be more important than someone who cares about him?

"The minister is fine." Lan Jingshu replied in a low voice, still looking at her unsuccessfully.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and brushed the green silk off his forehead, "Fool."

Lan Jingshu wanted to get up, "The emperor, the minister is really fine."

Feng Aotian raised his hand and pressed it against his chest, "Lie down for the Lord, you have nothing to do and don’t know?"

Lan Jingshu closed her eyes, then lay down and stopped talking.

Mao Mao came in carrying the **** soup, and saw that Feng Aotian and Lan Jingshu were both awake, and he came forward with a smile, "Master, drink the **** soup."

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "When did you get up?"

The father-in-law cat immediately sat next to her, holding the **** soup, and feeding it carefully, "Suitable."

Feng Aotian drank the **** soup he personally fed, and looked at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "It's much better today."

"The minion is relieved." Father Cat nodded slightly.

"How many more days will it take?" Feng Aotian then asked.

The father-in-law Mao raised his hand and took the pulse for Feng Aotian, "After today is over, it will take two more days."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, counting the days.

Grandpa Cat looked at her, "How long is it until Mu Hanjin's second death?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Ten days."

"In this way, it will be in time." Father Cat nodded slightly.

Feng Aotian shook his hand and said, "You will think about it."

The cat's father smiled and said, "A slave is born to think of his master."

Lan Jingshu lay on the dragon couch, looking sideways, watching the slender eyes of the cat father-in-law slightly bend, smiling very softly, and the whole body seems to be shrouded in inevitable petting.

He looked at such a cat father-in-law, and then at Feng Aotian, but there was a slight sadness in his heart. He suddenly felt that he would never enter the world of both of them.

After Feng Aotian drank the **** soup, he stood up, turned his eyes, and looked at Lan Jingshu, "These few days, you will lie down and don't move."

"Yes." Lan Jingshu nodded in response, following her gaze.

Papa Cat was ready to wait for Feng Aotian to wash and wear. After a while, when Lan Jingshu was in a trance, he saw a group of black things coming in, followed by meteors.

Feng Aotian looked at Meteor’s messy hair, his face was still stained with black ash, his face was gray, his mouth was pouting, and he stared fiercely at the sacred dog walking leisurely in front of him.

"Can you find it?" Feng Aotian asked while looking at the dog.

The dog raised his head, looked at Feng Aotian, and quickly nodded in response.

Feng Aotian squatted halfway, touching its head, "Where is she?"

"Xicheng." Meteor replied angrily.

"It took you a day to go to Qicheng?" Feng Aotian thought that relying on Meteor's current skill, it should be somewhat difficult.

"Yeah." Meteor nodded and looked at the dog, "He took Meteor."

"How to bring it?" Feng Aotian saw the appearance of a meteor, so naturally he didn't ride a dog.

"Huh." Meteor snorted coldly, and rushed into Feng Aotian's arms pitifully. Before he touched him, he was carried by the cat.

Meteor turned his head and looked at him, "What are you doing?"

The cat's father lowered his head, looked at the dirt on the meteor, and said, "You look like this, don't you go and wash it."

Meteor raised his hand, rubbed his nose, took a breath, and looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, I will never go out with him again in the future."

"Huh?" Feng Aotian looked at Meteor's aggrieved appearance, "What's the matter?"

"It...it...relied on its speed to be faster than me. Before I could ride it, I grabbed its tail. As a result, it was so bad that it dragged me away..." Meteor said while struggling, it looked like, not to mention aggrieved.

Feng Aotian couldn't help laughing out loud, "Haha..."

Even the cat and father-in-law also laughed, but the **** dog felt that he had done the right thing, raising its proud head and wagging its tail.

Meteor looked at Feng Aotian not feeling sorry for him, and even laughed at him, and suddenly felt sad. He sat on the ground, kicked his legs, and cried loudly. The voice was very loud.

Listening to the cry of the meteor, the dog felt deafening, and quickly hid behind Feng Aotian, wishing to find something to plug his ears.

Feng Aotian saw that he really suffered, and then stepped forward, "Go and wash, let the cat make you a good meal."

Listening to Feng Aotian's words, Meteor stopped crying, then got up from the ground and looked at her, "Holy Lord, Meteor really doesn't want to be with him, Meteor wants little white snake."

The **** dog poked his head out from behind Feng Aotian, staring at the shooting star with dark eyes, shaking his head, "It doesn't want to be with him yet, it's an insult to its IQ."

Meteor saw the contempt in the eyes of the dog, and became even more angry. He took advantage of the trend and pulled Feng Aotian's sleeves, "Holy Lord..."

Feng Aotian looked at the meteor, "Go wash first."

Meteor knew that Feng Aotian did not agree, but he also knew the temper of the Holy Lord. Now if he continues to play around, he might as well know what will happen. It’s better to know a little bit, think about it. He turned around and went to bath in frustration.

Plug-in-law looked at him, then looked at the divine dog behind Feng Aotian who was still calm and relaxed, with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

Feng Aotian turned around and looked at the dog in front of him, "How can you subdue her?"

The dog naturally knew who she was in Feng Aotian's mouth, and then shook his head with a helpless look.

Feng Aotian thought that it was not easy for it to sense the whereabouts of the nine princesses, and then raised his hand to rub his head, "Are you tired?"

The dog nodded, it did lose a lot of aura, now it knows to sleep well.

Feng Aotian leaned over and picked it up, "Then go to the meeting."

The **** dog leaned against Feng Aotian's arms and nodded. She put it on the soft couch and smiled, "Go to sleep."

The dog was lying on the soft couch and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

In a short while, Meteor changed into a clean dress and walked out. Father Mao had already prepared breakfast, and Feng Aotian carried the porridge and walked to the dragon couch.

The cat is sitting at the table, looking at the meteor, "eat it."

Meteor raised his eyes and looked at Mrs. Mao, feeling sad. I am afraid that I will eat less food in the future.

Feng Aotian saw that Lan Jingshu had been served by Sixi and washed properly. She just sat on the dragon couch and fed Lan Jingshu for breakfast, so she got up and sat beside Meteor.

The three of them stopped breakfast, and Feng Aotian looked at the meteor, "She really is in Qicheng."

"Holy Lord, that Qicheng is now an empty city. What is she going to do there?" Meteor asked inexplicably.

"Qicheng has what she wants." Feng Aotian said lightly.

"What is it?" Meteor asked with his eyes open, looking at Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian looked at him, holding a cup of water in his hand, "Qicheng was originally the capital of Qiguo, why did the King of Qi regard that place as the capital of the country?"

Meteor looked at her and shook his head, "Holy Lord, is there any secret in Qicheng?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "If you want to know what the secret is, someone can help you out."

"Who?" Meteor couldn't help asking.

"He's here." Feng Aotian raised his eyes and saw Xing Wuyun's mouth with a smile, walking in.

Meteor looked at Xing Wuyun with a clear smile, "Holy Lord, he looked in a good mood."

Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun, "When was he in a bad mood?"

Xing Wuyun walked in and looked at the meteor, "When will you be back?"

"Suitable." Meteor replied with a smile.

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