This Lord is Too Cruel: 190 Get out!
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Master is too cruel, 190 you get out!
Feng Aotian lied down on the soft couch, poured a cup of tea and sipped it slowly. Seeing him come out, a wicked smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she whispered, "Come here. Shu Chiwu琻"
Wei Zimo looked at her, "How did you get here?"
Feng Aotian listened to his words and replied indifferently, "If you don't come, the Lord will pass."
Wei Zimo just glanced at her lightly, turned around, and walked to the bed.
Feng Aotian smiled, put the tea cup down, flew down beside him, wrapped around his waist, and whirled lightly, both of them fell on the bed, she bullied herself up, behind the veil, Kissed his lips lightly.
Wei Zimo opened his eyes, looked at her, then raised his hand, pushed her away, and sat up by himself, "I'm tired, you can go back."
Feng Aotian tilted his head, leaned on his shoulders, raised his hand, put his wet blue silk in his palm, dried it with internal force, drew a strand, and wrapped it in his hand, "You Is it an eviction order?"
"Anyway, you have to leave in a few days, so it's better to be better." Wei Zimo pulled her own green silk from her fingers, then got on the bed, lying on one side with her back facing she was.
Feng Aotian lay on his side, fingertips across his back through the fabric, and slowly descended. Wei Zimo was shocked, then turned around and glared at her, "Don’t do anything to me Move your feet."
Feng Aotian took advantage of the situation, pressed him in his arms, lowered his head, and looked at him, "What about the movement?"
Wei Zimo raised her knees abruptly and attacked Aotian, but at this moment, her hand was pressed down...
"Ah...you..." Wei Zimo was suddenly startled, and now he was held by her hand where he had never been touched before, his face flushed red, and he stared at her with gnashing teeth.
Feng Ao Tianshun moved his fingers, then lowered his head, lifted the hem of the veil, kissed his lips, and clasped his fingers with the other hand.
Wei Zimo's eyes widened, but he had never been treated like this before. He was exposed to double stimulation and almost collapsed. He panted and looked at the culprit who acted arrogantly on him, wishing to kill her. Kick it down.
Feng Aotian tilted his head, watched him panting, and said with a smile, "How do you feel?"
"You go..." Wei Zimo gritted his teeth, growled, then pushed her away and retreated to the corner of the wall.
Feng Aotian looked at him with an angry look, but he was in a very good mood. Then he got off the bed, but did not leave. Instead, after going to the screen, he took off his clothes and showered with a smile on his mouth.
Wei Zimo calmed down his heartbeat, got off the bed and rushed out of the bedroom wearing only a middle coat, standing in the courtyard without saying a word.
After Feng Aotian took a bath, she walked out of the screen, and she knew how much movement Wei Zimo felt when he left. She naturally knew his expression when he left with a deep smile. She walked out of the bedroom slowly, and saw him slightly tilted his head , The slender neck raised a graceful arc, and his eyes were cold, looking into the distance.
Feng Aotian walked to his side and held him in his arms, "Can you calm down?"
Wei Zimo leaned weakly in her arms and whispered, "I'm tired."
Feng Aotian knows what he is going through today. The industry he manages so painstakingly, half of it became someone else's in a flash, but he doesn't know how much he can hold.
She shook his hand, "It's late autumn now, and winter will begin next month. Do you want to cause the wind and cold?"
Wei Zimo looked sideways and looked at her. He suddenly felt that it was good for someone to care so much. He used to be such a calm person. Although he sometimes had a violent temper, he was never like he is now. Irrational.
Feng Aotian led him into the bedroom, walked slowly to the bed, and the two lay down, she turned her sideways, just watching quietly.
"Look at what I am doing?" Wei Zimo asked in a low voice, his voice contaminated with cold air, a little low.
Feng Aotian raised his hand and painted his eyebrows, "Do you have to carry it yourself?"
Wei Zimo turned around, looked at her, suddenly raised his hand, and embraced her in his arms, "I don't know how long he can carry it, he said it, if I have nothing, and no bargaining chip with you, you Will you still want me?"
"Yes." Feng Aotian replied in a deep voice.
"Why treat me so well?" Wei Zimo asked her puzzledly. From beginning to end, she told him domineeringly that she wanted him to break through his defenses time and time again and let him last There is nowhere to escape.
"Because, Lord wants to be nice to you." Feng Aotian stroked the blue silk on his chest, "rest early, today, you must be very tired."
"Yeah." Wei Zimo nodded, leaning quietly in her arms, and the two hugged each other to sleep.
Feng Aotian left the Floating Dream Palace the next morning before Wei Zimo woke up, walked inside, walked to the dragon couch, and looked at Feng Yinqi, who was still awake, sitting Beside him, caressing his cheek, "I haven't seen it for a few days, and it has changed again."
Meteor lay beside Feng Aotian, looking sideways, looking at her, "Holy Lord, is that spiritual jade really useful?"
"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, "Do you have any good ways?"
Meteor rolled his eyes, "Or, let Meteor sacrifice?"
"Little Ghost Head." Feng Aotian raised his hand and patted Meteor’s head, then took the powdered spirit jade, and then brought water, and put the powder in the water according to a certain amount. Stirring.
Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng walked in. Seeing Feng Aotian feeding Feng Yinqi intently, they looked at each other.
"The minister, see the emperor!" The two walked to her side and bowed.
Feng Aotian raised her eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu, knowing that he was taking care of Feng Yinqi these days. She raised her hand and passed the porcelain bottle in her hand to him, "This is the amount of six dollars a day. , Together with Dew, feed it to him, and leave it to you these days when the Lord is away."
"Yes, the minister must do it well." Lan Jingshu answered with both hands.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Don't worry about your affairs."
Lan Jing said warmly, "My lord, how good is Hanjin these days?"
"Well, my complexion has recovered a lot." Feng Aotian nodded, "Master will let him come back safe and sound."
"Okay." Lan Jingshu smiled slightly, thinking about not seeing him all these days, she was a little worried.
Gu Yefeng looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, please change your clothes for breakfast."
Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "You are now also concerned about the Lord."
"The minister always cares about the emperor." Gu Yefeng said bluntly.
The **** dog swayed at Feng Aotian's feet, looking at her.
"What's wrong?" Feng Aotian lowered his eyes, looked at the dog, and asked in a low voice.
The dog shook his head, just looking at her.
Meteor turned his eyes and saw the **** dog, got off the dragon couch and looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, Meteor is also hungry."
Feng Aotian nodded, then got up, and the group went to have breakfast.
Wei Zimo slept very deeply last night. I am afraid that in these years, he has never slept so comfortably. When he woke up, the bed was already cold, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of loss.
He got off the bed, Tingfeng hurriedly put the washing utensils on one side, and then walked out.
After washing and changing clothes, Wei Zimo used breakfast alone, but after a brief use, he left the palace and went to the restaurant.
Feng Ao left the palace after he stopped the morning, and when he arrived at the restaurant, he saw Wei Zimo in the bead curtain with a gloomy face, looking at the secret letter in his hand.
She opened the bead curtain and walked in, sitting beside him, "How much is left now?"
"Half left." Wei Zimo raised his eyes, looked at her, and handed her the secret letter in his hand.
Feng Aotian took the secret letter and looked at the message inside, "It seems that he has taken the main thing."
"Yeah." Wei Zimo nodded, "Now, although the rest is under my control, it is inevitable that I will rebel."
"It's okay, if you dare to rebel, you will kill without mercy." Feng Aotian looked at him, "Master will not let you face it alone."
Wei Zimo leaned tiredly in her arms. In the past, no matter how great the difficulties and obstacles, he had to bear it alone. He never thought that one day, someone could be by his side. Tell him, no matter what happens, face it together.
He whispered, "I won't let him take away all my hard work these years."
Feng Aotian knows that he regards this property as his all. If he does not have this property, then he will lose everything and he will not be able to bear it.
She stroked his back and squeezed his hand, "You will not lose everything, you still have a master."
Wei Zimo nodded slightly, "Yes, I still have you."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Control the remaining half of the industry, even if someone wants to do it, they can't get out of the sky."
"I have sent someone to do it." Wei Zimo replied in a low voice, "As long as there is any movement, I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go."
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "When did you learn the style of the master?"
Wei Zimo was dyed with Feng Aotian's words with a slight smile, "Don't you follow me?"
Back to China, Xing Wuyun has been waiting. Early this morning, Nan Yu posted an imperial list. The concubine in the palace suddenly contracted a disease, recruited famous doctors, and rewarded him with a reward.
Xing Wuyun looked sideways, looking at Wufeng, "The bounty is ten thousand taels, it's really a lot."
"What did you mean by doing this?" Windlessly looked at him.
"Why did you say that Nan Yu issued the imperial list?" Xing Wuyun asked slowly looking at the windless.
"Naturally, it leads the snake out of the hole." Wufeng looked at his smile and could guess what it was.
"What if you go?" Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows looking at the windlessness.
"Do you want me to die?" Wufeng said grimly.
Xing Wuyun chuckled, "Why would I let you go to die, but let you do something on Nan Yu and Lu Yunxiu."
"Who is Lu Yunxiu?" Wu Feng couldn't help asking.
"The master of the neon clothes door." Xing Wuyun responded lightly, looking sideways, looking at him.
"Your wife who has never been through the door?" Wufeng looked at him and laughed.
"I have already dismissed the marriage contract, how can it be my wife?" Xing Wuyun said in a deep voice, seeing his schadenfreude.
"It seems that she is not going to let go." Wufeng said, looking at him.
"So what?" Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, looking at Wufeng, "Speaking of business, why did you get here?"
"I'm talking about business." Wufeng looked at him, "You let me go now, isn't it just to solve the trouble for you?"
"Yeah." Xing Wuyun nodded.
"However, since she is the master of the neon dress door, she is naturally familiar with me. Are you not afraid that she will be suspicious and kill me?" Wufeng looked at him and couldn't help asking.
"Then let her kill." Xing Wuyun put down the cup in his hand and looked at him, "Nan Yu has a romantic nature, with Lu Yunxiu's beauty, wouldn't Nan Yu be tempted?"
"Then you are wearing a green hat?" said the wind without pain.
Xing Wuyun sat halfway, with his elbows on his half-curved legs, with a happy smile, "If you say another word, believe it or not..."
No wind hurriedly waved his hand, "Just kidding."
"Everyone in the world knows how extraordinary the genius doctor Wufeng is, but he doesn't know that he is a man of integrity." Xing Wuyun snorted coldly.
"When did I look good?" Wufeng disagreed with Xing Wuyun's statement, his eyes sank, and a flash of unpleasantness flashed through his indifferent eyes.
Xing Wuyun sneered, "Heaven knows and earth knows, you know and I know."
Looking down without the wind, the delicate face, the indifferent eyes, the corners of the mouth are slightly hooked, but there is a touch of evil and charm, which makes people feel shuddering.
Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a smile that did not fit this white robe. "I will go later."
"Brother, do you want me to be cruel, or do you show mercy?" Wufeng raised his eyes, looked at him, and started to joke again.
Xing Wuyun turned the cup in his hand, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at him with a deep smile, "When did you use a light hand?"
No wind chuckled softly, "When this is done, I will return to the door."
"If you leave, I won't keep you." Xing Wuyun looked at him, "I don't want you to see her."
Wufeng saw that he cares about Feng Aotian so much, he couldn't help deepening his curiosity, and then smiled, "Are you afraid, she fell in love with me at first sight, and then left you in the cold?"
Xing Wuyun's mouth curled slightly, "I'm afraid you will stalk her."
No wind smiled again, "No one in this world can interest me."
"You should go back to the door. You are good at self-cultivation, the world is not suitable for you." Xing Wuyun casually threw the cup in his hand at him.
Wufeng raised his hand gently to take the cup in his hand, and nodded, "Well, compared to love in the world, I still like to live a leisurely and contented life."
Xing Wuyun recumbent reclining and lying on the soft couch, a lazy and comfortable appearance, "Okay, I want to rest."
No wind looked at him, then got up, "I should go to work."
Xing Wuyun waved his hand casually, "Go."
No wind looked at him like this, very leisurely, with a faint face, turned around and left the house.
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, looked at Wufeng's leaving figure, rolled over on the soft couch, and then closed his eyes for a nap.
Feng Aotian stayed with Wei Zimo in the restaurant for half a day. She planned to go back to China. After all, she was really worried about Xing Wuyun alone, but she looked at Wei Zimo and followed his temper. , Will definitely pull her face down.
The two returned to the Palace of Floating Dreams, after dinner, Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Take advantage of these two days, I am going to return to China."
Wei Zimo looked at her with cold eyes, threw her away from him, turned around, and entered the inner hall.
Feng Aotian helped his forehead and looked at the sky. Obviously he had expected that he would be like this. He walked to his side unhurriedly, "He has dealt with the matter of returning to China earlier, so he can come back to help you, Lord Nothing can happen during the absence of these days."
"I didn't stop you." Wei Zimo said coldly, leaning against the soft couch with his back to her.
Feng Aotian raised his hand and pulled his body over, "Do you care about the Lord?"
"I want to be beautiful." Wei Zimo turned her head and didn't wave her hand away.
Feng Aotian gave a low laugh and took him into his arms, "Reluctant to bear him?"
Wei Zi Moming knew that she shouldn’t be angry, she shouldn’t be angry, and she knew why she made such a decision. However, he hadn’t felt the warmth that was so easy to get, so he left like this Now, his heart is really uncomfortable.
"Who can't bear it anymore, if you want to go, go quickly." Wei Zimo tried to push her away, but the raised arm did not move.
Feng Aotian kissed his neck softly, and said softly, "Master just wants you to be by his side forever, wait."
"Will you go or not? If you don't go, you will never go again." Wei Zimo pushed her away with a thought, and said in a deep voice.
Feng Aotian knew that he was not really angry. This was just a way of showing that he cared. She wrapped his waist around her back and rubbed her cheek against his broad back, "It's more and more like a child. ."
"Okay, don't leave yet?" Wei Zimo turned his back to her and said in a bad tone.
Feng Aotian let go of him, "Waiting for the Lord to come back."
After speaking, he turned and left.
Wei Zimo always kept the original posture and sat on the soft couch until she left for a long time, without the slightest movement, a cold wind blew by, he unconsciously shook, turned his eyes, and looked at the emptiness. He couldn't help but sneered, Wei Zimo, Wei Zimo, you are really finished.
Feng Aotian rode "Aoxue" and rushed back to China at dawn the next day, and then landed in the Furong Pavilion. Just as Zi Xuan had arranged everything, he couldn't restrain her joy when she saw her.
"Master, are you here?" Zi Xuan stepped forward, Fushen said.
"Where is he?" Feng Aotian stood on the roof, looked at the restaurant opposite, did not see Xing Wuyun's figure, looked sideways, and asked Zi Xuan.
"Master Xing should be resting." Zi Xuan replied with her head down.
"Is the illness under control?" Feng Aotian immediately sat down and said in a low voice.
"Well, Mr. Xing invited the genius doctor to come here without wind." Zi Xuan replied with a smile. Now, it is stable.
"Well, Lord, go and see." Feng Aotian is also clear about Nan's return to the country, but the news of yesterday has not been passed to her. She is here now, so she can grasp the accuracy for the first time. news.
"The slave and maid will prepare breakfast for you." Zi Xuan replied with a smile watching Feng Aotian also rushed over all night.
"Okay." Feng Aotian responded with a smile, and walked into the house.
Xing Wuyun drank wine all night, and then fell asleep before dawn.
When Feng Aotian pushed the door and entered, he saw him lying on the soft couch with a sloppy hip flask on the side. He was lying on the soft couch with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. The superb countenance reveals a bit of innocence, but his brows frowned slightly, as if he had dreamed of something unpleasant.
She stepped lightly, stepped forward slowly, with her hands behind her back, bent over and slowly approached him, until her lips touched his lips, gently sucking in.
Xing Wuyun felt the familiar breath and thought he was dreaming. When he felt the softness of his lips, he opened his eyes suddenly and saw the face close at hand. He was first startled and lifted up. With both arms, she embraced her and rolled, and Feng Aotian was pressed into his arms.
He was in a daze, he covered her lips again, biting hard, until he felt her breath fill his nose, and he felt it was real.
He kissed with emotion, Feng Aotian squinted his eyes slightly, wrapped his hands around his waist, and turned around. She took the lead, lowered her head and looked at him, "What dream did Shi Cai do?"
Xing Wuyun hooked her neck and continued the unfinished kiss. No amount of words were drowned in this affectionate kiss.
The door was suddenly pushed open, and a white figure came in. Lifting his eyes, he saw the two kissing on the soft couch. There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, which seemed to be clear, and then he recovered. Instead of the past indifferent, he walked forward slowly without evasiveness.
Feng Aotian sat up, looked at the man in front of him, looked sideways, and looked at Xing Wuyun who was lazily leaning against her arms, "This is the genius doctor without wind?"
Xing Wuyun nodded and said, disapproving of the touch of Shicai who was hit by Wufeng, and answered calmly.
Wufeng slowly sat at the table beside him, poured a cup of tea, raised his eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian, "There is no wind underneath."
"It looks like there is a bit of a fairy wind." Feng Aotian looked at the windless, with a clear eyebrow, and a calm expression. It was just a glimmer of light from the bottom of his eyes that did not escape her eyes. .
"The emperor Feng Qi has a good reputation, but he is just a common man." No wind answered lightly.
Xing Wuyun looked at Wufeng looking at Feng Aotian's eyes, his eyes sank, then raised his hand, and took Feng Aotian into his arms, and asked in a low voice, "Is the emperor watching a good show?"
"The main reason is to look at you." Feng Aotian lifted his chin and drank slightly at the corner of his lips.
Xing Wuyun curled his lips and smiled, "What are you looking at the minister?"
"As soon as you came, someone followed me. I naturally want to watch." Feng Aotian played with the blue silk on his chest, "If his injury is not healed, I drink so much wine? Are you afraid of hurting your body? "
Xing Wuyun smiled and said, "It's okay, these wines keep you healthy."
Feng Aotian snorted coldly, "Wine is a poison for intestinal piercing, and no matter how good the wine is, it is also poisonous. Are you not going to be cured?"
Xing Wuyun leaned on her, raised his eyes, and looked at Wufeng who kept his gaze on Feng Aotian, "Do you feel bad?"
"Lord's people naturally feel distressed." Feng Aotian responded with a small smile. She naturally knew Xing Wuyun's careful thoughts. This was to prevent windlessness, and she couldn't help feeling funny.
Zixuan walked in with her washing utensils, "Master, slave and maid waiting for you to wash."
"Come in." Feng Aotian whispered.
"Yes." Zi Xuan walked in immediately, holding it on his side.
"Master, come by yourself." Feng Aotian said lightly.
"Yes, the slave and maid retire." Zi Xuan replied, turning around and backing out.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "What are you doing while lying down?"
"Oh." Xing Wuyun got off the soft couch at will, holding her hand, and walking forward.
The two walked to the golden basin, and after washing together, Feng Aotian looked at him, "Go and change clothes."
"Oh." Xing Wuyun answered obediently, and after walking to the screen, he heard Xixi Suosuo's voice.
Feng Aotian turned around, watching the silent Wufeng sitting at the table all the time, turning the tea cup in his hand, thoughtfully.
She walked up to him, sat down, "What are you thinking about?"
No wind raised his eyes, looked at her, put down the teacup in his hand, then raised his hand to grasp her wrist, as if to get the pulse, Feng Aotian saw it, and Yunxiu flung his sleeve, and easily avoided. Smiling at him, "What is this going to do?"
"It's just that Feng Qihuang's face is a little tired, so I will take your pulse." Wufeng put his hand away naturally, with a meaningful smile on his mouth.
Feng Aotian smiled and looked at him, "Master is just driving the night away, a little tired, little things."
"It's reckless underneath." No wind answered lightly.
Feng Aotian sneered, knowing that he was suspicious of his identity, but she was a little puzzled, where did he notice that she was wrong?
Wu Feng looked at Feng Aotian in front of him. In fact, he was just looking at her appearance. She was too handsome. Because of the affection of suitable talent, there was still a bit of feminine tenderness between his eyebrows and his eyes. I can’t help but feel that the person in front of me is really like a woman, and she has been observing, curiosity, and wanted to find out. She didn’t expect her reaction to be so sensitive and her skill is even better, but now I see it again. The coldness in her phoenix eyes, could it be that she was careless?
Xing Wuyun changed his clothes and walked out, watching Feng Aotian and Wufeng, Shicai's subtle movements outside, he did not notice, but seeing the strange smiles of the two in front of him, he knew that it must have happened. what's up.
"The emperor..." Xing Wuyun raised his hand, walked in front of her, and handed her the jade comb in his hand.
Feng Aotian looked at the comb in his hand, raised his eyes, looked at the ink hair he **** at random, and smiled, "Are you going to let the master tie your hair?"
"It's the honor of the minister." Xing Wuyun responded.
Feng Aotian got up, took his hand and walked to the dressing table, untied the silk ribbon he had tied, combed it, and looked at him through the bronze mirror.
Wufeng looked at Feng Aotian, who was facing away from him, and his gestures were full of luxury, especially the inherent indifference and nobleness, and even more domineering. He has seen countless Women are all feminine and contrived, or have a chivalrous demeanor, but I have never seen a woman who can be a king. When I think about it, I know that being a talent is a wrong judgment. How could this person be? What about the woman?
After Feng Aotian was familiar with Xing Wuyun's hair, he held his hand and walked to the windless front, looked at the windless in front of him, and then looked at Xing Wuyun, "Is he your junior?"
"Yeah." Xing Wuyun nodded, then looked towards Wufeng, "He is indifferent by nature and likes to be at ease."
Feng Aotian listened to the meaning of Xing Wuyun's words, and that was saying that he was not suitable for her to bother with him, and he moved in vain.
Wu Feng looked at Xing Wuyun’s eager appearance, and suddenly became playful, and then said, “It depends on what the situation is. It’s like brother, you were not happy before, and now you are not willing to stay in Fengqi. By the emperor's side."
Xing Wuyun took Feng Aotian's arm, raised his eyes, looked at Wufeng, and turned off the topic, "How's things going?"
"Brother, are you going to check the results?" There was a sly flash in Wufeng's indifferent eyes.
At this moment, Xing Wuyun feels that he has the feeling of drawing a wolf into the house, and he can't wait to kick away the obstructive wind in front of him.
Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "What did you do?"
"It just gave Nan Yu a taste of beauty." Xing Wuyun tilted his head, leaning on Feng Aotian's shoulder, and whispered.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Well, that sounds interesting."
"The emperor would you like to see with his own eyes?" Xing Wuyun asked with a low laugh.
Feng Aotian shook his head and said, "Don't look, there is something good, it's better to take it off and let the master take a closer look."
"Now?" Xing Wuyun asked deliberately.
"Alright." Feng Aotian stared at him, ignoring the lack of wind on the side.
Xing Wuyun raised his handsome eyebrows, looked sideways, and looked at Wufeng, "In front of him?"
Feng Aotian's hand has slipped into his shirt, "What's the point?"
Xing Wuyun responded with a smile, and his bright and charming peachy eyes were even more fascinating. He really raised his hand and untied his belt.
When there is no wind, I am a little uncomfortable, so I quickly got up and said, "You two, go out first."
Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun, then at Wufeng, with a deep smile, "Zixuan, prepare a meal."
"Yes." Zi Xuan, who was outside the door, responded, and walked in in the morning.
Xing Wuyun felt boring, raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Really don't look at it? There is no such shop after this village."
"It's okay, tonight, Lord, take a good look." Feng Aotian approached him and whispered, his tone even more ambiguous.
Where did Wufeng have seen such a situation, a man and a woman* It is normal, two men can say such ambiguous words in front of another man, and more importantly, one of them It was someone he had known for more than ten years, which made him even more curious about what kind of person Feng Aotian was able to let the senior brother stay by her side so willingly, and still say such unconcerned words.
Feng Aotian watched him standing in place, with his back facing her windless, "Why don't the genius doctor sit down and have a meal?"
Yuefeng coughed a few times, then turned around, and his indifferent eyes crossed Xing Wuyun's face, "Okay."
Immediately, I sat down and looked at Feng Aotian, "Is Emperor Fengqi coming this time to bring his senior back to Fengqi country?"
"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, "When will the genius doctor return?"
"Not in a hurry, I have heard of the outstanding people of Fengqi country earlier. I have rarely gone out in these years. Now that I have come out, I walk around." No wind said slowly.
Xing Wuyun listened to Wufeng's words and stared at him harshly, "Didn't you leave today as you say?"
"Did I say that?" Wufeng looked at him with surprise.
Xing Wuyun lifted his foot, kicked him, and windlessly dodged, looking at him, "Brother still likes to sneak attacks all these years."
Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, "Roll out after eating."
No wind raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Isn't Emperor Feng Qi welcome down?"
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Dear friends, I'm sorry. Yesterday, I had a sudden stomachache, vomiting and diarrhea. I had a whole night of vomiting and diarrhea. In the morning, my whole body hurts. I have been feverish and sweaty. There will be more before one point, okay!