This Lord is Too Cruel: 191 Mu Hanyao’s sturdyness

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Master is too cruel, 191 Mu Hanyao's sturdy (two more)

Feng Aotian thought that Feng Yinqi was still asleep, and father Jiu was back in the mountains now. There was indeed one less skilled person in the palace, so he replied, "Naturally welcome. Shu Chi Wuyu"

Xing Wuyun looked sideways, looking at Feng Aotian, obviously unhappy.

Feng Aotian looked at him, put the vegetables in his bowl, "eat more."

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at No Wind, his eyes were full of vigilance, but for No Wind, it really did not serve as a warning.

He used breakfast calmly, and seemed to have found something interesting at last, and he was in a good mood.

Feng Aotian watched Xing Wuyun sullenly using breakfast, and then put the vegetables in his bowl, "Unhappy?"

"No." Xing Wuyun said these two words almost gritted his teeth.

Feng Aotian didn't light it up, just nodded, and the three of them had nothing to say, and they used dinner quietly.

In the imperial palace, Nan Yu, holding on to his aching forehead, got up from the dragon couch, Jin was slid to his waist, revealing his strong skin, and there were scratches on his chest, not even on his back. Spared.

He turned his eyes to the side, waiting to see the woman beside him, his eyes shot a murderous air, recalling what happened last night, he immediately got off the dragon bed, just put on a shirt, and walked out.

There was still a rotten breath in the air, which made him frown. Although he was interesting to the master of the neon clothes door, the feeling of being calculated was really uncomfortable. Moreover, it was too intense last night. He lost control several times, this feeling of uncontrollable, made him cold face, and waved out the book case with one hand.

The woman on the dragon couch heard the noise, faintly woke up, raised her eyes, and looked at the scene in front of her. She was shocked and turned her head down, looking at the bruise marks all over her body, and the tearing soreness, her hands She was even weaker, her eyes shot fiercely, her lip was bitten, and her face turned pale. She should have guessed the purpose of the windless approach early in the morning. However, she was extremely careful and was designed, she forcibly endured the humiliation. , Thinking of the clouds and rains last night, she regarded Nan Yu as Xing Wuyun, like that, but now...wake up from dream, Xing Wuyun, cut off her last hope by herself, he dare to treat her like this, she secretly swears , I will definitely recover the humiliation of the present time thousands of times.

Nan Yu turned around and watched her sit on the dragon bed without saying a word. Last night, when she was emotional, she kept calling other people's names. As a man, she was naturally unhappy in her heart, even if it was interesting to her. , He also felt ignorant of eating.

He didn't show any pity, but went straight to wash and wear.

Lv Yunxiu raised her eyes and looked at the indifferent back. She condensed all her emotions, endured the discomfort on her body, put it on, and then stepped out of the bedroom.

Nan Yu didn't stop him. After getting dressed, he went to the morning court.

Lv Yunxiu left the palace, landed in a house, and walked into the main house, "Prepare for bath soup."

The subordinates behind her quickly responded. Seeing that she was bloodthirsty all over, she knew that she was in a bad mood and hurried to prepare.

Lv Yunxiu lay in the tub, desperately washing her own extravagant marks. Each of these is her shame. She raised her head, concealed her tears, pressed her lips tightly, raised her hand, and used The back of his hand rubbed his red lips, and finally couldn't help but yell, "Xing Wuyun!"

After breakfast, Feng Aotian and Xing Wuyun sat on the soft couch. She looked at the secret letter in her hand, raised her eyes, and looked at him, "Can those people be found?"

"No." Xing Wuyun shook his head.

"What happened yesterday, I am afraid that those people have been killed." Feng Aotian said indifferently.

"It should be, so, it saves the ministers from doing it." Xing Wuyun looked at Wufeng who was sitting on the side warily.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Since this is done, let's go back."

"What about Nan returning home?" Xing Wuyun came this time, thinking about swallowing Nan returning home.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "What are your plans?"

Xing Wuyun lied on one side, looking at her, "Since I'm here, I can't go back empty-handed. What's more, Furong Pavilion has been discovered by him. If he doesn't do anything, even if he goes back, he still can't tolerate it. Of."

Feng Aotian nodded, "Well, indeed, what do you want to do?"

"The emperor doesn't want to take it as soon as possible?" Xing Wuyun thought that this good time should be solved directly.

Feng Aotian smiled lowly, "Why did Lu Yunxiu come here?"

"Isn't it for the minister?" Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

Feng Aotian slowly leaned over, sliding his fingertips over his chest, "Leling sent her to come, there must be arrangements, Nan Yu is not an easy person to deal with, he is very ambitious, although Pretending to give in to Leling is just an expedient measure, and Leling knows this too. Once such a person reaches a certain consensus, they will be quarreled with the enemy, but after the matter is done, they will become disapproved."

"It seems that Leling made arrangements secretly." Xing Wuyun looked at her, "The emperor thinks that the matter of the Southern King is already known to be the smoke bomb you released?"

Feng Aotian nodded and said, "It should be, now, I am afraid that I am looking for this group of people, so I can catch them all."

"It seems that I want to move him, but now I still owe time." Xing Wuyun was silent for a moment and replied slowly.

"However, now that there is a gap between Lu Yunxiu and Nan Yu after the incident last night, I am afraid there is a gap." The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth was slightly raised, and Feng's eyes flashed with dim light.

"Does the emperor mean that he should let his ministers use the beautiful men?" Listening to Feng Aotian's tone, Xing Wuyun obviously meant this.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "I can't bear it."

Xing Wuyun laughed, "Since Nan Huiguo can't move now, then go back."

Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Well, Zi Mo is in big trouble now. Master will leave for a few days in two days. He still needs you there."

"Where are you going?" Xing Wuyun's eyes lighted and put away his smile.

"Save people." Feng Aotian said lightly.

"Mu Hanjin?" Xing Wuyun stared at her, knowing that in this world, except for one person who can make her work so hard, that is Mu Hanjin.

"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, "He needs a master."

Xing Wuyun curled his lips and smiled, "It seems that he will be back after some time."

"It should be, but it will take some time to pass this level." Feng Aotian counted the days and replied truthfully.

Xing Wuyun got up from the soft couch and looked at her, "The minister is waiting."

Feng Aotian raised his hand and took him into his arms, "Your careful thinking, don't think that you don't know."

Xing Wuyun leaned in her arms, looked sideways and looked at Wufeng. Since Feng Aotian is not here these days, he just took this opportunity to send Wufeng back.

He chuckled and put his chin on Feng Aotian's shoulder, "The emperor understands the minister."

Of course, Wufeng could understand the calculations in Xing Wuyun's eyes. He smiled silently, and it was not so easy to let him go.

At this time, the figure of the soul fell.

"Master, something is happening in Qicheng." The soul replied in a low voice.

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "Did they do it?"

"Yes." The soul nodded, "However, there has not been any movement in Beijing."

Feng Aotian nodded, "It's okay, let them do it."

"Yes." The soul replied.

Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian, "Does the emperor have to go to Qicheng?"

Feng Aotian nodded and said, "This place is not far from Qicheng. I want to see it. How about a trip with my master?"

"No, the minister should return to Beijing first. Wei Zimo still needs a minister." Xing Wuyun didn't want to look at her and Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye's affection.

Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Okay, then you can set off."

"The minister obeyed!" Xing Wuyun pretended to be a respectful salute and answered quietly.

Feng Aotian looked at him amusedly, sideways, looking at the windlessness on the side, "The genius doctor will return to Beijing with him."

"Also." No wind nodded,

"Just go to see King An." Feng Aotian continued.

Xing Wuyun seemed to understand Feng Aotian's intention to let Wufeng return to Beijing together, and then said, "The emperor can rest assured, the minister will let him take a good look at Wang An."

"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded, holding Xing Wuyun's hand, "After returning to Beijing, obediently wait for the master to go back."

"Okay." Xing Wuyun responded with a light smile.

After lunch, Feng Aotian left for Qicheng.

Xing Wuyun watched her leaving, staring sideways, looking at the wind, and smiling, "Don't hit her idea."

Windless hands around his chest, learning his smile, curled his lips and smiled, "I'm just curious."

"Curious." Xing Wuyun must kill all possibilities in the cradle.

The windless and indifferent eyes are stained with a smile, "This is not for you, brother, when will you and I leave?"

Xing Wuyun was about to speak, he felt a cold wind blowing, and then he saw a purple figure fall. He raised his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him, "I came here so soon?"

"Why do you treat me like this?" Lu Yunxiu stepped forward, her eyes overflowing with puzzlement, even if he didn't love her, he couldn't treat her like that.

Xing Wuyun leaned on his side, walked a few steps forward, and said in a calm tone, "How did I treat you?"

"You treat me like this, you will regret it." Lu Yunxiu raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at him, shouting sharply.

No wind but motionless, standing aside watching the good show.

"Regret?" Xing Wuyun laughed, "Whatever."

Lu Yunxiu's heart was torn apart by his merciless words, she suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, "Well, one day I will let you kneel and beg me."

Xing Wuyun sneered, as if he heard a joke, not looking at her.

Lu Yunxiu suddenly turned and left.

Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, "It seems you are in big trouble."

Xing Wuyun turned his eyes and looked at him, "Now the biggest trouble is you."

As he said, he stepped out and walked out, Wufeng smiled at his leaving back, and then followed, and the two also rushed to Fengqi Country.

Last night, Wei Zimo was lying on the bed, but stayed up all night, just a few days. Why is he used to her being by his side? This habit is so terrible, it makes him feel a little scary.

He dragged a somewhat tired body to his feet, carelessly washed and dressed properly, and went to the restaurant.

Standing outside the bead curtain, the shopkeeper clearly felt that Wei Zimo's breath was wrong, but he didn't dare to ask, so he could only stand with his head down, waiting for questioning.

"Can there be any movement?" Wei Zimo said solemnly.

"Yes." The shopkeeper answered, and then said, "Originally, the industry that returned to China has been completely monopolized, but now, 50% of the industry has been taken back."

Wei Zimo slapped a palm on the table, "Snatch it back, it's better to ruin, but not to fall into his hands."

"The old slave has sent someone to **** it." The shopkeeper quickly responded.

"How many other places?" Wei Zimo asked immediately. Now, in addition to the Feihe City, Lingjiu City, and Fengqi Kingdom under Feng Aotian's control, there are three major powers, except for the Xuanmo Kingdom. In addition, he controls all the industries of Leqiguo and Yuluo, Yuguo, returning to China, and Bei Liguo's industry is also in his hands, Caiyun two countries are at risk, which makes him a little irritable.

Wu Yueguo, Ye Meixi announced to the world that day, and after agreeing to Bei Liguo’s marriage contract, there has been no news. During these days, Feng Aotian would send him a letter every day, but she did not rush to see him. .

He had her own plan, but Feng Aotian didn't mention a word about his plan. He knew that she was respecting her own thoughts.

In Early Summer and Xianghan, seeing Ye Meixi and few words in the past few days, her face gloomy all day, can't help but feel a little worried.

Ye Meixi looked at the portrait spread out on the table, but thoughtfully.

When Feng Aotian rushed to Qicheng, the sky was already dark.

Xue Ke has not heard any more news since Chu Lingtian left that day. However, she knew that Chu Lingtian had arrived in Xuanmo Kingdom today and entered the palace early in the morning, so there was no news. Worry.

Jin Yao was receiving news from Feng Qianning, saying that there was some movement in her place, and was about to discuss with Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye. When he raised his eyes, he saw a silver-gray figure inside and fell. In front of her.

She raised her eyes, waited to see the person who came, and hurriedly stepped forward, inevitably a little excited, "The slave and maidservant see the master."

"I have lost weight these days." Feng Aotian looked at Jin Yao and said lightly, raising his hand to help her up.

"There are workers who are concerned." Jin Yao raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, and he couldn't help but think of Father Cat. Although she had always been poor at expressing her, now she can't help but feel sad.

Feng Aotian looked at her, "Can you receive news from Feng Qianning?"

"Master, do you know?" Jin Yao quickly put away his short emotions, looked at her, and asked.

"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, "Lord, come and take a look."

Xue Ke heard the noise and waited to walk into the camp. When she saw Feng Aotian, she hurried forward and wanted to salute.

Feng Aotian turned around and helped her up, "They are all pregnant people, and they are so reckless."

"Master." Xue Ke couldn't help but burst into tears.

Feng Aotian looked at her with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Still crying? Beware that the child born is a crying ghost."

Xue Ke quickly stopped crying and whispered, "The master is laughing at the slave servant."

Feng Aotian lowered her head and looked at her slightly bulging belly, "Can you get used to it when Chu Lingtian is away?"

"I am a little worried about him." Xue Ke lowered her eyes and said in a low voice.

"Nothing will happen. After some time, you will rush to take a look." Feng Ao stepped forward, stroking Xue Ke's stomach, and said.

"Yes." Xue Ke nodded, having not seen Feng Aotian for a long time, inevitably a little excited.

Feng Aotian looked at Xue Ke and Jin Yao, "Where are the two of them?"

"One is patrolling and the other is in his own camp." Jin Yao then replied.

From Jin Yao's words, Feng Aotian can guess that the patrolling must be Mu Hanyao, and the one in the camp must be Leng Qianye.

She turned around, stepped out of the camp, and walked into the camp not far away, and saw that indifferent figure, looking down at the sand table in her hand.

Feng Aotian's footsteps are extremely light. Before he noticed, he stood in front of him, tilted his head, and watched together, "Can you think of a way?"

Leng Qianye followed the voice, startled at first, suddenly raised his eyes, and when he saw the person coming, a smile rose from the corner of his mouth, "The emperor, when did you come?"

"I just came here not long ago." Feng Aotian looked at him with a smile, "I definitely didn't have a good meal these days."

Leng Qianye smiled and looked at her, put down the flag in his hand, held her hand, and dragged her into his arms, holding her tightly, "How about the emperor?"

"What do you mean?" Feng Aotian stroked his back lightly, leaning against his arms, sucking in the faint breath of him, and felt relieved.

Leng Qianye hugged tighter, "The emperor, I miss you very much."

"My lord wants it too." Feng Aotian nodded, and the person in front of her is something she cares about. She wants to cherish it, so how can she not think about it?

Leng Qianye smiled deeper at the corner of his mouth. He let go of her, looked at her carefully, and then said, frowning, "Why do you think the emperor has lost a lot of weight?"

"Running back and forth, naturally you will lose weight." Feng Aotian held his hand instead, walked to the soft couch on one side, and sat down.

Leng Qianye quickly poured the tea and handed it to her, "The emperor, the minister will prepare food for you."

"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded.

Leng Qianye was about to get up when he saw soldiers walking in with food outside the door.

Feng Aotian knew that it must have been ordered by Jin Yao early in the morning. She looked sideways and looked at him, "Use it with your master."

"Okay." Leng Qianye nodded, and then sat down with Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian listened to the heavy footsteps coming from outside the camp, her mouth twitched, "It looks like someone has rushed back."

Leng Qianye smiled lightly, "He must have got the news and hurried over."

Feng Aotian nodded, and saw a broad figure rushing in. When he saw the person in front of him, his cold face flashed with throbbing, a few steps forward, standing in front of her, and saluting , "The minister sees the emperor!"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Sit down and eat."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao nodded, then sat down, looking at her.

Feng Aotian curled his eyebrows slightly and looked at him, "Aren't you hungry?"

"It's okay." Mu Hanyao replied in a deep voice, then picked up the bowls and chopsticks, put the dishes in Feng Aotian's bowl, "The emperor uses more."

Feng Aotian picked up the dishes and put them in the bowls of the two, "If you are not hungry, use it with your father."

"Yes." The two raised their eyes and looked at her, smiling.

The three of them used it quietly, Feng Aotian got up, "Go out with him for a walk."

The two looked at each other, smiled, and then left the camp with Feng Aotian and walked inside the barracks.

When the soldiers saw the people, they knelt on the ground together, "See the emperor!"

Feng Aotian waved his hand, "Get up."

"Thank you, the emperor!" everyone responded, and then stood up and performed their duties.

Feng Aotian raised his hands and held the hands of the two respectively. The three of them left the camp and found an empty grassland. Feng Aotian lay down on his own.

Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao immediately followed her and lay on their sides.

Feng Aotian looked at the stars in the night sky, the autumn wind rustled away, blowing away her blue silk, her mouth was smiling, but she watched quietly.

Leng Qianye raised his head, lay down with her, and looked at the same night sky. His heart was very calm. He suddenly felt that he didn't need too much words. He just needed to be with her like this and he felt very happy.

Mu Hanyao looked sideways, looked at her, and then at the starry sky. At this time, something big must have happened to her when she came to Qicheng.

Feng Aotian whispered, "Master owes you a lot."

"Why did the emperor say this?" Mu Hanyao was startled slightly, and then asked.

"Can't be by your side all the time." Feng Aotian said lightly, "I can't make you feel at ease."

Leng Qianye looked sideways and looked at her, "The emperor and the ministers understand that as long as the emperor has a minister in his heart, the minister will feel at ease."

Mu Hanyao replied, "Yes, the emperor, aren't you by your side now?"

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at the two of them, smiled lightly, "Who is going to bed tonight?"

Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao were slightly startled, thinking how quickly her emotions were changing, they could not help being silent.

Feng Aotian turned over one after another, raised his hands, and embraced them in his arms, "Let’s go together."

Leng Qianye looked at her with a bright smile, and the corner of her mouth twitched, "The emperor likes it."

Mu Hanyao looked at her, "How many days will the emperor stay?"

"Master will leave tomorrow night." Feng Aotian looked at the two and said, "So, *one moment is worth a thousand dollars."

Mu Hanyao's stern face was stained unnaturally, "The emperor is starting to be rude again."

Feng Aotian hooked his chin, lowered his head, and kissed lightly on his lips, "Master is always unrefined, don't you like him?"

Mu Hanyao pressed the corner of his mouth tightly, and said solemnly, "No."

Feng Aotian slowly approached him, "Really?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao turned his head unnaturally and responded.

Feng Aotian sighed quietly, then turned around and looked at Leng Qianye, "What about you? Don't you like your master's impropriety?"

"I like it." Leng Qianye looked at Feng Aotian and responded with a smile.

Feng Aotian nodded in satisfaction, lowered his head, and kissed his lips, "Really good."

Leng Qianye paused slightly, listening to her admiration, but felt very awkward. When was he said to be really good?

Feng Aotian looked at the two of them, "Let’s lie here and rest tonight."

Leng Qianye's face flushed, "The emperor, in the dew of the night, are you afraid of catching the cold?"

"It's okay, it's not that you and the master are warming him." Feng Aotian said, and then pulled his hands and tore the clothes of the two.

Mu Hanyao raised his hand and held her hand, "The minister is going back."

Feng Aotian said solemnly, "No."

Mu Hanyao looked at her, "If you don't want a minister, you have to go back."

"Dare?" Feng Aotian's tone became more gloomy, "Is it getting more and more against the sky?"

Mu Hanyao suddenly turned sideways, dragged her into his arms, stood up holding her, and walked into the barracks.

Feng Aotian was taken aback by Mu Hanyao's sturdy behavior, leaning against his strong and generous arms, she raised her eyes and looked at him, "Don't listen to what the Lord said?"

"If it is freezing cold today, the border gate is not as good as the capital, if you stay overnight, the minister will feel distressed if you are infected with Fenghan." Mu Hanyao said solemnly, lowered his head and looked at her.

Feng Aotian curled the corner of his mouth and hooked his neck, "Where does the Lord sleep tonight?"

"As long as it is not on the cold ground, where does the emperor like to sleep?" Mu Hanyao said as he hugged her, and walked forward calmly.

Leng Qianye was really taken aback by Mu Hanyao's actions. He got up from the ground, followed him, and looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, Hanyao is right."

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "When did you listen to him like this."

"The minister is sorry for the emperor." Leng Qianye echoed.

Feng Aotian’s mouth twitched. It seems that she is less dignified now, but she really likes the feeling of being controlled because they are caring about her.

Feng Aotian was carried back to her camp by Mu Hanyao, then she placed her on the soft couch, turned around, and ordered the soldiers to prepare hot water.

Leng Qianye sat beside Feng Aotian, held her hand in her palm, and breathed lightly. She watched his gentle behavior, and it felt good to be pampered.

Mu Hanyao has already brought the charcoal basin and placed it next to her. Although Feng Aotian has internal body protection, he is still worried.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Sit down, too, and see how Grandpa will deal with you later."

Mu Hanyao lowered his eyes, his stern face didn't say a word, then turned around, took off the armor from his body, wrapped his brown uniform, and sat quietly beside her.

Feng Aotian looked at them beside him, with a faint warmth in his heart, until the soldiers carried the hot water in, and Mu Hanyao hugged her, "The emperor, the minister will wait for you to take a shower."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Master, come by yourself."

Mu Hanyao nodded, then hugged her into the screen, then turned and left.

He knows her habits. In this world, there is only one person who can wait for her to bathe. Unfortunately, that person has already left. He looked at Leng Qianye, and the two couldn't help but smile.

Feng Aotian took off her clothes and slipped into the bathtub. She is still waiting...

Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao left the camp and went to Leng Qianye's camp. After bathing separately, the two returned to the camp again wearing normal clothes.

Feng Aotian is already sitting on the soft couch, the ink is scattered, moving with the wind, the candlelight swaying, hitting her beautiful moon-like face, it looks very peaceful.

The two looked at each other, then walked to her side and sat on either side of her.

Feng Aotian looked at the secret letter in his hand and looked at the two of them, "Ming'er should be a big move."

"The emperor came here specifically for this matter?" Mu Hanyao asked while looking at her.

"It's mainly to see you." Feng Aotian shook their hands, "Nothing is more important than you."

She thought that maybe for a long time in the future, she would not be able to see them, maybe to meet again, again on the battlefield, and now, she wants to spend a few days with them.

Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao felt warm in their hearts, and their daily longings turned into softness because of her words.

In the palace, Xing Wuyun returned to the palace with no wind. It was already midnight. He went to Wei Zimo's bedroom and saw the bright lights in the bedroom.

With a smile at the corner of his mouth, he walked in, Wei Zimo sat in the study room, his eyes solemn.

Wufeng immediately followed him in, and saw Wei Zimo again, but he felt that he was different from the past.

He looked at the layout of the bedroom, which was no different from Wei Zimo's Suri, he couldn't help feeling that Feng Aotian was really interested.

Wei Zimo raised his eyes, saw the two of them, and said coldly, "Are you willing to come back?"

Xing Wuyun sat opposite him casually, "The emperor doesn't worry about you, let me come back to accompany you."

Wei Zimo sneered, "You listen to her."

"That's natural." Xing Wuyun responded with a smile.

No wind stepped forward and looked at Wei Zimo, "Brother Wei, don't come here without problems."

"I haven't seen it for a long time, how are you doing recently?" Wei Zimo raised his eyes, looked at the wind, and asked faintly.

"Not bad, not bad." Wufeng immediately sat down and looked at Wei Zimo, "How about Brother Wei?"

"Not good." Wei Zimo shook his head and passed the secret letter in his hand to Xing Wuyun, "Let's take a look."

Xing Wuyun took the secret letter, looked at ten lines, and tickled the corner of his mouth, "He is really deliberate."

"Well, other industries are now embarrassed on all sides." Wei Zimo didn't expect that his actions would be so fast. He was caught off guard. Now, even the 50% of the industry is fluctuating.

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "Can Mo Yunge be dispatched?"

"Yeah." Wei Zimo nodded.

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "Then fight him well."

Wei Zimo knew the meaning of Xing Wuyun's words, and then said, "However, he was unexpected, and now I can't figure out his pulse."

"Isn't there someone here who knows the pulse?" Xing Wuyun glanced sideways, and took a look at Wufeng.

"Can he touch it?" Wei Zimo looked at the windless, obviously not convinced.

Wufeng looked at Wei Zimo, "Big Brother Wei is underestimating Wufeng?"

"Fame and fortune, would you like to be involved?" Wei Zimo said in a low voice, looking at the windlessness.

No wind shook his head, "I don't want to be involved."

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "I didn't ask you to get the pulse of that person, someone else got the pulse."

"Who?" Wufeng raised his eyes, looked at him and asked.

"Thousands of years are gone, do you know?" Xing Wuyun said, looking at the windlessness.

"Millennium scattered?" Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, "This medicine has no solution."

"Now that there is Lingyu, do you think there is a solution?" Xing Wuyun raised an eyebrow, and then asked.

"Then you didn't know to ask?" Wufeng felt that Xing Wuyun was teasing him. When did the brother become so stingy.

Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, "It's getting late today, so you will rest and go back tomorrow."

"Where do I sleep?" Wufeng asked in a low voice, knowing Wei Zimo's habits.

"The bedroom next door." Xing Wuyun said, pointing in the direction of Xingyun Palace.

Wufeng smiled and got up, said goodbye to the two, and walked away from the floating dream palace.

Wei Zimo looked at Xing Wuyun, "Did he offend you?"

"It's not to provoke me, but to provoke her." Xing Wuyun poured a cup of tea on his own.

Wei Zimo looked at him, "I'm getting more foolish."

"It's not." Regarding Feng Aotian's affairs, they were unanimously external.

Wei Zimo looked at him, "I'm afraid that Mo Yunge will be dispatched at that time, and it will happen to him, what should I do?"

"Then you will see the trick." Xing Wuyun raised his eyes slightly and looked at Wei Zimo, "He is forcing you and me to make a move, then make a move. Even if you lose money to Moyun Pavilion, you will have to take back the industry. ."

"Yes, but, Moyun Pavilion was founded by you and me. If you really lose it, you won't bear it." Wei Zimo said quietly, feeling sad.

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "Moyun Pavilion can be rebuilt if it is gone, if the industry is gone..."

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