Early the next morning, Yan Jue sent Feng Qingyi back to the dormitory.

Standing downstairs in the dormitory, Yan Jue's slender hand was on Feng Qingyi's fair cheek, "Go up and pack your things, send me a message when it's time." ”

"Be careful yourself, call me when you get home. ”

Feng Qingyi said and walked briskly to the dormitory, afraid that Yan Jue would see the wetness in his eyes.

Feng Qingyi doesn't know what's wrong with her, isn't she just separated for more than a month?

Now she finds that she is really getting more and more hypocritical.

Looking at Feng Qingyi who disappeared into the stairwell, Yan Jue turned around and left.

But I didn't know that Feng Qingyi watched him leave from the window of the stairwell, and didn't return to the dormitory listlessly to pack his luggage until he couldn't see it.

Until the mobile phone received a message from Ni Yang, "Yiyi, I'll pick you up downstairs in your dormitory at ten o'clock, hurry up and pack your things." ’

Feng Qingyi replied with a 'good' word, spread out on the bed and turned the bracelet on her wrist again, and only got up to clean it up after a while.

Feng Qingyi and Ni Yang took a plane and a transfer, and finally got off at the passenger bus station in Haizhen at five o'clock in the afternoon.

Ten minutes later, Feng Qingyi and Ni Yang walked to the courtyard of a courtyard house, and the red-painted gate was open from a distance, and when they approached, they could hear bursts of shouts coming from inside the wall.

Feng Qingyi put away her sullen thoughts at this time, and happily rushed in with her backpack on her back, leaving Ni Yang who was holding a painting in one hand and luggage in the other.

Inside the courtyard is an antique architectural decoration style.

As soon as Feng Qingyi entered the door, he first spared a small courtyard with a rockery, and then went to a training place.

It is about 200 square meters, and now there are about 30 brothers and sisters who are practicing, and there is a pair of middle-aged men and women standing in the innermost.

The man is dressed in a black practice uniform, tall and strong, and his appearance is a little similar to Ni Yang, and he is also a middle-aged man with an inch head.

The woman is about 40 years old, wearing a dark red dress, her hair is coiled into a bun, and her charm is still there, but it is a little serious.

They are Ni Yang's parents, Ni Qi and Yan Liping.

"Uncle Qi, Aunt Ping. ”

Feng Qingyi's shout attracted everyone's attention.

"Senior sister. "Senior sister. ”

All the junior brothers immediately stopped practicing martial arts, and rushed up to ask for warmth around Feng Qingyi.

Yan Liping stepped forward, raised a pampering smile, and looked at Feng Qingyi seriously, "Yiyi, you have lost weight, is the school meal not good?"

Ni Qi also stepped forward, his tough face dyed with a smile, "Okay, don't you need to train?" Seeing that the disciples had all returned to their original positions to train, he looked at Feng Qingyi again, but his tone was much softer, "Yiyi is back, are you tired?" ”

"The school meals are good. What about my grandfather and mommy? Where did Xiao Jingting go to play again, and they were not waiting for me at home. Feng Qingyi put down her backpack with a smile, completely forgetting about Ni Yang.

"I'm back. ”

Feng Qingyi's voice came from behind Feng Mian, a little vicissitudes.

Feng Qingyi immediately turned around and smiled and stepped forward to hold Feng Mian's arm, "Grandpa, is Mommy in the studio?"

Feng Mian walked to the Taishi chair and sat down, picking up the teacup, "No, your mommy and Xiao Jingting went to country Y." ”

"What? Why didn't anyone tell me?"

The corners of Feng Qingyi's mouth that were originally raised immediately tightened, her face stiffened, and her amber eyes were full of anger.

Looking at the angry Feng Qingyi, Ni Qi and Yan Liping quietly left with their apprentices.

Fengmian didn't seem to see it, and continued with the Taishi chair, "I'm afraid that you are like this now, and besides, it's understandable that your grandfather wants to see Xiao Jingting." ”

Feng Qingyi said, "What is there to see, he doesn't want to see us, and everyone doesn't know it." ”

"Why doesn't your grandfather want to see you? ”

Feng Qingyi paused for a moment and asked suspiciously, "Xiao Jingting agreed to it himself?"

Feng Mian said with disgust, "Of course, otherwise who else can handle the little demon king except you." ”

It's really right to call Feng Jingting the Little Demon King, he is so young that he surpasses all the junior brothers in the martial arts hall, except for Feng Qingyi and Ni Yang, Feng Mian said that he was a natural martial arts wizard.

also likes to mischievous people, full of sister control, just listen to Feng Qingyi's words alone, which makes Feng Anshu, who is his mother, a little tasteful.

After a week, Feng Anshu finally came back, accompanied by a mature man with a personable, deep and three-dimensional facial features, a tall nose, amber eyes as beautiful as Feng Qingyi, and a noble and domineering mature man who walked away.

As soon as they entered the gate, Feng Qingyi, who was practicing in the courtyard, immediately noticed it, and walked towards them with a smile on his face, first hugging each of them.

"Mommy, Daddy, where's my brother, you don't just run to play as soon as you get out of the car, do you?"

Feng Qingyi looked left and right, but he couldn't find Feng Jingting's figure.

"Jerome, you say. Hearing this, Feng Anshu pushed the arm of the man next to him.

The one who was called Jerome was Feng Qingyi's father, whose full name was Jerome Elizabeth.

He smiled helplessly, "Xiao Jingting stayed in country Y and didn't come back." ”

"Why?" Feng Qingyi's eyes suddenly turned gloomy.

Jerome explained, "Wouldn't it be good to let him accompany Grandpa?"

"No, that old-fashioned and serious old man has nothing to accompany. Feng Qingyi pouted her cherry blossom-colored lips.

Only when encountering things about Feng Jingting, Feng Qingyi is easily nervous, and will have the impulsive vitality that he should have at this age, usually with a mature and cold appearance.

But when it comes to her grandfather, she gets angry easily, like a fried cat.

Feng Qingyi took a few deep breaths, but her tone was still very cold, "How long will you stay with you?"

Feng Anshu whispered, "I will always stay in country Y." ”

"Why?" Feng Qingyi's face suddenly darkened, and the clouds were thick.

Xiao Jingting said it himself. I took him back this time because your grandfather was sick and wanted to see him. But when he was about to leave, he offered to stay, and your mommy and I were also surprised, we asked him, but he didn't say. ”

Feng Qingyi knew that her parents would not easily leave her younger brother in country Y, one was that her younger brother was willing, and the other was forced.

Feng Qingyi immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed Jing Ting's mobile phone, which rang for a while before being picked up, and a deep voice came from the other end of the phone, "Nino is training." ”

Feng Qingyi immediately heard the voice of her grandfather Paul Elizabeth, and her tone was cold, "Old man, what do you want to do in country Y with your younger brother?"

Jerome on the side heard Feng Qingyi call his father old man, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his amber eyes.

"Okay, I'll go tomorrow. ”

Seeing Feng Qingyi hanging up the phone angrily, Feng Anshu reproached, "How did you talk to grandpa, and the old man and the old man called, and where are you going?"

"I'm going to country Y to figure things out and bring my brother back. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Qingyi went to the direction of his room in a cold air, leaving the two people confused.

But the two of them were still very happy to hear Fengqing Yiken take the initiative to go to country Y, this is the first time she has offered to go to country Y.

Feng Qingyi hates Country Y very much, except for Jerome, who is his father, who proposes to go once a year, otherwise Feng Qingyi will not go.

It's a pity that they can't leave at all because they have something to do, and in the end they discussed it, and after asking Ni Yang what he meant, they asked him to accompany Feng Qingyi to country Y.

Early the next morning, Feng Qingyi and Ni Yang got on the plane to country Y.

Sitting in a taxi, Feng Qingyi recalled the first time she met her grandfather, Paul Elizabeth.

When she was seven years old, her father Jerome took her and her mother Feng Anshu to a very large manor in country Y, which contained a very old and large castle.

As soon as they entered the hall, they saw her grandfather, Paul, an old man who had been baptized by the years but still had a spirited countenance, and a stern and cold face, full of silver hair, and amber eyes as beautiful as himself.

He sat in a tunic suit, old but sitting very upright, surrounded by majesty, full of intimidation.

His first instinct for Feng Qingyi was that he didn't like himself and his mother, and he was different from his grandfather, who was always smiling.

"Yiyi, it's here. ”

Ni Yang's voice called back Feng Qingyi's thoughts.

Feng Qingyi subconsciously looked up at the iron gate like in her memory, and there was a faint trace of resistance in her heart.

It was the first time she had been here without her parents.

The doorman who stood on the two sides of the iron gate came up and drove him away in Y language, "This is not the place for you to come, go quickly." ”

Before Feng Qingyi could speak, an angry voice came from afar, "Don't be rude to the little lady, don't open the door yet." ”

Feng Qingyi has been learning Y language with her father since she was a child, and Ni Yang has also learned it with her, so they can understand it.

Feng Qingyi and Ni Yang followed the sound, and a group of people walked in the distance, eleven people, and the one who spoke should be the leading middle-aged man, about forty years old, blonde hair and blue eyes, and a burly figure.

Feng Qingyi didn't know him.

He walked up to Feng Qingyi, "Little Miss, you're back." ”

Although he called Miss Feng Qingyi, his tone was not good, and Feng Qingyi saw contempt and contempt for himself in his eyes.

Feng Qingyi's expression was indifferent, "Are you the head of the guards, do you know that I'm back?"

"Yes. Know. ”

"Then why don't you wait here? They don't know me, and you don't know me?"

The man explained, "Little Miss, the little one still has a lot to do, and I have calculated the time when the little lady will arrive to pick it up." ”

"It's my fault for saying that, it's too early. Feng Qing Yiyun said lightly.

The man's expression was slightly disdainful, but he still begged for mercy when he said it, "The little one doesn't dare." ”

"You dare, is it because you didn't see my dad by my side this time, you think I'm a bully, and I don't dare to say anything, right?"

The man suddenly felt a warning from the bottom of his heart, and it was immediately fulfilled.

Without warning, Feng Qingyi kicked the middle-aged man's left knee, and then the knee arched into his chin, and then stepped on his chest.

The man lay on the ground in disbelief.

And his subordinates immediately surrounded Ni Yang and Feng Qingyi.

Feng Qingyi, who was forced to come, was already angry in her heart, and when she saw this situation, a trace of murderous aura flashed in her eyes, and she untied the whip that was fastened around her waist.

This was sent by An Yu before, a dual-purpose weapon with a stick and whip, and it also carries an electric current.

Feng Qingyi turned the handle, and the whip turned into a soft stick, "Senior brother, you stand aside and watch the luggage." ”

As soon as the words fell, a sneer rose at the corner of Feng Qingyi's mouth and disappeared from the spot, and then one after another wails rang out.

Ni Yang slowly pushed the suitcase and walked to the side to watch.

Feng Qingyi in the rage no one dared to provoke, not even Shigong, the lethality was very good.

This was the first time Ni Yang had seen Feng Qingyi so angry with his own eyes.

But he heard Aunt Feng An Shu'an say that when Feng Qingyi was thirteen years old, it was also in country Y, Feng Qingyi took Feng Jingting out to play, and someone bullied Feng Jingting.

At that time, Feng Qingyi's skills were already very strong, and Feng Qingyi single-handedly defeated twenty people from country Y who were older than her, and everyone was beaten to death, although she was also injured.

At this point in Ni Yang's recollection, the two dozen or so guards lay on the ground.

Sure enough, Feng Qingyi, who was furious, would not show mercy to his subordinates as usual.

Feng Qingyi is very tricky, picking out the places where the pain is doubled, it hurts but it doesn't faint.

Feng Qingyi held a soft stick in one hand and lightly slapped the other hand, looked at the head of the guard team who was sitting on the side with a frightened face, and slowly approached him.

The head of the guard team raised his eyes to look at Feng Qingyi, and her cold eyes wrapped around him like a demon, "Little Miss, I was wrong, please spare me." ”