Since then, Feng Wuxian no longer put anything valuable in his yard, including his own private property, all of which were transferred to Su Yixian's side.

If nothing else, just to prevent him from being eaten by his master one day, there are not even bones left.

People always have to leave a back road for themselves, but they also have to prevent this back road from being cut off by Ju Mang's quiet touch.

But Feng Wuxie, who was silently seen through at this moment, still felt the need to make a name for himself.

After all, the reason why he is used to hiding his head and tail is completely due to his master, as the saying goes, once he is bitten by a snake for ten years, he is afraid of the well rope!

Isn't he more afraid?

"Senior brother, you still don't know how many catties and taels I have!" Feng Wuxie's words were actually what he meant on the surface, and he didn't think about anything.

But after hearing this, Mo Qianyan's inexplicable face suddenly turned strange, and then the tips of her ears quietly turned red.

Feng Wuxie's mind was still stuck in other places, especially the furnishings in this room, and he didn't pay attention to Mo Qianyan's suddenly changed face at all.

At that time, the two people who had their own concerns were silent for a long time, and the ghost knew what Mo Qianyan was thinking about for a while.

But Feng Wuxian quietly observed the furnishings in this room: the best heterochromatic golden silk nanmu tables and chairs, bookshelves, and furniture, and the seemingly inconspicuous inkstone on the table was an extremely rare flying frost inkstone.

There are also those small bits and pieces, each of which looks extraordinary, even the small incense burner on the case, he feels that he can't afford it.

I suddenly found that my brother is so rich!

If he asked his master, Elder Jumang, to come and think about the abyss, then ......

Thinking of this, Feng Wuxian suddenly laughed selflessly, but his voice finally woke up Mo Qianyan.

I saw that his face quickly turned cold, and then he followed Feng Wu's innocent gaze, but there was nothing else in his sight except for the small incense burner with a hollow toad inlaid on the top.

Just a small incense burner can make him smile like this?

"Laughing so loudly, is this your relative?" Mo Qianyan came to him and pointed to the incense burner inlaid with a small toad and asked puzzled.

When the words sounded, Feng Wuxian finally came back to his senses, but Mo Qianyan's words made him confused, what is his relative?

What do you mean, brother?

Feng Wuxie, who looked at Mo Qianyan's fingers with a confused face, didn't understand what it meant at first, when he saw him pointing to the incense burner, especially the little toad on the incense burner, and then remembered what he said just now, are you relatives?

Feng Wuxian couldn't laugh for a moment.

Toad?relative?

It's your relatives! It's your whole family!

The lungs almost exploded, sure enough, it was a black-hearted senior brother, who never forgot to squeeze people, his mouth was so poisonous, was he worthy of this face?

was so angry that he had no temper, and he was so angry that he was autistic, Feng Wuxian felt that he was simply looking for abuse when he came over!

I originally wanted to watch a play, but I didn't feel happy with myself!

"Senior brother, has your poison been transferred to your mouth?" replied helplessly.

For this unreasonable ancestor, he has no way at all!

"Why don't you try it?" Mo Qianyan glanced at him coldly, his expression was very disdainful!

Just the wind is innocent, this dog thing, he can make him doubt life!

That's still under his mouth.

Hearing this, Feng Wuxian choked, he looked at Mo Qianyan in disbelief, and found that the other party did not look at him, but had picked up a book in his hand at some point, as if he was looking at the book in his hand intently.

If you ignore that mouth, how many innocent little sisters should be fascinated by the appearance and temperament of the ancestor, but all this is an illusion!

This ancestor is a special ancestral bar spirit!

Whoever gets close is unlucky!

Feng Wuxie, who was sober in an instant, had to thank him with tears: "Senior brother, you know, I don't have that kind of hobby!"

After saying this, Feng Wuxian was about to cry, come on!

He's unbalanced, how to drop!

Why is he cleaned inside and out, and he is full of gold and silver mountains here, why doesn't his master come here to take a look?

It seems that he has to find a way to trick the master over, and he can't just suffer such a loss alone!

"When does the post say it will start?" Mo Qianyan asked without raising his head.

Feng Wuxian was stunned, let him go so soon?

I'm not used to it!

"Senior brother, the post says that it will be the tenth of next month, but at the beginning of the month, they have already arranged accommodation for each sect, so when are we going to go?"

Thinking of the matter of preparing to find Feng Lotus before, Feng Wuxian couldn't help but ask.

If you go early, will you find more opportunities to get close to the wind lotus?

As for his eldest uncle, Feng Zanghai, is now the Great Elder of the Xiyue Sect, although he is an elder, he has already been in power in secret.

But all this is Feng Wuxie's speculation, and he still needs to confirm it step by step!

If Feng Zanghai had already secretly mastered the Xiyue Sect, then it would probably not be easy for them to find Feng He and let him hand over the antidote!

Especially judging from the previous events, this Aunt Fenghe obviously has no humanity at all.

For people who can't be treated with common sense, in order to be able to successfully get the antidote, or the mother Gu, they still need to think long-term!

"Let's try to go over later!" Mo Qianyan put down the book in his hand and said in a deep voice.

"Why?"

Mo Qianyan's answer was very unexpected by Feng Wuxie, according to his assumption, the sooner he went, the better, so that he could have enough time to figure out the matter about the Xiyue Sect, and then it should be easier to find Feng He.

But the senior brother said to go later?

He was very puzzled, didn't he lose a lot of opportunities?

After all, one more day is more certain!

"You listen to me, and you'll know when the time comes. Mo Qianyan didn't explain, but just hooked her lips and replied without being salty.

Feng Wuxian didn't hear the answer he wanted to hear, and he was suddenly a little unhappy.

For this ancestor likes to sell guanzi, he really doesn't like it, but there is nothing he can do.

I can't beat it, I can't say it!

After a long time, Mo Qianyan finally raised his head again, and after he glanced at him expressionlessly, he said, "Is there anything else?"

However, his expression made Feng Wuxian very hurt, what kind of hatred did the ancestor have with him?

Why do you always look very unkind to see him?

If it weren't for the fact that he had just been swept away by the master and was not suitable for going down the mountain quickly, Feng Wuxian would have turned around and left with his sleeves brushed up.

But compared to the gold cave on Master's side, he would still prefer to stay here and suffer the white eyes of his ancestors, after all, he is just a white eye, and he will not really lose anything!