Dark Three suddenly appeared: "Master, the third master is back, and from a distance, he seems to be quite angry." ”

Feng Qingqian didn't know what expression to make for a while.

"Let's go see the little uncle," Feng Qingqian shook his head, and his gentle eyebrows furrowed anxiously.

Feng Qingqian lowered his head.

Surrounded by emerald green shrubs, there is a small lake not far away where you can see koi fish.

It's a very comfortable scenery, but Feng Qingqian, as before, doesn't have the patience to appreciate these things at all.

The bells jingled in his ears, and Feng Qingqian at first thought that the birds were calling somewhere.

Until a touch of pink strongly occupied Feng Qingqian's sight.

Feng Qingqian was forced to stop.

When I looked up, I saw Feng Lan standing in front of her, the corners of her mouth drooped, a tear hanging in the corner of her eyes, her lips biting together aggrievedly, all pink, lining her skin like white fat, extremely delicate.

Feng Qingqian looked at her impatiently, and even the atmosphere around her became impatient.

Feng Lan was forced to take a step back.

Feng Qingqian didn't want to have too much intersection with her, and was about to leave, Feng Lan said pitifully: "Sister, I called you from afar, why don't you ignore me?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to pull Feng Qingqian.

Feng Qingqian watched as the plain white little hands slowly fell on his arms, but his face was expressionless.

Feng Lan avoided Feng Qing's shallow eyes a little weakly.

When Feng Qingqian looked at the white powder accidentally stained on Feng Lan's fingers, he suddenly smiled, and his smile was like this summer sunshine, dazzling.

She was as intimate as a big sister next door, took Feng Lan's hand, held it in her hand and played with it carefully for a while, her eyes without a smile were deep.

A sense of horror rose in Feng Lan's heart, and that look looked as if she was going to cut off her hand directly in the next second.

Feng Qingqian's hand gently patted the back of Feng Lan's hand, and his tone was so gentle that it was creepy: "Didn't my sister promise you to go to Loquat Village with you tomorrow? ”

Feng Lan finally couldn't bear this kind of "whooshing" cold sound in her heart, and forcibly took her hand back, "Since that's the case, then don't bother my sister." ”

Feng Qingqian watched Feng Lan leave all the way, the road was originally quite smooth, but Feng Lan almost fell down in that kind gaze.

Feng Qingqian shook off the powder on his fingers and went to the East Pavilion.

Feng Xiche's expression was very bad, and Feng Qingqian was taken aback when he saw it.

"Little uncle!"

In the past, it was sick, but it wasn't lifeless.

Feng Qingqian carefully pressed his pulse, for fear of hurting the person in front of him.

Fortunately, everything is normal, except that the spirit is not very good.

Did you meet something when you met King Ming?

Feng Qingqian wanted to ask, but he was afraid of irritating people, so he struggled for a long time, Feng Qingqian said, "Little uncle, go to bed and rest for a while." ”

Feng Xiche didn't expect Feng Qingqian to come, and he didn't want his little niece to worry, so he didn't shirk it.

Mo Chen was not there, Feng Qingqian didn't ask.

After settling the little uncle, Feng Qingqian left the Feng Mansion.

She can now be sure that the little uncle is definitely not King Ming today.

Her meridians are blocked, she can't practice martial arts, and she can't use light skills.

For the first time, Feng Qingqian felt the frustration of not being able to practice martial arts.

Look at it at this time, and when she gets there, others estimate that even the evidence has been burned and buried.

After thinking about it, Feng Qingqian finally chose the south of the city.

Legend has it that the Nine Palaces know everything and everything knows.

Feng Qingqian went into the alley, which was separated from the alley that Gu Jiyue entered.

The road surface is unremarkable, and the surrounding environment is also unremarkable, but after a turn, a high-rise building stands.

The red bricks and blue tiles, the hook and corner are tied with ribbons, and they are carefully dressed, just like a beautiful girl.

This is the largest Fengyue place in Xijiao Bay, Jinbei and even the entire Qi country.

It is closed during the day.

Feng Qingqian stepped forward and knocked on the door, knocking very regularly, three long and one short.

The door soon opened from the inside, and it was a very beautiful young lady, who smiled flamboyantly, "Where did this sister come from? ”

Feng Qingqian smiled politely and embarrassedly, "I'm here to visit my sister." ”

"Yo," the young lady stepped out of the way and let Feng Qingqian in, "This is a deep sisterhood." ”

Feng Qingqian lowered his head and went in embarrassed.

Everyone knows that the entrance to the Nine Palaces is peculiar, and it is said that it will be seen differently depending on the person, but Feng Qingqian knows that it is not so mysterious.

For example, this place, West Point Bay, the land of wind and snow, is the base camp of the Nine Palaces.

In addition to the palace master and deputy palace master, there are nine elders in the Nine Palaces, who are in charge of the three major transactions of news, life, and wealth.

But outsiders never knew who these nine elders were, what their appearance and personality were.

I only know that under the control of these nine people, no one can mess around in the Nine Palaces and break the rules there.

In Feng Qingqian's eyes, these rumors are just the best coat to hide the truth of the matter.