He Feng Yatong looked at Wu Xiaoxi who suddenly appeared in shock, and even didn't believe her eyes, she was afraid that she was wrong, so she immediately rubbed the phoenix eyes with her hand.

Wu Xiaoxi smiled and said, "What's the matter?"

Listening to the familiar voice, the eyes of the gentle elegance moistened again. "Why are you here?"

Wu Xiaoxi Ning asked, "Sister Yatong, I heard that you are going to get married?" ”

"Oh! He Feng Yatong shook his head and sighed.

Wu Xiaoxi continued to ask: "What is the unspeakable secret? On the way here, I also heard people talk about it, saying that you are going to marry this young master of the Liying Tribe? This person doesn't seem to be a good person? Sister Yatong, what do you think? Can't even tell me now?"

He Feng Yatong was asked by Wu Xiaoxi with a sad face, she wiped her tears, this move made Wu Xiaoxi feel a little distressed.

She calmed down for a moment, squeezed out a smile, and said slowly: "Hey, Xiaoxi, I don't know how to tell you about this, it's a bit long." Anyway, tomorrow my sister will marry Shi Xin, the young master of the Liying tribe. If you're not in a hurry to leave, you can come to my sister's wedding. ”

Wu Xiaoxi did not answer He Feng Yatong's words, but stared at her phoenix eyes very seriously.

He Feng Yatong's eyes met Wu Xiaoxi's eyes for a moment, as if she was a little weak-hearted and immediately lowered her head, like a child who had done something wrong.

Seeing Hefeng Yatong bowing his head, Wu Xiaoxi retracted his gaze and asked in a deep voice, "Sister Yatong, are you really willing to marry the young master of the Liying Tribe?"

He Feng Yatong lowered her head and said a little unwillingly: "It's not for my sister to decide, it's not as simple as you think." ”

"Just ask if you want to or not!" Wu Xiaoxi asked in a somewhat more accentuated tone.

He Feng Yatong turned around, looked at herself in the dressing mirror, tears couldn't help but flow out, dripping down her cheeks and falling to the ground, she choked up: "I don't want to!"

"Okay, that's what you want, wait for my news, Sister Yatong. ”

He Feng Yatong turned around and was just about to say something, but found that Wu Xiaoxi's figure was no longer in the room, and only heard the window "creaking".

He Feng Yatong stared at the window, tears were still rolling in her eyes, and suddenly she laughed inexplicably, laughing very happily.

Wu Xiaoxi jumped from the second floor, like a nimble night thief.

Hongxuan and Yehui, who were on guard, saw him come back and asked, "Okay?"

Wu Xiaoxi nodded.

Hong Xuan asked curiously, "Brother Ang, what are we going to do now?"

"Don't worry, find a place to stay, and I'll tell you later. Wu Xiaoxi said seriously.

Then the three of them found an inconspicuous shop and opened two rooms to live in, and Wu Xiaoxi and Yehui came to Hongxuan's room.

Wu Xiaoxi came to the table and sat down, as if thinking about something.

Yehui and Hongxuan didn't interrupt his thoughts, but Hongxuan was a little anxious, and had the urge to beat Wu Xiaoxi, and hated his unappetizing behavior the most.

In the end, Hongxuan still couldn't hold it back, and asked, "Brother Wu, if you have something, just say it." ”

Wu Xiaoxi came back to his senses, held his chin with his hand and said, "I saw Sister Yatong just now, as I expected, how could she marry that kind of person, it seems that she should be compared." ”

"It's really miserable to be compared to marriage in this era. There was a hint of sympathy in Hongxuan's eyes. "Brother Ang, what are you going to do then?"

"This can't be messed around, if you take her away directly, it may not have a good impact, after all, Sister Yatong represents the Qingwan tribe, and the most important thing between the tribes is integrity. Wu Xiaoxi looked embarrassed.

Hongxuan stretched her waist and yawned, "You can tell me and Senior Brother Yehui when you think about it, I'm going to rest." ”

Seeing that Xiao Nizi was indeed a little sleepy, Wu Xiaoxi and Yehui left her room and returned to their room.

Wu Xiaoxi lay on the small bed that was not too hard and checked the demon refining room.

He was surprised to find that the Demon Refining Bell had finished refining the two scorpions, and at this time, there were three things suspended in front of the Demon Refining Bell, and the purity of these three things looked higher than the previous jade pendant refining.

A drop of green essence blood.

A drop of blue essence blood.

There is also a black crystal-like thing, probably the soul that Ah Huang said, this black crystal has a gray halo, indicating that it is a mysterious-level soul.

Looking at these three things, Wu Xiaoxi is very happy, they are all these precious things.

If the number of these things can be more, then he will have a little more confidence when he encounters that kind of life-and-death moment.

He came to Ah Huang's "room" with a happy mood, but the dead egg didn't react at all, and he didn't even say a greeting.

Suddenly, Wu Xiaoxi decided to rectify it, and by the way, he would take some benefits from it.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, he took out his essence and brought it to Ah Huang, blew twice, and asked badly, "Is it fragrant?"

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