Feng Zitong rubbed his hungry stomach, and he didn't know if it was a coincidence or a thought, and suddenly there was a faint smell of food in the air. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Following the scent, she walked to the other side of the palace, and saw that next to the palace, there was a wooden house that looked like it had just been built, which was a little out of place with the palace.

Feng Zitong's expression flashed, it seems that Mo Yanhuang can skip meals, but she is different.

That's why Mo Yanhuang asked someone to set up a simple kitchen and meals.

Without thinking much about it, she raised her feet and walked inside, and saw Mo Yanhuang sitting on the chair opposite the dinner table, looking at her intently.

Mo Yanhuang knew everything that happened in the hall, what Feng Zitong had done just now, he knew very well, and he was a little happy for her in his heart, but his face was still lukewarm.

"Since you're here, let's sit down and eat." He said lightly.

Feng Zitong was not polite, didn't speak, sat down, picked up the rice and started eating.

The atmosphere was quiet and, surprisingly, not awkward at all.

Just when Feng Zitong sighed that he didn't know who made these meals, he actually fought with Feng Aya.

Mo Yanhuang spoke again: "Master Thousand Faces Spirit, is the food appetizing?" ”

Feng Zitong's chewing action paused with relish.

She looked up, looked at Mo Yanhuang's handsome face, which was perfectly attractive from any angle, swallowed the rice in her mouth, and looked at him like this.

Although she thought that one day she would be discovered by him, she did not think that this day would come so quickly, and she didn't even think of a countermeasure.

Retracted his gaze, lowered his head and continued to shave rice, and said vaguely, "It's okay." ”

She didn't deny it, she simply admitted it.

There's nothing wrong with being found out by him, at least in the future, she won't have to be tied to her hands and feet when she works in the temple.

Seeing her generously admitted, Mo Yanhuang stopped talking, since some things made sense, if she was asking, it would be very boring.

It's just that what he cares about is what kind of entanglement the little thing has with the Silent Cloud Extinction, and the performance at the banquet that day and night is clearly a killing intent for the Silent Cloud Extinction.

It's a pity that Hei Feng can't find out about her at all, even if he asks a little thing, I believe she won't say it!

"I'm going out in the afternoon."

After eating, put down the dishes and chopsticks, Feng Zitong said this, turned around and left.

Looking at her back and feeling the faint pain on her lower back, Mo Yanhuang got up and left.

Coming to the open space in front of the main hall, Feng Zitong took out the white jade and Yujue, and after introducing the spiritual power of the evil and Fusu, the handsome faces of the two floated on the jade: "Palace master." ”

Feng Zitong nodded: "You two go to Fengfu as the left and right protectors, move a little bigger, it's best to lure everyone over, and I'll be there later." ”

After speaking, the picture was extinguished, and the Ming Eagle Lingpeng was summoned, and he flew in the direction of Fengfu.

Now, she doesn't have to worry about going out from here in any capacity, after all, everyone knows that the 'Thousand Faces Spirit Master' is the master of 'Feng Zitong', and the 'Feng Zitong' is in the temple, and the 'Thousand Faces Spirit Master' will not arouse suspicion when he goes out from here.

Over there

After receiving the order, the two of them put on their masks and set off.

They knew that Zitong was going to settle accounts with Feng Yudie.

After all, the fact that she offended the Thousand Faced Spirit Master was also known to many people.

Outside the gate of Fengfu, there is a very spacious open space, and from the stairs down, it is the street where the hawkers dare to set up their stalls.

At this point in time, the vendors were shouting at passers-by.

They suddenly found that in the open space in front of the Feng Mansion, two clouds of light mist appeared, and in the light mist, two men with one gold and one silver masks walked out.

Shangyi and Fusu glanced at each other and looked at the plaque of Fengfu.

With a wave of his hand, Fu Su Yang took out a soft chair paved with snow-white mink from his personal space and placed it in the middle of the open space.