However, Mo Yanhuang really likes the pink pear tree, so does the Middle Realm Temple, and the Upper Realm Feng Luo Yuan is still, does that mean the Divine Temple Yanhuang Palace, or is it like this?

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Thinking about it, she directly forgot what Mo Yanhuang said for two hours, and actually fell asleep in the spiritual spring.

Early the next morning

Feng Zitong stretched out on the comfortable and smelling big bed and slowly opened her eyelids.

Looking at the familiar ceiling, Feng Zitong's mind went blank for a moment.

Isn't she soaking in the Spirit Spring? When did you come back?

Could it be Mo Yanhuang?

Feng Zitong's body stiffened, grabbed the quilt to cover herself, and then rolled her body into the bed, oh my God, this would be so embarrassing!!

suddenly

Syllable... There was a soft sound, the sound of a teacup being placed on the table.

Feng Zitong slammed up from the bed, quasi-passing, and blinked.

At this moment, at the purple jade table not far from the big bed, the purple figure drinking tea lightly is not Mo Yanhuang!!

The cold and noble temperament is integrated with this dormitory.

However, when Feng Zitong's gaze touched the black ring on Mo Yanhuang's left ring finger, his eyes lit up.

The black simple ring was put on his white and slender ring finger, it was simply a visual impact, so beautiful, it was the first time she had seen a man who could wear such an ordinary ring with such a priceless and beautiful feeling.

Feng Zitong had a smile on the corner of her mouth, it really suited him very well, she looked down at the thousand faces in her hand, and smiled even happier.

I never thought that she would have such a naïve side herself, but she still felt so happy and happy.

"Little thing, come here." Mo Yanhuang said suddenly.

Feng Zitong tilted his head and glanced at him, and finally obediently walked out of bed and walked over.

"Come over again." Mo Yanhuang turned around and looked at Feng Zitong.

Feng Zitong got closer.

"Keep your head down." Mo Yanhuang said.

Feng Zitong looked at him suspiciously, not knowing what he was going to do, but he still lowered his head.

Feeling his breath approaching a little bit, his arms around her neck, and then, a chill on her neck.

"Alright." Mo Yanhuang said.

As soon as Feng Zitong lowered his head, he saw a diamond-shaped stone hanging around his neck, and the stone was surrounded by carved gold edges.

Not as ugly as the one on his neck, this processed stone is very beautiful.

On the delicate stone, Mo Yanhuang's name was crooked but deeply engraved on it, for this stone, Feng Zitong was very familiar with it, this was the mark she left on a stone on the outskirts of the Mirror Wasteland that night.

It's obviously a memory that hurt her bone marrow, but when she looks at it now, she feels very moved and happy.

She raised her eyes to look at Mo Yanhuang, and there was a little bit of water in her ice-blue pupils: "What do you mean by giving me what I carved again?" ”

Mo Yanhuang took her into his arms, with a smile in his eyes, and said softly: "It's not your thing, I have already processed it myself, it is a token of love given back to you, and the ring you gave me, I like it very much." ”

Feng Zitong nodded: "It's good if you like it." Then he reached out and grabbed Mo Yanhuang's waist.

After the two of them kept warm for a while, Feng Zitong changed his appearance again, and then left Feng Luoyuan and went to the refining peak for morning class.

Today's first lesson is for the third senior brother to talk about the basic knowledge of refining weapons.

Including Feng Zitong, all the new students and descendants of the Refining Instrument Peak listened to the lecture together.