022 A husband doesn't understand the affairs of men and women
Wu Mengru was decisively pressed on the little wooden donkey in this way, the woman who has been on the little wooden donkey is basically no way to live, even if she is lucky not to die, she has completely lost her fertility, and the rest of her life is completely crippled!
At this time, the faintly broken red wedding dress had been stained more and more red with blood.
Old lady Wu hugged such a desolate daughter, crying so much that Wu Mengru woke up leisurely in his arms, already out of breath and less in breath, glanced at Feng Qiwu resentfully, and said to his father intermittently: "Dad, kill, kill her." β
This woman dared to treat herself so miserably, even if it was a wooden donkey a hundred times, she couldn't solve the hatred in Wu Mengru's heart.
"Okay, kill him, Jinzhou City is Daddy's place, even if he exhausts his family property, Daddy will buy the most powerful killer, kill Feng Qiwu, and let her repay everything!"
Wu Mengru closed her eyes at this time, and the old lady Wu came out of the happy hall with Wu Mengru, who only had half a dead life left, and glanced at Feng Qiwu with great resentment before leaving.
Feng Qiwu still didn't change his face, glanced at Old Lady Wu coldly, and said expressionlessly: "You calculated my husband, broke the marriage, and didn't come to be rude, only blame you for being too weak and incompetent!" β
Feng Qiwu has never felt cruel, if he is an indecisive and meansless woman, this time he has been swept out of the door in embarrassment, in the future, in order to get the Feng family's dowry and the property of the Feng family, the means they use will definitely be a hundred times more cruel than their own.
At that time, Yuan Que and his own were all alive and well.
When encountering a poisonous snake that is eyeing him, Feng Qiwu's practice has always been to pick out his fangs and cut off his life!
The Wu family left, and the uncle who was sitting in the high hall was like sitting on pins and needles, as if Feng Qiwu's cold eyes were aimed at him alone.
This time, she gave the Wu family a big lesson cleanly, and the next step must be herself!
Feng Qiwu's gaze swept and turned to Sect Master Qian's face, just a slight nod, Sect Master Qian understood, and quietly ordered to be conveyed. There was silence above the wedding hall, except for the sound of the subordinates washing the blood stains on the floor, and the noise of moving the little wooden donkey, everyone had a new understanding of the third lady of the Feng family.
But it's also to blame the Wu family, who doesn't know the Wu family's coveted property, and now with Feng Qiwu's dowry equivalent to most of the property of Feng Mansion, everything has made a blind man of unknown origin suffer, and the Wu family and the Jimo family are naturally unhappy.
I even dared to make trouble at the wedding, trying to force the main room into a side room, but unfortunately it hit the iron plate.
However, this Miss Feng San's methods are indeed a little vicious, and she did this kind of thing at her own wedding.
It's a pity that the Wu family's methods are not to be underestimated, with the character of the old lady Wu, it must be a baht, and Feng Qiwu and Yuan Que will still be uneasy in the future.
However, a few days later, news came that the old lady of the Wu family died of an unexpected illness, Wu Mengru could not withstand the punishment of the wooden donkey and died of weakness, and the property of the Wu family was quickly defeated by the Wu family.
Although it seems that everything has nothing to do with Feng Qiwu, people always associate her unconsciously.
With Miss Feng San's understanding, he took another step.
This woman can't be provoked!
On the wedding, the blood stains on the floor were finally wiped clean, and incense was lit to remove the smell, but everyone could still smell the cruel fragrance from the elegant incense.
After the rectification of the happy hall was completed, Feng Qiwu covered his hijab, and a cold word came from the hijab: "Worship the church." β
The master of ceremonies and many guests came back to their senses, and seemed to realize that they had come to see the wedding, not the viewing field, and there was a brilliant light and joy in front of them, but everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at the bloodstained place, and they couldn't forget the bloody and brutal side of Fangcai.
There was something warm in his eyes, and he didn't blame Feng Qiwu for being vicious and cruel at all.
She knew that if she allowed those people to covet and calculate her property, she would sooner or later be eaten to the point that there would be no scum left.
Everyone regarded him as a blind short-lived ghost, just looking forward to his death.
And Feng Qiwu, this is all to protect her, kill chickens and make an example of monkeys, and one move repels all the ambitious people who are like wolves and tigers, making them throw into the mouse.
This kind of thing was originally done by him, a man, and he should have held up the sky for her and protected her, but now, his weak body really can't do it at all, but he wants her to carry the infamy of the world to protect herself.
His fingers moved slightly, and he grasped her somewhat cold hand.
Feng Qiwu turned his head slightly towards him and seemed to nod at him.
It seems to say, don't worry, I'm here.
Uncle, I protect you.
"Worship heaven and earthβ"
The two of them bowed together, and Chu Lan in that hall also came back to his senses from the happiness of Fang Cai.
The woman you love is about to get married, and the groom is not herself!
Those who have this kind of thought, naturally there are Ou Wuchen and White Lotus, those two looked at Feng Qiwu with blank eyes, and then looked at Yuan Que, it seems that if they look at it twice, the man wearing the big red robe next to Feng Qiwu will become himself!
The peacock shook its tail, squatting on the ground a little lazily, its huge tail occupied a big position, and the dazzling light seemed to compete with the phoenix in the main worship hall in the happy hall.
But no matter how good-looking she is, no one dares to beat her idea.
She is Feng Qiwu's 'dowry'!
The flower-faced cat happily circled around a bunch of beautiful men, and everyone's hearts were very heavy, and it seemed that only it was the happiest and carefree now.
"Two worship the high hall."
"Husband and wife worship each other!"
"Licheng, send it to the cave room!"
β¦β¦
A wedding was set like this, and she Feng Qiwu has since become the wife of Jimo Yuque, a righteous lady.
Under the hijab, Feng Qiwu's eyes seemed to be a little warm.
That night, no one came to make trouble, and they more or less knew the importance of the cave house to Feng Qiwu, so no one came to disturb them.
White Lotus and Ou Wuchen found a table and began to drink heavily, but somehow, Chu Lan also sat up with a face full of loss.
The three of them looked at each other for a while, but they didn't speak, they knew that Chu Lan was also interested in Feng Qiwu, and now this emotion is also in line.
With such a powerful opponent, both of them are big in Yali Mountain.
The three of them were silent, and even the talkative White Lotus didn't say a word, just kept drinking and drinking......
The peacock jumped on the table and sniffed the flask.
The wine brewed by this human race is really unique in the world, looking at the entire realm, among the major races, only the human race has such leisure and elegance.
It stuck its peacock beak into the flask and took a few sips.
"Dead Bird!"
Chu Lan suddenly called it, and the peacock was very sensitive to the word dead bird.
raised his eyebrows and glanced at him coldly, but saw Chu Lan throw over a wine jug and slap the table, "Drink!" β
The peacock suddenly turned into a human form, and the others did not notice it at all, but what he saw was still a coquettish peacock, he caught the wine jug, raised his eyebrows, pulled the stopper, and poured it into his throat.
The four of them seemed to have become brothers and sisters all of a sudden, and began to push the cup and change the lamp.
drank until the second half of the night, and unexpectedly, Ou Wuchen and White Lotus, two young students, were overturned by Chu Lan, an old guy, and an even older peacock, and the two of them hugged the wine jug and slept indecently under the table.
The mouth is still reciting the name that haunts their dreams.
Feng Qiwu.
Chu Lan was still pushing the cup with the peacock to change the lamp, and a few beautiful female cultivators of the family who came to watch the ceremony always looked over here.
But he was viciously intercepted by the flower-faced cat and spat angrily at them!
Tyre! Beautiful men are all widows and evil animals! It's a widow! No peeking!
The definition of Fengqiwu by the flower-faced cat has always been two words - evil animal!
Maybe when she's in a good mood, she's her pet.
Her treasures are obediently taught to enjoy herself, her body is to warm her bed and be a mattress, and she can't take care of herself at all without herself! It's not a pet, it's a god horse?
This is all taught by his brother, the beasts are all high, and the human race is the master of the beast race on the surface, but in reality they are their slaves.
For example, cat slave dog slave.
Feng Qiwu is one of them!
The flower-faced cat jumped off the table, circled around the drunken Ou Wuchen and the White Lotus, and also fell asleep beside them, still pressing one with one paw.
The United States calls its name - left and right.
The man of the evil beast is the man of his own!
Ou Wuchen's white lotus is drunk and dreaming of death, the flower-faced cat lingers among the flowers and hugs left and right, Chu Lan and the peacock are still drinking tirelessly.
In the cave room, the red candles were shining, and the red tears were sprinkled, and the maids had all retreated, leaving only the newlyweds of Feng Qiwu and Yuan Que in the room.
Although he was blind, he took out the jade Ruyi, groped and lifted Feng Qiwu's hijab, and brought over the wine glass that the maid had already prepared, and drank a glass of wine with Feng Qiwu.
After drinking a glass of wine, Yuan Que called respectfully to Feng Qiwu: "Madam." β
This lady made Feng Qiwu's body upside down for a while, all this seemed to be still in a dream, and when she woke up, she had already become a woman.
She also replied, "Husband." β
Suddenly changed her words, and there was no awkwardness, as if she had been waiting for a long time.
Now, the wedding is half completed, and their relationship between husband and wife is still one step away.
Feng Qiwu was waiting for Yuan Que to take the last step, but he didn't see him react for a long time.
After the two changed their words to each other, there was no movement, Yuan Que was sitting, Feng Qiwu was sitting beside him, and the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing.
In the second half of the night, Feng Qiwu was a little anxious, did he dislike himself and was not worthy of him?
After waiting for a long time, I heard Yuan Que say intermittently in that weak tone: "That, madam, because my husband doesn't understand the affairs of men and women......"
Feng Qiwu couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth with an arc, and he waited for a long time before he realized that Yuan Que didn't understand that kind of thing at all.
He is blind, and he knows everything by touch, and it is reasonable not to understand those things.
Feng Qiwu laughed slightly and covered her face, but Yuan Que still heard her suppressed laughter, and she was even more embarrassed.
said: "Tonight, I'm afraid I have to ask my wife to help." β
Feng Qiwu also restrained his emotions and said to Yuan Que: "Husband, it's late at night, let's sleep." β
She got up, removed the cumbersome groom's gown's gown's gown's dress, and took him off until he was reduced to a single underwear before sending him to bed.
Her face was red all over the city, and she was even more nervous, her whole body was tense, and her breathing was even more rapid.
And she went to blow out the lamp, and in the night, her clothes were out one by one.
When the man in the red tent heard the movement, he was even more nervous, but there was also a hint of expectation in the nervousness.
Soon, a soft body lubricated like jade touched in, still naked, and wrapped around her like a snake.
Touching the unfamiliar touch and smelling the familiar smell, Yuan Que's heart beat out of rhythm several times.
"Qiwu, I, I-"
"Don't speak," Feng Qiwu whispered close to his ear, and then kissed his lips instead, while his hand deftly touched his shirt.
At this time, Feng Qiwu still couldn't escape the strong guilt in his heart.
I can even do it to my uncle.
It's really more beast than the peacock!
In the tent of Hongluo, there was the low panting of men and women.
"Husband, come up to me and kiss meβ"
"Well, ma'am, it's polite for your husband."
β¦β¦
Before dawn, Feng Qiwu was still sleeping in Yuan Que's arms, last night she first demonstrated a full set of Yuan Que, in the end, he is a man, eating meat is instinctive, he learned it all at once, and Feng Qiwu lingered for half the night, and fell asleep when it was almost dawn.
Unexpectedly, as soon as it dawned this day, the door was kicked open, "Apprentice, get up and cultivate!" β
As soon as I heard it, it was Chu Lan's house, Feng Qiwu was sleepy, and he didn't want to get up when he was entangled in the quilt, but his spirit was very good, and he was awakened when he heard the sound, and he suddenly got up and touched Feng Qiwu in his arms.
"It's dawn? Madame, hurry up and get up and cultivate, the master is urging. β
Feng Qiwu sighed, reluctantly got up and dressed, Yuan Que was just an ordinary person, and it was not beneficial to double cultivate himself with him, but it would take more strength than others, and she was really a little tired at this time.
But after a night of double cultivation with Feng Qiwu, who was stronger than himself, he was in excellent spirits, and he had already begun to figure out how to dress by himself.
Feng Qiwu hurriedly put on his clothes, and did not forget to dress Yuan Que.
Yuan Que touched her face and gently dropped a kiss on her face, "If you are a good cultivator, don't disobey your master." β
Yuan Que also knew the strength of the master of Feng Qiwu, and she could get the eyes of such a powerful person, which would definitely be a great thing for her future cultivators.
Feng Qiwu opened the door, and the cleanly washed subway cow came in, having already removed last night's flowers, smiled at Feng Qiwu and Yuan Que, and took the initiative to come over, and will be aimed at Yuan Que.
In the past, he slept in a room with Yuan Que, and made an exclusive bullpen of iron cattle next to the bed of Yuan Que, it was very obedient, and he had to go to the livestock room to bathe three times a day, and he washed it bright and shiny at any time, and there was no smell at all.
Because he got married last night, he temporarily went out for one night.
The little monkey and the flower-faced cat stood on top of the iron bull's head, and one stepped on a horn, and the flower-faced cat pounced and threw itself into Feng Qiwu's arms.
Quickly climbed onto her shoulders and grabbed on top of her shoulders to show his ownership of Feng Qiwu.
The peacock also squatted on the body, and as the iron bull came in, he saw the pair that was either full of red light or dark clouds, and was obviously not very happy, so he glanced coldly and turned his head away.
As the iron bull came in, there was also a colder Chu Lan, who glanced at Feng Qiwu coldly, and then glanced at Yuan Que, snorted, and said, "Apprentice, come with the teacher." β
Feng Qiwu glared at the background of Chu Lan, who turned away, and said in a warm voice in his ear: "Go, the master has called you." β
If he knew that the so-called master was actually an old scalper in human skin, he would never say this.
"I know," Feng Qiwu sent Yuan Que on the back of the iron ox, and sent Yuan Que out of Lu, before reluctantly going to Chu Lan's side.
Peacock looked at the back of the two of them leaving, raised his eyebrows, and was silent.
Last night, he heard it, there was a war report from the Southern Continent, and Chu Lan began to counterattack, and at that most critical time, Chu Lan left suddenly, which inevitably caused panic, Chu Lan would never stay here for a long time.
Chu Lan called Feng Qiwu to a no-man's land, Feng Qiwu suddenly felt that Chu Lan's back was much heavier, and it seemed that he was in a heavy mood, and sure enough, he heard Chu Lan say that he wanted to go back to the Southern Continent, and he was going back last night, but in order to see Feng Qiwu, Chu Lan waited for a night.
"Master, are you going back?" Feng Qiwu said suspiciously, and almost added a finally.
Is this old scalper finally leaving!
"Well, there's a little trouble over there in the Southern Continent, and I can't leave."
Feng Qiwu looked sad: "Then master, you should go back quickly." β
Although he looked sad, Feng Qiwu didn't know how happy he was in his heart!
Chu Lan saw that the woman in front of her, who was already dressed as a woman, added a bit of maturity to her, and couldn't help but hug her small waist and kiss her lightly on the face.
Feng Qiwu's body stiffened, and he was at a loss for what to do in Chu Lan's arms.
This old scalper will definitely not let go of himself before leaving!
She was ready to feel tossed again, but seeing that Chu Lan just kissed her and then disappeared, she stretched out her hand and patted her shoulder, and said quite seriously: "Cultivate hard, and wait for you in the Southern Continent as a teacher." β
Feng Qiwu nodded, and suddenly felt strange, as if he was very reluctant to let this master go.
Although this Chu Lan is a bastard, what he gives Feng Qiwu is the best, not to mention anything else, since he recognized this cheap master, the flower-faced cat was pleasantly surprised to find that there are a lot more delicious foods in Feng Qiwu's soul space!
Those fairy fruits or something, Feng Qiwu doesn't need them, it can be said that they are all flower-faced cats!
Chu Lan talked to Feng Qiwu for a while, and then saw him pat Feng Qiwu's buttocks and said: "Good apprentice, cultivate well, don't live up to your master's expectations, and wait for the coming day, come to the Southern Continent to fight on the battlefield with my master and me, and avenge your deep hatred!" β
Feng Qiwu lied that he was Dongfang Buying, and the enemy was Chu Lan and Dongfang Buluo.
"Hmm," Feng Qiwu nodded heavily, if it was against the extraordinary confrontation of the Hun Dongfang, Chu Lan was indeed a rare ally!
Chu Lan took a deep look at Feng Qiwu, then turned around, turned his back to Feng Qiwu, and turned into a Dao Shadow, divided into several ways and merged into the air, turned into Dao Dao meteors, and headed towards the Southern Continent.
Looking at the direction in which she disappeared, Feng Qiwu was silent for a long time.
Chu Lan went back with some masters, he was not doting on Feng Qiwu, and if he let more masters around her, he would inevitably have a feeling of dependence, so he only left her a few masters at the peak of the Yellow Rank to protect her from safety and sound on the Western Continent.
Not long after Chu Lan left, two men came to her side, one Ou Wuchen and one White Lotus, who came forward and grabbed Feng Qiwu's body and looked up and down, as if she was afraid that she would be injured by that Qi Que last night.
Ou Wuchen was still unwilling, and asked, "You and Yuan Que, was it last night-"
Feng Qiwu threw him a roll of the eye, "What do you say?" β
If you get married, of course you have to have a cave house.
Feng Qiwu turned around and left, leaving the two with sad and unwilling faces, but they still followed with a tacit understanding.
I saw Lin Fei who had just come out of the customs yesterday, and his little monkey with him.
"Sister Qiwu!" Lin Fei rushed up happily, Lin Rui had returned to the capital last night, but he didn't call Lin Fei away, so he would practice beside Feng Qiwu, follow him, better than the Royal Academy.
Anyway, they are the siblings of the same mother.
Feng Qiwu happily touched Lin Fei's head, "Don't see me like this, call me sister in the future." β
Lin Fei was even happier and said happily: "Yes, sister." β
Listening to that sister, Feng Qiwu was extremely excited in her heart.
Immediately, I heard Lin Fei ask: "Sister, you are married, won't you take us everywhere to experience in the future?" β
Feng Qiwu had already considered this question before marriage, "No, after a while, I will still leave Jinzhou." β
Her cultivation path could not be limited to this, there were many places she had to go, and the Southern Continent was even more powerful, a higher level place that was obscene in the mouth of the peacock.
For Yuan Que, she can only say sorry.
It is impossible for her to live in a high-walled compound for the rest of her life like an ordinary woman, looking at a small blue sky in the yard, and guarding her husband and children is her life.
She also looks forward to that kind of life, but not now.
"Ma'am, it's time to eat early."
Yuan Que came to call her in person, but he still sat on the back of the iron bull and stretched out his hand to Feng Qiwu.
Feng Qiwu's face couldn't help but soften, he took Yuan Que's hand, sat on the back of the iron bull, and the two left together.
Feng Qiwu married Yuan Que in this way, this wedding caused a sensation in the entire Jinzhou City, and even the cultivation world, ordinary people know that the third lady of the Feng family has become the head of the Jimo family, and the Miss Wu family who is trying to compete for her position has been crossed by the Wu family.
The people in the cultivation world regretted that such a promising woman, and a powerful and mysterious master, would marry a man who was blind and didn't live long like this.
What a waste......
She is also a golden single woman in the cultivation world, and how many sects want to get married, but they don't want a blind person to take advantage of this big advantage.
Many of the guests dispersed, Ou Wuchen and White Lotus also left, they knew that Feng Qiwu had great ambitions, and they would definitely not be limited to this small Jinzhou, and honestly be her Mrs. Jimo.
Feng Qiwu didn't pay attention to the rumors outside, she was meditating while learning to be a good wife and mother, cooking herself, taking care of her husband, and honoring her parents.
It's a pity that her cooking skills are really not flattering, in her previous life, Dongfang Buluo was a supreme who did not touch the spring water with ten fingers, and Feng Qiwu in this life was even more stupid, only knowing that she would open her mouth to stretch out her hand.
The things she drummed up were always tasted by the flower-faced cat, and the guy's appetite had long been raised, and when it came and went, it directly protested.
Evil animal, give the widow this kind of food again, and the widow will divorce you!
As soon as she saw Feng Qiwu smiling and carrying her carefully prepared dark dishes, the flower-faced cat ran away.
In this world, I'm afraid that only Yuan Que will not dislike Feng Qiwu's cooking, and the black or colorful dark cuisine enters Yuan Que's mouth, and he always smiles and praises Feng Qiwu's cooking skills.
It's as if you're talking about the most beautiful food in the world.
"Husband, you're back."
As soon as Tie Niu led him into the door, Feng Qiwu stood up.
"I'm back," Yuan Que let go of the iron bull and let it move freely, Feng Qiwu went over to help him find a place to sit down, served hot tea, and asked by the way: "Is the business of the shop good today?" β
Yuan Que nodded, "Okay, everything is going well." β
Feng Qiwu's name of viciousness spread all over the city, which one who does business with Yuan Que is not honest, he used to be more or less pitted by Yuan Que, he never cared, which led to more and more excessive crowds, but now when they settle accounts with Yuan Que, they are always cautious, for fear that if they miscalculate, the daughter of the old mother of the family will be caught by Feng Qiwu and taken to the wooden donkey.
It is also rumored in the city that Feng Qiwu is actually the sect master of the Fengming Sect, and the unparalleled Feng Ming is actually her disguise!
When everyone heard this, they suddenly realized that they were the masters of a sect, no wonder there were such iron-blooded means, and the Wu family was really not wronged in her hands!
Yuan Que drank the hot tea, and then asked Feng Qiwu: "Madam, what are you doing?" β
Feng Qiwu raised the embroidery in his hand, "I'm doing needlework, after a while, you will be able to wear the clothes sewn by the concubine herself." β
Yuan Que smiled, tenderness was written in his eyes and eyebrows, and he said: "Don't be tired, you wait for things, just let the embroidery girl come." β
"Husband, your clothes are naturally made by the concubine herself."
Feng Qiwu smiled and continued to do what was at hand.
Yuan Que asked again, "What are you embroidering?" β
Feng Qiwu grinned: "I repair peacocks." β
Isn't the peacock squatting in front of her as a model? He also posed in a coquettish pose.
The flower-faced cat, who had gone out of the wild enough, trotted all the way back, shook off the dust on his paws, and jumped into Feng Qiwu's arms, raising his head to see the embroidery that Feng Qiwu was doing.
it, it's a big flowery duck!
Yuan Que had already come over and hugged Feng Qiwu's waist, "Lady, we've been married for a month." β
"Well, it's been one month and three days."
"Time flies so fast-" Yuan Que felt that he and Feng Qiwu had just walked into the happy hall hand in hand yesterday, but he didn't expect that a month had passed.
In the past month, they have been like glue, like a loving couple, and they seem to have a kind of expectation and reluctance, looking forward to such a day for a lifetime, or even three lives and three lives.
But he knew that Feng Qiwu would never follow her for the rest of her life!
Yuan Que touched Feng Qiwu's waist, and there was another desire.
He longed for a flesh and blood of his own in that flat lower abdomen, and a life conceived by himself and Feng Qiwu, but he knew that he and Feng Qiwu were both members of the four clans of the Flood Universe, and the children born must have pure blood, and they needed to drink the blood of the clansmen and marry the women of the four clans to survive.
But where are you now looking for those four tribes?
If he had a child, wouldn't it be a harm to him to give birth to her?
During this time, both of them avoided the question of their children.
The room was quiet, and Yu Que quietly hugged Feng Qiwu silently, while Feng Qiwu looked at the appearance of the peacock seriously, and pulled the needle and thread in his hand to copy the appearance of the peacock on the brocade cloth as much as possible.
The results can be imagined......
A few days later, when Yuan Que appeared in front of everyone in a rusty duck with a messy thread, everyone seemed to guess that it must be the work of the new lady......
As soon as he touched it, he knew how the embroidery was, but he still praised Feng Qiwu's craftsmanship from the bottom of his heart.
There was a woman with ambitions and strength who was willing to do such things for herself, and he was very content.
Since they got married, the peacock seems to follow Feng Qiwu and Yuan Que at any time, they admire the moon, he shakes his feathers on the side, they watch the sunset, he combs the feathers on the side, they go to bed, he pretends to sleep on the other.
Feng Qiwu knew that this guy was peeking at himself, but he didn't care about it, did he see less?
It's just that the flower-faced cat is running around every day, and I used to run with Feng Qiwu before, and now Feng Qiwu nests in this acre and three points of land every day, embroidering flowers and ugly ducks every day, and making some strange things out for it to eat, it has long wanted to wait, and ran outside every day, and ran back in the early hours of the morning in a fog, regardless of three seven twenty-one, it got into Feng Qiwu and the hot quilt to keep warm, and completely ignored the two people on the bed.
Yuan Que seemed to like the flower-faced cat very much, even if he burrowed his cold body between him and Feng Qiwu, he didn't get angry, but hugged it to warm it up.
Without children, the small animal of the flower-faced cat seems to have become his spiritual sustenance.
The days passed peacefully, Yuan Que was still busy with business, Feng Qiwu asked Ouyang Yu to deploy a few business masters from the capital to assist Yuan Que, and he would have more opportunities to get along with Feng Qiwu.
Feng Mingzong is also developing in an orderly manner, branches have sprung up in various places, and all parties often come to Feng Qiwu to report the situation, and she herself sometimes goes to various places to see.
Half a year has passed, time flies so quickly, Feng Qiwu knows that it is time for him to leave.
On this day, the peacock suddenly said to himself, there is a good spiritual root in the territory of Nanchu that has not been discovered, and now it is occupied by a small sect, if the Fengming Sect is strong, it will have its own mountain, and there is enough spiritual energy, and the mountain is just right.
Feng Qiwu knew that he really should leave.