Feng Qingcheng closed the door with his eyebrows deep, and quietly leaned on the door: "You and the Holy Lord ......"

"We don't have anything to ......" Liu Nian suddenly turned around and whispered, but he staggered a little because of unsteady steps: "If you want to ask this, then you better leave." ”

Feng Chengcheng's silver teeth suddenly bitten, turned around and opened the door: "Today you are drunk, tomorrow we are talking about ......"

"Bang ......"

The door was pushed shut by the flow of years, and a smell of wine instantly hit his nose, making Feng Qingcheng's eyebrows suddenly wrinkle.

"Feng Chengcheng, I'm going to leave here for a while tomorrow, if you have anything to say, let's open the skylight today and say......"

Feng Chengcheng took a deep breath, turned his hand and looked at the corners of his somewhat bloodshot eyes: "Liunian, are you drunk today......"

"I'm not drunk," Liu Nian's gaze lingered coldly on her mask, and the corners of her lips hooked a sneer of disdain: "I'm curious, what kind ......of beauty you have become, and it makes him tempted by a chess piece......"

Feng Qingcheng's heart twitched suddenly, and then he slowly unveiled his mask: "Okay, since you are brothers who are friends of life and death, then I don't have to hide it from you anymore......"

At the moment when her mask fell, the drunken eyes of the passing years suddenly burst into an incredible enchanting light, and the drunkenness was completely gone.

"Peach Demon?"

Feng Tingcheng's lips couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he didn't know why he just wanted to ask what this sentence meant, but he was suddenly hugged into his arms by Liu Nian.

"Peach Demon...... It's really you, do you know that I'm looking for you so hard......"

"It's not ......" Feng Chengcheng was baffled by him, and hurriedly struggled to break free from his embrace: "Liunian, you recognize the wrong person......

Liunian's arm hugged her tightly like an iron arm, as if she would drift away with the wind as soon as she let go.

After Feng Qingcheng exerted his strength, he found that he had not moved, and his heart suddenly sank, and the feeling of being hugged by a strange man made her extremely uncomfortable.

A strange feeling lingered in her heart, and her jade-like eyes swayed with layers of red luster.

The green silk danced without wind in an instant, and flew up, and an invisible enchantment instantly crossed between the Phoenix City and the flowing years.

At this moment, the mind turned with his thoughts, and the lightning flashed, as if he was overthrown by a huge wave of qi, he flew upside down and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

In addition, he was already drunk, and his lower plate was unstable, and he suddenly fell heavily to the ground.

The green silk fell silently again, as if nothing had happened.

Feng Tingcheng's eyes flickered, he looked at his hands in disbelief, and suddenly had an epiphany and looked at a wine jar on the table in the distance.

The blood-colored streamer in the depths of his eyes flashed, and the wine jar instantly seemed to be knocked away by something, and with a "bang", it hit the wall and shattered.

The corners of her lips blurred a light smile, and her eyes looked at a large wooden cabinet in the distance.

In the depths of the radiant eyes, the joy of unexpected surprise is outstanding.

All along, she has been looking for the so-called law of spiritual power.

Now, she has finally achieved this means of controlling things.

Although this kind of control is still extremely unskilled, being able to make objects move with her mind is a great improvement.