"I'll give this thing back to him." After Feng Qingyu finished speaking, the person disappeared.

…………………………………………

Outside the Snowmelt Valley

The snow was still falling, fluttering in the air.

Feng Qingyu had just arrived outside the Melting Snow Valley, and then he paused, and there was a petite figure standing in front of the gate of the Melting Snow Valley.

Wearing a set of water red clothes, twelve or thirteen years old, with white teeth and red lips, she looks like a little dragon girl in a painting......

Her appearance is somewhat familiar, Feng Qingyu

After a round in my mind, I immediately remembered her identity - Qing Huan!

The female disciple that Emperor Shakyin accepted when he was in the Heavenly Court!

What did she come to do?

Qing Huan was wandering outside the valley, obviously she was blocked by the barrier outside the door, and she couldn't enter at all.

As soon as she turned around and saw Feng Qingyu, her eyes lit up, her body moved, and she flew to Feng Qingyu's side, she was a whole head taller than Feng Qingyu, and leaned down slightly: "Are you - the emperor's waiter?" ”

The sound is as crisp as flowing water.

Later, he added: "So cute!" ”

At this time, Feng Qingyu was still seven or eight years old, with two flower buds on her head, a little flame mole on her eyebrows, big eyes, moist and white skin like a baby, and her lips were fresh pink.

Wearing a snow-white fur, the whole person looks like a delicate spring flower that has just budded, and it is beautiful that people can't take their eyes off.

Feng Qingyu took a step back, she didn't like this height disadvantage too much, she blinked: "You are?" ”

The voice is delicate and tender, like a spring breeze blowing in March.

"I am a disciple of the emperor, and I have come to visit Master." Qing Huan showed a smile that he thought was the most appropriate, and looked at Feng Qingyu: "You are Master's waiter, right?" Well, lead the way ahead. ”

Although she is not big, she has a kind of condescending and condescending taste.

Although the gaze that looked at Feng Qingyu was gentle, it also carried a trace of the superiority of being an immortal......

Feng Qingyu's appearance is very different from before, and she looks like a child, so it's no wonder Qing Huan doesn't recognize it.

Qing Huan's mana was low, so naturally he couldn't see the immortal aura that surrounded Feng Qingyu's body faintly, and thought that she was just a child in the world......

Feng Qingyu smiled, the smile was innocent and cute, and the spring blossomed: "It turns out that you are a disciple of the National Teacher, why don't you go in?" ”

Qing Huan was suffocated, in front of this little boy, she couldn't say that she was blocked by the enchantment, and she couldn't get in at all-

"I-uh, just got here, and was about to go in, when I happened to run into you. It's my first time here, so lead the way. The muscles on Qing Huanqiao's face were about to smile sore.

Feng Qingyu's big eyes blinked: "The enchantment here is set up by the National Teacher, and his disciples will crack it, why can't you?" ”

She opened her mouth slightly, looked at Qing Huan innocently, her voice was immature and crisp, really like a seven or eight-year-old child.

What a cute kid!

Talking to trample on her sore feet!

Qing Huan clenched his fist in his sleeve, and a smile appeared on his face: "This enchantment-I haven't learned it yet, okay, it's not early, don't rub it outside anymore, let's go in and say okay?" ”