Her face turned cold, and she was about to exert a little strength to make Feng Qingyu have an extra bloody wound on her neck, but unexpectedly, Feng Qingyu stretched out a snow-white and delicate finger and flicked the hidden blade: "You want to threaten me with this broken copper and iron?" ”

She obviously just flicked it lightly, like a child bulleting a glass ball, but Qing Huan's wrist shook violently, and the Hidden Blade in her hand flew into the air with a swish! swayed in the air for a moment, and then fell off the cliff......

Qing Huan was dumbfounded, took two steps back, and looked at the little doll in front of him in disbelief: "You...... You ......"

Is this really a little waiter?

He actually flicked off her Hidden Blade of the Scattered Immortal with one finger!

Feng Qingyu clapped her hands, flicked the snowflakes on her little robe again, ignored her, and walked in the direction of the gate of the Melting Snow Valley as soon as she turned around.

How to entertain this Qinghuan is Emperor Shiyin's business, and it has nothing to do with her, she doesn't want to be a bridge for them to meet, nor does she want to be an obstacle for them.

She still finished her own business first, and then went back to sleep.

"You...... Who are you? Qing Huan called out behind her, this little guy who was pink like a ginseng fruit was definitely not as simple as a waiter.

"Who I am has nothing to do with you." Feng Qingyu replied lightly, turned around and made a move, and entered the gate of the Melting Snow Valley.

Qing Huan saw that she had broken through the barrier, and her heart wanted to follow her in.

Her movements were not unpleasant, they were not violent, but unexpectedly, the barrier that had been broken closed in an instant, and she crashed headlong into the barrier!

It felt like hitting a pig iron, and she staggered back a few steps and sat on the ground with a pop......

……………………

The bamboo building is still the same bamboo building, and the house is still the same house.

Feng Qingyu paused downstairs for a moment, and then went upstairs directly, there was a soft light of the night pearl in the corridor, this scene was extremely familiar, and she was in a trance for a moment......

There are too many things happening in this bamboo building, and there are scenes of messy flashes in front of me.

Her first time, her big wedding, he once held her hand and shuttled in this bamboo building countless times......

His favorite thing to do was to walk with her fingers interlocked, or sometimes he would lean over and pick her up when he thought she was walking slowly.

And she hugged his neck, grinning and letting him carry herself all over the world, all over the cape......

Her heart moved slightly, and she actually had a strange feeling, which she couldn't say what it was like.

She shook her head, shaking the messy memories away again, and with an instinctive memory, she pushed open the door where Emperor Shiyin usually lived.

The moonlight shines obliquely through the door, and the scene inside the house is unobstructed.

The furnishings are simple and elegant, the style she once loved.

Illuminated by the light of the faint night pearl, his delicate body was half-hidden in the shadow of the bed tent, as if standing between darkness and light......

Feng Qingyu paused slightly, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, why didn't there be anyone left in front of him?

He meditated here alone, as if he had been disturbed, but he was afraid that it would hinder his body...