In the Fengjia villa in X City, all the curtains in broad daylight were closed, impermeable, and Feng Ningwan looked at the black gas condensed on the roof, and there was a strange feeling in his heart, as if he was happy, and the joy was inexplicable. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After all, there are monsters that have only cultivated for a thousand years waiting for you, and it will not be joyful. Or that the house is occupied by a thousand-year-old monster, what is the joy?

But Feng Ningwan couldn't help but the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

Feng Ningwan opened the door, the room was dark, the TV in the living room was quiet, and for a moment, Feng Ningwan thought that no one was there.

"You're back, let's eat" Suddenly the lights turned on, Qin Yi's black line dragged a pile of dishes, and Mo Jue walked down from the upstairs, and the demon Ji smiled at Feng Ningwan.

Feng Ningwan began to be uncomfortable with the darkness, and then she didn't adapt to the light, so she covered her eyes with her hands and the smile in her eyes.

"Stewed your favorite pork rib soup," Mo Jue walked to the table and sat down, and said coldly.

Feng Ningwan gathered his mind, washed his hands, and ate.

Qin Yi didn't watch TV, just sat on the sofa and looked at Feng Ningwan.

Feng Ningwan knew that Qin Yi was waiting for her explanation, or rather, waiting for an answer or a quibble.

Feng Ningwan was watched by Qin Yi, and couldn't eat it, so she put down the bowl and said, "On the day I played with the sunshine to play with you, I made that mirror, I'm sorry, but I have to do that"

Qin Yi lowered his head, and then said, "You're not wrong, it should be like this"

"I'm sorry not that I made that mirror, but that I feel that my actions hurt you, Qin Yi, I know, in fact, for you, it takes a lot of courage to stay here, thank you" Feng Ningwan finished speaking, picked up the bowl, and ate quietly.

Qin Yi didn't speak, just lowered his head, and the room was quiet.

Feng Ningwan has disappeared for so long, there are many things waiting for her to deal with, and the first thing is to report to Lu Cheng.

In the café where the piano sounded, Lu Cheng looked at Feng Ningwan, his face was expressionless, and his emotions were unwavering.

Feng Ningwan was very uncomfortable by Lu Cheng, put down the clear water in his hand, and said, "Lu Cheng, in fact, you can vent to your heart's content, you don't need to suppress it"

"Are you okay?" asked Lu Cheng cautiously.

"I'm fine" Feng Ningwan looked at Lu Cheng squarely and conveyed his sincerity.

"That's good" Lu Cheng bowed his head, not speaking.

Feng Ningwan had never seen Lu Cheng like this, and she was very strange in her heart, she had disappeared before, Lu Cheng had not yelled at her, but this time her performance was particularly weird.

"Lu Cheng, I didn't mean to disappear, it's just that I really can't tell you" Feng Ningwan lowered her head, wanting to meet Lu Cheng's gaze, but helplessly, Lu Cheng's gaze only looked at the desktop.

"I understand, in fact, I know that it must be uncomfortable for you to experience this kind of thing again, and ....." Lu Cheng didn't say it, for Feng Ningwan's feelings for Wen Jing, Lu Cheng understood it too well, and now that it has become like this, no matter how you say it, it doesn't seem to have any effect.

"Lu Cheng, what are you talking about?" Feng Ningwan was confused, when did she die or disappear, what did Lu Cheng say?

"Okay, let's not talk about it, let Wen Jing go with the wind" Lu Cheng suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining.

"Wen Jing? Who is Wen Jing? With what kind of wind, Lu Cheng, what's wrong with you today, you speak strangely, and you don't do things like your style" Feng Ning glanced at Lu Cheng, headless and brainless.

Lu Cheng was stunned, because when he saw Feng Ningwan talking about Wen Jing, his eyes were calm and waveless, not the kind that was disguised, but the kind of indifference that he really didn't know.

"Your college classmate - Wen Jing, don't you know each other?" Lu Cheng asked excitedly.

"I don't know" Feng Ningwan shook her head, she studied in college for two years, and just like she used to go to school, she was isolated and ignored by her classmates, and then went back to inherit the family business, where did she know anyone.

"I don't know" Lu Cheng repeated Feng Ningwan's words blankly, and a thought arose in his heart, maybe Feng Ningwan was like Wen Jing, and forgot it all. Lu Cheng smiled, this is the best result.

"If you don't know, forget it, hey, I'm going to have a good meal today" Lu Cheng took the menu on the side, called the waiter, and ordered a bunch of them.

"Lu Cheng, you'd better finish eating it for me" Feng Ningwan watched Lu Cheng return to his familiar appearance, ordered another table of food, gritted her teeth, and thought that it was better to let him stay bored all the time, it was better than eating and drinking like this, making her bleed profusely.

"Cut, I can't finish eating and packing, what's so difficult about this" Lu Cheng glanced at Feng Ningwan and began to eat, since Wen Jing's matter broke out, Lu Cheng couldn't make a phone call to ventilate Ningwan, and he didn't worry much these days, not to mention eating, he couldn't sleep, and now of course he had to get some interest back.

Feng Ningwan leaned on the sofa with the quilt in her arms, looking out the window at the street, despising Lu Cheng.

It's winter, the first heavy snow in X City is sprinkled down, covering everything in the world, full of white, pure and transparent, the wind condenses like a closed house in the house and blends with mixed yuan fruit, and when I wake up again, I open the curtains, and I am shocked by the beautiful scenery of snow.

Feng Ningwan changed her clothes as fast as she could, rushing downstairs, playing wildly in the courtyard with snow.

"Huh......" A strong gust of wind hit, Feng Ningwan dodged sideways, and spun sideways.

The wooden sword stabbed again, and the snow in Feng Ningwan's hand was pinched tightly, twisted into a ball, and hit the tip of the wooden sword, and the wooden sword deviated and stabbed ten centimeters in front of Feng Ningwan. Feng Ningwan grabbed the sword body with two fingers and twisted it, jumped up gently, pulled the wooden sword back, and slapped it on the shoulder of the sword holder.

"Mo Jue, you are no match for me anymore" Feng Ningwan let go of his sword and spun back.

"Isn't it, try it to know" Mo Jue finished speaking, the sword danced like a net, and densely headed towards the wind condensation.

Feng Ningwan pulled through the dead branches covered with snow in the garden, spun away, and scattered the sword net, and the wooden sword hidden by the sword net had already hit in front of him, Feng Ningwan hit the branches back, and dodged on his back.

Mo Jue kicked towards Feng Ningwan's waist, Feng Ningwan pointed to the ground on tiptoe, his body flipped, he spun up, and the withered branch hit the dantian under Mo Jue's abdomen.

Mo refused to return the sword, split the dead branches, the sword wrapped around the dead branches, and hit the door of Feng Ningwan, Feng Ningwan leaned back, hooked his feet, the dead branches swirled to support the ground, and the other foot kicked to Mo Jue's chest.

Mo Jue pulled up Feng Ningwan's ankle and pulled it back, Feng Ningwan took advantage of his strength to take off, the dead branches swept the snow, and the snow hit him.

"Don't fight, such a good view, you waste my mood" Feng Ningwan's withered branch was against Mo Jue's neck, and Mo Jue's sword pointed at Feng Ningwan's heart.

"Sure enough, the progress is fast" Mo never collected the sword, a few days ago, Feng Ningwan was still very difficult, and now he can draw, and even said that he has left some strength.

"Thank you for the compliment, I am grateful, I can play in the snow" Feng Ningwan hugged his fists, pretending.

Mo Jue held the sword and left, leaving the wind as if he was alone in the snow, playing lively.