"It's not quite right today!" Early in the morning, Feng Qingyang sat in Qinghe's hut, constantly touching his chin.

Last night, he drank three jars of tonic medicine in a row in Lianfeng Mountain, and with the sword practice, it can be said that he benefited a lot, and he could faintly feel that his seven orifices were about to open.

As soon as the seven apertures are opened, he should be able to step into the second heaven to practice qi, and then practice hard for half a month, and the exorcism should be no problem, will it be far from the sword by then?

Although he was sweating, he was in a good mood, and he finally discovered the benefits of studying the "Baishi Dan Sutra", which could make his cultivation recover faster.

As soon as he was in a good mood, he thought of coming to Qinghe to play, and watching Qinghe's shy answer while drinking seemed to have become a great pleasure for him.

After all, he has no other place to go here, Nian Guangxi can't go there, he can't stand the old man's snot and tears, it's very boring, or Qinghe is comfortable here.

After coming, things didn't seem to be what he imagined.

Usually when Qinghe sees him, he is like a mouse seeing a cat, twisting and pinching, dodging and dodging.

But today, very enthusiastic, as soon as he arrived, she was busy cooking for him, and it seemed to have been prepared for a long time, there were a lot of dishes in the kitchen, and the little girl was busy!

Also, Haruhe's sister came, sitting opposite him, snow-white T-shirt, as white as her skin, accompanied by denim suspender shorts, showing the same snow-white legs, wearing white and blue canvas shoes on her feet, and combing two small braids, on her shoulders, very fresh and cute.

It's just that her expression is not very good-looking, and she looks at him like she is looking at a monster.

"Qingyu, come and wash the fruit!" Probably because he found it too quiet outside, Qinghe in the kitchen shouted softly.

After Feng Qingyang left last night, she stayed awake all night, and kept wondering, is she too bored, so Feng Qingyang is very boring with her?

Guan Xinxin said that according to Feng Qingyang's offensive, it is estimated that she will have to tell her about the hotel in the next two days, so that she can be mentally prepared.

Qinghe refuted this in her mouth, but she didn't refute it in her heart, which boy bought a dozen LVs for girls in one go, and then had no idea at all?

Therefore, it stands to reason that Feng Qingyang should have died last night and didn't leave her.

I didn't know that he didn't stay for a while and left.

After analyzing and analyzing, she came to the conclusion that she was too bored.

Yes, she really doesn't know how to date a man, inexperienced! I can only say that I tried hard, she and Feng Qingyang haven't known each other for long, and now talk to her about the hotel, she can't accept it.

She can only try to date and see if it can end well, although she doesn't know how to date.

At this time, the old man's words worked, if you want to tie a man, you must first tie his stomach.

She was confident in this, because she found that Feng Qingyang liked to eat the dishes she cooked, so she held a feast at home today.

Plus my sister called on the left and on the right, asking to see her brother-in-law, but there was no way, so she let her come over.

My sister's eyes are more accurate than hers, so she also wants her sister to see how Feng Qingyang is doing.

Of course, LV can't tell Sister Sù about it, otherwise she will definitely say that this matter is reliable.

It's not that my sister worships money, but the reality, the family is too poor, and everyone hopes that she can find someone to rely on.

"Oh! I said, sister, you have such taste...... It's too bad, isn't it? Hearing her sister's shout, Qingyu rushed to the kitchen, and then said softly with a bitter face.

After seeing Feng Qingyang, she was stupid, how could my sister get along with such a person?

is only fifteen or sixteen years old, about the same age as her, even if you look at that dress, you are all students!

Although his appearance is okay, his facial features are good, and his skin is very good, he and his sister are not worthy!

Although my sister is not a senior white-collar worker, she is also an office worker, how can she find a student?

If it's a college student, forget it, but that kid looks like a high school student!

College students can come out to work after a few more years, and when the time comes, they will work hard with their sisters, and they will be a little harder, but they will be happy.

But what about high school students, my sister is almost twenty years old this year, and if you wait for another five or six years, the daylilies will be cold!

And in all fairness, Qingyu hopes that her sister can find someone who can take care of her sister directly, even if she is not very rich, at least she must be stronger than her sister, so that her sister will be more and more comfortable, instead of finding a drag oil bottle that will make her more and more tired.

Based on this alone, her first impression of Feng Qingyang was very bad.

"Didn't you say that day that it's your personality that you have long hair, why did you change your words again?" Qinghe didn't think there was anything, it wasn't that her attitude changed immediately after she found out that Fengqing was unfathomable, but that she made friends, and she only valued her feelings, not things outside her body.

Feng Qingyang gave her the feeling of being protected more than once, making her feel very warm and comfortable, so she decided to try dating him.

"That's not it, sis! Hey, I can't tell you clearly, anyway, I don't like him too much, too weak! Qingyu retorted with a grunt, and the pots and dishes that were dropped when washing the fruit were clanged to show her dissatisfaction.

"Listen to the old man, Dad told you a long time ago, don't judge people by their appearance, if you don't listen, you will suffer sooner or later!" Qinghe tapped her sister's head, and then pushed her out of the kitchen, "Quickly take the fruit to him to eat, remember to help him peel it!" ”

"He doesn't have long hands himself...... "Qingyu pouted and went out unhappy.

When she went out, she froze.

The door was open, and she could see the small courtyard behind, and the door of the small courtyard was also open, and she saw Feng Qingyang being with a very cheerful person.

The two are talking about something!

The key is that the person who is very loud is still nodding to Feng Qingyang, while Feng Qingyang is standing with his hands behind his back, looking old-fashioned.

How is this possible? She was dazzled, so she rubbed her eyes vigorously.

Look at it again, it's still like that!

There were two Mercedes-Benzes parked at the door of the small courtyard, and there were four bodyguards standing next to them, in addition to Feng Qingyang and the person who pulled the bomb, all of them in suits and leather shoes, wearing big sunglasses, looking around, looking around, very professional.

The person she knew was the tycoon in the real estate industry, the boss of Fengnian Real Estate, Nian Siqing.

The reason why she knows each other is because she likes to draw and design, and the guys in the Binhu Art Department all aim to enter the Fengnian Real Estate Design Department after graduation.

In this way, Nian Siqing is the future boss in their minds, everyone usually pays attention to her, and everyone will skip school to participate in any public event she attends.

She likes to draw, and she is close to people in the art department, so she knows this person.

The tycoon in the minds of the senior brothers and sisters of the art department is standing less than a hundred meters away from her at this moment, how can she not be surprised?

If those brothers and sisters were here, I'm afraid they would all scream, when did they ever get so close to Nian Siqingnian!

It's just that how could such a bigwig-level figure nod to Feng Qingyang?

"This is what my father asked me to give to you!" At the door of the small courtyard, after giving the suitcase, Nian Siqing took out the copy of the text from his handbag and handed it to Feng Qingyang respectfully.

"Huh?" Feng Qingyang opened it and looked at it, and was stunned.

It seems to have returned to a hundred years ago in an instant, that sunny night, that person dressed in white, standing in the long pavilion, beautiful like a fairy falling from the sky, people can't take their eyes off it.

But after that night, he could not find her again.

He knew that she was afraid that he would be in a dilemma of loyalty and filial piety, so he left.

He wanted to go back to the mountain to keep a guard for Master, but he couldn't take her into the mountain, and she didn't want him to make it difficult.

Before leaving, she gave him a handkerchief with a purple bamboo flute pattern embroidered by her own hand as a souvenir.

The purple bamboo flute was what he usually played with, so she took the flute, but kept the jade pendant on the flute, probably knowing that it was left to him by his parents, so she couldn't take it away, and it was enough to have the flute as a souvenir.

He couldn't forget it, but he couldn't take her into the mountains to keep a watch, could he?

So I thought at the beginning, whether it was separated, she could remarry, and she didn't have to wait for him for a hundred years, how many hundred years did a mortal have? Although he taught her a lot of magic spells, she didn't like this, so she didn't learn much, and it was impossible to live longer.

But what he didn't expect was that she never married, and after that night, they had children.

Because there is no name of Murong Miaoxiang's spouse in the information, she only has one daughter, named Murong Xiaoxiao.

He clearly remembered that when the two of them were entangled, she said that if the two of them had a child in the future, the son would be called Murong Wudrunk, and the daughter would be called Murong Xiaoxiao.

Because he loves to drink, and he is not drunk with a thousand cups, and he likes to play the purple bamboo flute when he is with her.

She has no husband, and her daughter is called Murong Xiaoxiao, not his child, who else will it be?

"Master, if you don't have any other instructions, I'll go back first!" Seeing that Feng Qingyang fell into deep thought, Nian Siqing said softly, when she was leaving, her father had an explanation, don't ask what she shouldn't ask, so she didn't dare to say a word.

"Haha, it looks like I came back right!" Feng Qingyang didn't answer, but laughed on his back, he would never have thought that he still had a queen.

With his temperament as a wine and sword fairy, he has always treated others as others treat him, so although he was haunted by many beauties before, there are not many things that he can remember.

Murong Miaoxiang was very fond of her, which was the reason why he couldn't forget her, and thought that she would remarry later, so he didn't think about it again after he went down the mountain.

Who knew she would do so much for him.

If she was still alive, he would definitely treat her well, but she couldn't rejuvenate like him, and she didn't like to cultivate the Dao before, so I'm afraid she would be gone for a long time.

But he decided to pay his respects at her grave and visit their children and grandchildren.

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