Faced with thousands of shadows that he had never seen before, Qi Tianxue was obviously stunned and obviously invincible.

But Yan Ling'er's skills were worse after all, and she couldn't give full play to Feng Li's strength, and after dozens of rounds, Qi Tianxue was finally suppressed and stopped moving.

"I throw in the towel."

The two saluted regularly, and Qi Tianxue bowed at her, "Miss Yan's martial arts, this son is ashamed!" ”

So far, in the morning ring match, Yan Linger still held the ring.

Yan Yu wanted to go to the banquet with the four sect masters, she thought about it and went to the Fengyun Inn.

Fengyun Inn——

A table of four people sat in a corner on the first floor, Long Jue exuded a faint cold air, Lu Tianyan was still shaking his fan unhurriedly, Feng Li was playing with chopsticks dishonestly, and Yan Ling'er was holding her head and looking at Lu Tianyan in a daze.

How good-looking is a person's peach blossom eyes, so that he can show the temperament of an immortal?

Feng Li was destined not to know Yan Ling'er's thoughts, if she knew that someone really thought that Lu Tianyan had the temperament of an immortal, she was afraid that she would have to spray water on the spot.

It was Lu Tianyan who broke the embarrassment and called Xiao Er to pour tea for the four of them, and he picked up his wine glass, "I wish Miss Yan the best in the remaining two ring matches!" ”

Yan Ling'er came back to her senses, and also picked up her wine glass, and Liu Ye's eyes bent slightly, "Thank you, National Teacher!" ”

Lu Tianyan smiled faintly, his demeanor was elegant, and his aura was extraordinary, which made Yan Ling'er lose her mind for a moment.

This national teacher is too good-looking, right?

Thinking about it in a blink of an eye, Yan Ling'er waved away her inner thoughts, no matter how good-looking it is, it is not as good as Xiao Fengli's men's clothing!

Long Jue has a habit of cleanliness, he has some small plates in front of him, and he eats quietly alone, ignoring his air-conditioning, and his sense of presence is very low.

Feng Li glanced at him twice, didn't pay attention to him anymore, and continued to chat with Yan Ling'er and Lu Tianyan.

There is no doubt that Lu Tianyan is really a veritable national teacher, he has been telling them about gossip ethics, astronomy and geography or something, wearing a white robe, not to mention, just talking and behaving differently from the appearance of ordinary people, it is really what an imaginary national teacher should look like!

Feng Li squinted and nodded.

"That national teacher, you said that your divination technique is only to obey the will of heaven and not to break secular ethics. What about the people of the South? ”

"Their kind of outsiders say that it is divine magic, how can they change their lives against the sky? Could it be that your national teachers are not as capable as theirs? Yan Ling'er and Feng Li's curious little eyes blinked, and Lu Tianyan couldn't get angry at all.

"The divine art of the people of the Southern Regions, to put it bluntly, is called demon art, and it is also a forbidden art. For the sake of the stability of the country, the surrounding large and small countries have all followed the example of our Great Qin and resisted the existence of the forbidden art. ”

"The people of the Southern Regions have settled in the southernmost part of the continent, across the vast sea, and few people have ever walked to the Southern Regions. For hundreds of years, the people of the Southern Regions have nothing to do with us, and they rarely appear on the continent again. ”

"But the people of the Southern Regions have appeared frequently in recent years, and the poison of the Southern Regions has also appeared more and more frequently." Feng Li frowned.

Lu Tianyan nodded, "Indeed, so the people of the Southern Regions must want chaos in the world." Some people also say that the most secret secret art of the people of the Southern Regions is about to be refined, so they have begun to come out of the Southern Regions. ”

Feng Li bit her chopsticks and glanced at Yan Ling'er, "Wouldn't it be a disaster to the world if you let the people from the Southern Regions come out?" ”

"Woe is what blessing depends on, blessing is what disaster depends on. The people of the Southern Regions are rampant, maybe it is also a good time for us to annihilate the people of the Southern Regions in one fell swoop and destroy their forbidden art in the Southern Regions! ”

Yan Ling'er stared at his lips that opened and closed tightly, and nodded distractedly: "National Teacher, you are really amazing!" Ling'er admires you so much! ”

Yan Ling'er's sudden little woman frightened Feng Li, could this girl be ......

Feng Li stiffly turned to Lu Tianyan on the opposite side, his eyes full of astonishment.

No way...... Not what she thinks, right? Sister Ling'er, you won't take a fancy to him, will you?

Feng Li didn't listen to what the two said anymore, just silently chopped the rice with chopsticks, thinking about how to match the two.

As she was racking her brains, the scent of ambergris in her nose suddenly became stronger.

She subconsciously raised her head, and her forehead happened to hit Long Jue's chin.

"Whew!" It hurts!

"Is your head made of iron?" Feng Li rubbed her head and suddenly roared.

Almost all the guests on the first floor watched this roar, and Lu Tianyan also stopped talking all of a sudden.

Yan Ling'er covered her mouth, turned her head, and found a lot of unfamiliar faces looking straight over.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm bothering you, hehe......"

Yan Ling'er and Lu Tianyan smiled and turned back.

"Xiao Fengli, your big voice has dropped! People who don't know think we're making trouble! Yan Ling'er said bitterly.

Feng Li's little face wrinkled, as if she could cry out in the next second, "My head hurts!" ”

Long Jue was stunned to see her beautiful apricot eyes holding tears in the blink of an eye, and her body froze.

The pain in his jaw still lingered, and he gritted his teeth.

Not to mention, her head is really hard enough!

Feng Li withdrew her tears again under the gaze of the three of them, raised her hand and wiped her eyes, "What did you suddenly come over just now?" ”

Long Jue put down his chopsticks speechlessly, "Peel shrimp for me!" ”

Feng Li couldn't help but roll her eyes, and said angrily, "Don't you have long hands?" ”

Long Jue seemed to be startled by the roar, and his voice was always a little weak, "My hand has never done something like this that only a subordinate would do." ”

Feng Li suddenly felt funny, and glanced at him: "Okay, you are the emperor, you are an uncle, you have to let people serve well, and you can stretch out your hands and open your mouth!" ”

Her tone changed suddenly, "But Your Majesty, haven't you considered doing it yourself?" You can do these little things yourself! ”

Long Jue silently watched her skillfully peel the shrimp, and her thin lips opened lightly, "I never need to do such a trivial matter." ”

"Yes, you are the emperor, and of course the people in the palace should follow your lead. But have you ever thought that if one day Father-in-law Fu falls ill, or can no longer take care of you, won't you still have to learn to take care of yourself? ”

Long Jue didn't think about it at all, and blurted out: "Fu is down, there are still little plums, little horses, and little Dengzi, I don't need to do these chores." ”

Feng Li took a deep breath, she finally understood why outsiders always said that he was rigid and dogmatic!

This is obviously a tendon! Doesn't make sense!

Is she obviously trying to persuade him to be self-reliant? Why bother others when you can do things yourself?

After taking a few deep breaths, Feng Li pinched off the leg of the shrimp in his hand, peeled off the skin, put it in his bowl, and pouted: "Oh! ”

Alas, who made him emperor? Whatever he says, he can only take advantage of it!