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"Huh?" Re-advent made a nasal voice, and as soon as he looked up, he met her gaze, he may not have heard her words clearly, or he did not understand, so he looked a little confused at the moment, not like pretending.

"It's okay, maybe ......" Feng Qingyan shook his head slightly, paused again, and finally lowered his head and slowly spit out a few words: "It's because I can't tell the difference between dream and reality." ”

It was like a sentence in her sleep, I don't know if it's true or not, it may be that she dreamed of being in the Youling, and Lin Yuan also said so at that time.

He smiled again, leaned over and put the bowl in his hand on the table next to him, and said to her, "There is a bowl of porridge here, I will put it here for you, if you feel uncomfortable, you can eat some." And this machine spirit, I have already told the five masters, and they agree that she will follow you. ”

"Huh?" Feng Qingyan was stunned.

"Hey, hey, hey, the nest has to follow the master." The side face of the elf rubbed against Feng Qingyan's arm.

"She has to follow you, and the leaders can't help it." The re-arrival smiled helplessly.

Although the elf looks small, but the lethality is very strong, forcibly reversing her behavior will definitely not get any good fruit to eat, and when she came back to persuade those people, they had no choice but to agree.

After that, he left the elf at the inn, and he planned to find Feng Qingyan, and then found the restaurant by exploring, and then saw her half-drunk.

Knowing the general course of the matter, and then looking at the elf's pleading with a trace of pity in his eyes, Feng Qingyan reluctantly compromised, "Okay, it's just one more person to eat and drink, and it's enough to raise another one." ”

"Ah, master, you're the best!" The elf hugged her and screamed, looking how excited she was.

Feng Qingyan smiled helplessly.

"Knock knock knock—" At this moment, there was a knock on the door three times, and the re-arrival said "I'll take a look" and walked over and opened the door, while a man stood outside.

When Feng Qingyan looked over, he happened to see that person, it was the master of Tianji Pavilion-Fu Jinyan.

And Fu Jinyan just saw her at a glance, maybe he didn't expect her to be here, or he was so undressed and sitting on someone else's bed without clothes, so his expression looked a little stunned.

At the same time, he walked out of the room quickly, and quickly closed the door, leaving no gaps, and the next moment Fu Jinyan couldn't see everything in the room.

For Feng Qingyan, the explanation of the return is: "The pavilion lord should also know that the city lord of Lan Tilt is not only the city lord of the ghost clan, but also the county lord of my majesty of the Nanyue Kingdom, so what is the matter, there is no need to talk about it in the main hall." ”

Fu Jinyan nodded, indicating that he understood.

In the room—

Feng Qingyan thought about the identities of the two of them, and thought about it, if it was the great prince of Nanyue who came back and Fu Jinyan was the pavilion master of the Tianji Pavilion of the Lintian Kingdom, then what did they do together? Could it be that they are friends in a foreign country?

Without thinking much about it, Feng Qingyan looked at the elf who was holding her arm and didn't let go, she reached out and held the elf in front of her, and asked her with a smile: "Hey, elf, what's your name?" Can you tell me? ”

"I ......" As soon as he said this, the elf who was still happy instantly quieted down, and then shook his head with his big eyes: "Master, I forgot." ”

She looked a little aggrieved, and Feng Qingyan suddenly remembered that she had said that she had lost a lot of memories, so she should have forgotten her name together.

"Then I'll get you a new one now, it's called Liuying." This name suddenly appeared in Feng Qingyan's mind, and then he chanted a poem: "Silver candle autumn light cold painting screen, light Luo small fan fluttering fireflies." ”

The elf is very small, only as tall as one of her heads, with a double bun on her head, tied with a pink ribbon with flower decorations, a thin body, wearing a pink dress, and a pair of wings that converge behind her are as thin as cicada wings, like an ancient elf in the game, and it is really appropriate to give her the name "Liuhua".

"Wow, the master is so good, I have a name, I will be called Liuying in the future." Hotaru happily broke free from her grasp, then spread her wings and flew closer to her, slowly approaching her and kissing the tip of her nose.

Feeling soft, Feng Qingyan couldn't help but show a smile, but he thought in his heart: I will have a company in the future.

Fu Jinyan's arrival made Feng Qingyan realize that it might not be good for him to stay here like this, so he quickly got out of bed, picked up the set of clothes that he had prepared for the revisit, and put them on after making sure that there was no problem.

She opened the door and walked over, and Liuying followed her with her wings, and when she closed the door and was about to go to say goodbye to Chong Xin, she happened to see Gou Yao walking towards this side, holding a sword in her hand, looking cold.

"Where?" She raised her eyebrows coldly and asked her.

"It's time for me to go." Feng Qingyan walked over to Gou Yao and asked her again, "Where is your son?" ”

She was wearing a long, wide-sleeved dress, red silk fabric, thin as gauze, but it was not cold at all in this winter day, and it was obviously not ordinary clothes.

And because this dress will automatically shrink according to the size of the figure, the size is not inappropriate at all.

The long skirt hung down to her ankles, and the hem was wide, and with every step she took, she could create a circle of swaying ripples, unfolding like a blooming flower.

"Childe doesn't have time to see you now." Gou Yao held the sword in her arms and stood in place looking at her disapnoyingly.

"Oh." Feng Qingyan responded very perfunctorily, walked to the side of the corridor, leaned his back lightly against the wooden railing, and said, "Then I'll wait for him here." ”

Gou Yao looked away, ignored her, turned around and leaned against the wall of the room with her back, holding the sword in her arms.

Feng Qingyan turned sideways and quietly glanced out of the railing she was leaning on, she was in an inn at the moment, in the corridor on the second floor, there were many people coming and going on the first floor, and the sky outside was already dark at some point.

She was so drunk that she got drunk until it was dark.

Retracting her gaze, she quietly looked at Gou Yao again, and found that she was leaning against the wall, and under the black cloak was a tight-fitting outfit in black, much like a killer, cold and cool.

It's just that Feng Qingyan found that every time Gou Yao saw herself, she had a very displeased and indifferent face, as if she owed her eight hundred taels of silver.

A man walked by on the other side, and when he saw Feng Qingyan's side face, a pair of lustful eyes stared directly at her, and kept leaning towards her, looking up and down at her slender figure outlined by the dress.

It was easy to catch a glimpse of him out of the corner of her eye, this kind of scumbag, Feng Qingyan could detect his approach even if she didn't look at it, but she didn't act immediately.

If he really dares to do it, then she must let him taste what it means to be cut off from a grandchild.