The banquet didn't end until late at night, but Feng Wu was already about to turn into ice slag.

After the flower god finished saying that it was not quite like it, he left flutteringly, and no one looked at him.

However, since that sentence, Feng Qiqi has been drinking with the corners of his mouth hooked, and he has not stopped drinking one cup at a time.

Moreover, there is no intention of getting drunk at all, and even the more you drink, the more sober you feel.

The whole body exuded the feeling that no one should approach, and Feng Wu next to him was so cold that he kept hiding to the side with Ye Du in his arms.

Only Feng Xiaoba could resist the chill emanating from Feng Qiqi's body.

She's so scared!

Feng Qiqi tilted his head and glanced at Feng Wu, and smiled casually: "Are you afraid? ”

Feng Wu jumped up reflexively: "I'm not afraid!" ”

All she responded to was Feng Qiqi's smile, and then she walked in front with the fairy sword, her chic and wanton appearance was really handsome.

It's just handsome.

Long Yan walked over, looking like he had drunk a lot, and the Martial God walked behind him to protect him.

"Are you alright? What a shuddering laugh! Long Yan pursed his lips and looked at Feng Qiqi's infiltrating smile.

When she was in the world, once she laughed like this, someone would definitely be unlucky.

But this is in the heavenly realm, and any immortal who falls out is stronger than her, but she can be regarded as holding the thickest thighs now, who else dares to look for her!

His eyes vaguely swept around the hosta on Feng Qiqi's bun, looked at the fairy sword she was holding, and shook his head: "Hope is a blessing rather than a curse." ”

Feng Qiqi was already in a bad mood, but after listening to Long Qi's messy words, his mood was even worse.

He looked at Long Yan for three seconds, then showed a beautiful smile and turned his face to look at the Martial God: "I can tell you what Lord Martial God wants to know." ”

“？” Long Yan was stunned for a moment, turned his face to look at the martial god standing behind him, and asked very ignorantly, "Pei Qing, what do you want to know?" ”

The Martial God's eyes were deep, looking at Long Yan in front of him, and then at Feng Qiqi: "Go to the side and say?" ”

The place that the martial god pointed to happened to be the lotus pond of Fengqiqi Station during the day.

When you think of the lotus pond, you will think of Yuanshu, and when you think of Yuanshu, you will think of the god of flowers.

And then the words of the god of flowers: You and her really don't look like you.

would keep circling in Feng Qiqi's mind, making her even more angry.

Then, Feng Qiqi glanced at Long Yan with pity, and walked to the side without hesitation holding the fairy sword.

Then, I saw the pace of the Martial God in the past.

Long Li: Is he being excluded?

The two of them didn't care about Long Yan's rare glass heart, but looked at the swaying lotus flowers in the pond.

"You know what about that? Will you promise to stand behind him all the time? Feng Qiqi held his chin and looked at the Martial God.

"Six thousand years, I waited for him for six thousand years, and he never returned to the heavenly realm to hide from me." The Martial God's low voice seemed to look at Feng Qiqi with a mocking smile.

Feng Qiqi sighed, the saddest thing is to wait, Long Yan is really not a human being, making a person wait for six thousand years.

"What are you going to do in the future?" After all, Feng Qiqi is a friend of Long Li, even if he wants to be angry, he will not care about Long Li's life or death.

What responded to Feng Qiqi was Martial God's silence for a long time, what did he want?

In the past few days, this question has been echoing in his mind every day, and he doesn't know what he really wants to do, what should he do?

Looking at the guy sleeping next to him without heart and lungs, the martial god sometimes really wants to strangle him!