Early the next morning.

The carriage from the National Teacher's Hall came to pick up the people.

Rong Jian came out to see her off, standing alone at the door, lonely, as if watching her daughter get married.

Originally, it was quite sad, but Fuyue couldn't bear it when she thought of this moment.

Waiting for her to come to the National Teacher's Hall and see Dongyu.

Dongyu looked at her with a sad face and raised her eyebrows, and said with a smile: "It's not that you can't see it in your life, why are you so sad?" ”

Fuyue glanced at him faintly and shook her head: "You don't understand, you never understand what it's like for the woman you like to only treat you as a son." ”

Toyo: "...... I really don't understand what you say. ”

The corners of his mouth twitched, looked at Fuyue and said, "So do you really like Rong Jian?" ”

Fuyue didn't speak, lying lazily on the table drinking tea in a daze.

Dongyu looked at her like this, and didn't bother to ask again, after all, he could still see it.

"You sit here for a while, I'll go prepare something and then send someone to call you."

Fuyue nodded, glanced at him lazily, and waited for his back to disappear before she suddenly remembered something.

But seeing that Dongyu was gone, she thought she might as well wait and tell him later.

It didn't take too long for Toyo to prepare things, and soon two servants came to take her there.

Inside the secret room.

After being led in, the two little servants who brought her with her disappeared.

But she didn't pay much attention to it, and went inside.

What caught your eye was the tedious and complicated formations drawn on the ground, and there were even dozens of enchantments.

Fuyue couldn't help but be stunned when she looked at this.

"Does it take so many steps to break the ban?" She stepped forward and sat cross-legged on the futon in the middle of the array.

Dongyu, who was tinkering with magic weapons, heard her words and glared back at her.

"Do you think lifting the ban is a joke? That's going to lead the heavens to thunder and fight the heavens, and if you're not careful, you'll die here. ”

Fuyue immediately shut up, and smiled flatteringly: "Hehe, don't dare, don't dare, senior brother, you're busy." ”

"Hmph, you're going to waste a lot of my high-level magic weapons this time, remember to pay me back when the time comes."

"Senior brother, am I the kind of person who doesn't pay my debts? When the time comes, the good things in my space are still okay for you to choose? ”

When she said this, Dongyu smiled: "This is what you said, don't talk at that time." ”

Fuyue nodded again and again: "Okay, okay, when did I fool you?" ”

While the two were chatting, Dongyu stepped forward and handed her the high-level defensive magic weapon he had refined.

"This thing can help you last for a while, the eight heavenly thunders in front can hold up, and the last and most powerful one has to be resisted by yourself, if you can't hold it, then I can't do it."

Fuyue blinked, looking at the string of bells in his hand, there were nine in total, and the last one was the size of a baby's fist.

Looking at this ugly and strange thing, Fu Yue said jokingly: "These nine bells, there won't be one thunderbolt, right?" ”

Dongyu pulled his lips: "You try?" ”

Fuyue quickly shook her head and said no.

Thinking of Rong Jian's condition, she looked at Dongyu and said, "Senior brother, can I ask you something?" ”

Dongyu didn't raise his eyelids, and said, "Call Qi Yun to diagnose King Jian for you, right?" Needless to say, he'll come. ”

The guy looks steady on the outside, and he likes to join in the fun more than anyone else.

He was trained by his master when he was young, and he was reined in later, but as long as there is a big bustle, he can be seen everywhere.