This rather bizarre combination entered the courtyard one after the other, Mo Chen in the corner and the attendant on the tree took a look, and went out to guard the door consciously.

As soon as the two of them left, Wu Tianxing immediately let go of Ye Lingyi's wrist and sat down at the stone table under the old pear tree.

Ye Lingyi pinched her sore wrist, and frowned slightly when she turned around, there are many bad places in her body, her skin is too tender, and the slightest red mark will be difficult to get rid of for many days, and it will be a trouble for the "housekeeper" to see it.

I had to borrow a gap between making tea in the house—she was the owner of the house—and let Garfield watch it take care of it.

Ye Lingyi brought out the first cup of tea she made for others in her life, and sat uninvited opposite Wu Tianxing, without half the consciousness of the juniors.

The afternoon sun is good, and the scenery in the courtyard is good, which is suitable for chatting, but Wu Tianxing always stared at Ye Ling and didn't speak.

Ye Lingyi also seemed to have forgotten that there was another person opposite, almost fused into a painting with the old pear behind her, knowing that the wind was rising, and the pear blossom of her arrow, which had already fallen leaves, was blown into the white porcelain cup in front of her.

The sound of the water cracking in the extremely shallow water.

This scene seems familiar, like that evening in the capital, in the Chaohua Palace, the petal of stubborn peach blossoms, all the way from the imperial garden, and finally got what he wanted into the mouth of the fairy jade.

Ye Ling smiled suddenly, took the teacup and drank it all without any care, ending the act of being a background board.

"Are you thinking about what to use to speak to me?" Ye Lingyi opened his mouth to speak, but in this life, probably only Feng Xiyuan can see that the person who opened his mouth is not really "Ye Lingyi" in the strict sense.

The killer of the Dark Empire is on a mission, and the requirements for disguise are not limited to external appearances, and the perfect imitation of character during the mission execution is a compulsory course.

It's just the behavior pattern of the original body of the character that Ye Ling simulated at this time-

"If you are an uncle, but as soon as your next words come out, this "uncle" is uncertain, and whether your nephew still recognizes you is unknown; But if it weren't for your uncle's identity, you would have no position to persuade me, a person whose cultivation, status, and status is higher than yours, to leave him. ”

"Ye Lingyi" leaned over and slowly put down the teacup, his hand was not withdrawn for a long time, and his upper body leaned forward for a long time to finish speaking, so he raised his eyes, his aura was fully opened, and there was not much majesty of a high-ranking power, but it was just a noble and graceful elegance in itself, coupled with the impact of the previous language, which made Wu Tianxing, a battle-hardened former number one god general in the mainland, stand up from the table in a flash!

"Ye Lingyi" chuckled, slowly sat upright, and slowly finished her question: "Yes and no?" ”

"You ——!" Wu Tianxing's eyes were full of shock at this moment, and so was his heart. It's just that he can't figure out where this indescribable instinctive shock comes from, and it can only be attributed to the fact that the girl raised by the family is young and cultivated, and she can even collide here with momentum.

For many years, it is inevitable that he will be rigid in temperament, Wu Tianxing realized that this is to figure out the front and back, and sat back with a flick of his sleeves, this time it is not the military might of the imperial marshal and the first general, but the pure killing atmosphere that has been gathered on the battlefield for many years.

He dared to release it like this, he was naturally sure, Feng Xiyuan couldn't fight him in this regard alone, let alone a pampered hairy girl.

However...... Outcome? The result is, of course, unsuspenseful.

With the murderous aura around him rising several times and several times, "Ye Lingyi" has always sat upright. By the time Wu Tianxing's aura reached its peak, Mo Chen and the others outside the courtyard had already swept ten feet away, and "Ye Lingyi" was still a non-aggressive look, and everything fell silent.

After that, she suddenly sighed in this scene out of place and out of style: "Uncle, don't work blindly, it's useless, who I want to be with is only up to me, your nephew can't influence it, let alone you?" ”

Saying this, "Ye Lingyi" turned around, caught a complete pear blossom with the tip of his index finger, and then turned his hand without hesitation, letting it flutter down. An act of elegance and refinement.

"Before you met me, he helped the writer for you; After meeting me, he hurt the Wen family for me. You value the Seventh Master, and the Seventh Master values the Wen family. Therefore, you don't want to. "Ye Lingyi" turned her body back, and the more she spoke, the longer the time lasted, the micro-expressions on her face became more vivid, and the impurity-free eyes faintly flashed with a compelling sharpness: personality simulation, not without a situation out of control.

"But have you ever thought about it, the seventh master is wise, and he knows you very much, why do you want to tell you about the big array? At this moment, your actions are not at all unexpected by the Seventh Master, so why does he want to see you and me '-for-tat'? Is the Seventh Master willing to see you angry, and is willing to embarrass you in the middle? Or is he trying to tell you something? ”

"Ye Lingyi" dipped his index finger in tea and painted on the stone table, and his voice was dyed with a deliberately confusing tenderness: "After the concubine leaves, even if you are tired of the court, you are still in the army, and you are still the first god general of the famous continent, until you meet the seventh master." What is your external identity now? ”

The wind comes with a sound, and the wind goes silently.

The established goal was achieved, "Ye Lingyi" slowly closed her eyes, and when she opened her eyes again, she put away all the edges and corners that did not belong to her, and returned to the dullness and coldness of the day.

It's just that she didn't speak again, she has that ability, people are here, but people can subconsciously ignore her existence.

Wu Tianxing, need to be quiet.

The water stains on the stone table gradually dried, but he still saw it, ignoring the domineering font that the dragon and the phoenix danced, Wu Tianxing read the word: Yuan.

Mao girl is only about fifteen years old, but she persuades him to find his original intention in an old man's tone, which is really ......

But I have to admit that the authorities are fascinated, and there are too many things to say, if it weren't for this hairy girl, he didn't know when he would be a bastard!

Wu Tianxing suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and the laughter shook Ye Lingyi, who didn't have time to react, was directly deaf in both ears for a short time!

There is a box on the table, and the sound of the bell in the brain is transmitted, but the person has already flown into the dark.

"Girl, don't worry about you! You tell the stinky boy that I don't need to send someone every year, and I have to ask his seventh brother to help me deal with it, trouble! You just told him that he knew that his mother concubine was the concubine of Emperor Yuansheng, but the sister that Lao Tzu recognized at the beginning was the young master of the demon clan, and no one could tolerate it, and he couldn't tolerate it! ”

It seemed that these words were as the master expected, and Ye Ling sat for a while before reaching out and touching the sandalwood makeup box.

Ye Ling opened the box of unknown origin quite carefully, as far as his fingertips could reach, as far as he could perceive, what was lying in the box was a nine phoenix hairpin.

She remembered that Feng Xiyuan had mentioned to her that the mother concubine was so strong that when she left the skyfall, all the things she used were ordered to be burned down; In the Lanling Palace, the "witch" naturally cannot be left; And in the Garan Demon Domain, Feng Xiyuan stood still for a month without eating or drinking, and the old demon lord did not let him enter Feng Yuyan's former boudoir for a single step.

Therefore, with such a Jiufeng hairpin suddenly in his hand, this kind of weight, Ye Lingyi didn't even know how to hand it over to him.

Fortunately, this issue does not need to be carefully considered.

At the gate of the courtyard, two people appeared.

Wu Tianxing didn't stay at the Wen family at all, Wen Hanmo naturally had channels to know, and he came here to thank him. But it was the unfamiliar footsteps of his Ye Ting, which covered up the sound of the wind brought by Feng Xiyuan's drifting.

Therefore, this nine phoenix hairpin was incompetent in this way that was not planned at all, and then abruptly entered the eyes of Feng Xiyuan.

Wen Hanmo only stood at the gate of the courtyard for a while, and then quietly retreated

Feng Xiyuan was left alone, wanting to enter but shouldn't enter, wandering for a while, this person had no choice but to show some loneliness.

Ye Lingyi paused, and when he reacted, he turned over his hand and clasped the box and stood up.

"The relics left by my uncle, my mother." She didn't have any good words to comfort people, and she didn't have the intention of comforting Feng Xiyuan.

The mother concubine is his eternal sore spot, but it has never been his weakness.

"This is my uncle in the hands of my wife, and I can't stand it for my husband, what does my wife do to me?" The person who floated over the threshold was "upright in his mouth" and reached out to take the gorgeous and flying golden hairpin.

However, before Ye Lingyi could prepare to say a few words to mock him, the person had already floated behind her, and the long hair on her temples was drawn three or two times, and the hairpin reached the back of her head.

It can't be said that this is not like a mockery of her poor tossing a hairpin for half an hour.

Feng Xiyuan's fingers touched the moon face, and he leaned on Ye Lingyi's shoulder and said, "It's very suitable." ”

The two colors complement each other, and the moon will not look abrupt and thin when it is re-formed, but the color on her body is more colorful.

Ye Lingyi relieved his strength and leaned into his arms, which was a rare softness, soothing this person's heart that was not fluctuating but not much calm.

"Then I wear it, but this trouble was caused by you, so you have to wait, let it go and take it off, and I want it to stay safe, you come."