What's the use of coming without that person's 'place'?

Feng Qianxi raised the corner of his 'lips' a little self-deprecatingly, just let him be stupid one last time, as Feng Yan said, everything will return to its 'original place'. For more recent chapters, visit: .

There was a sudden burst of heart-rending cramping in his heart, like a big palm tearing hard, and he couldn't help but want to tremble and spasm.

Cold sweat suddenly crawled all over his smooth forehead, and Feng Qianxi forcibly swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat, trying not to let Feng Yan find out about his abnormality-

"Kaede, if it's okay, you can go first, I think, be alone and be quiet."

He disguised it very well, and even his voice was as flat as ever.

In addition, he was sitting with his head bowed now, but Feng Yan was standing, so naturally he couldn't see his facial expression at this time.

Feng Yan glanced at him, and saw that he kept his head down, and said in his heart that maybe it would be better to give him a little more time, so he no longer pressed 'force': "Okay, I'll go to find out the whereabouts of the remaining Erzhu, you can take care of yourself."

Sighing lightly, he didn't procrastinate, shook his body, and disappeared into the pavilion.

Poof-

As soon as Feng Yan's front foot left, Feng Qianxi could no longer hold back the heart-cone-like pain, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, instantly staining his moon-white 'colored' clothes and the white 'jade' guqin in front of him.

Tightly covering his 'chest', Feng Qianxi smiled a little helplessly, it seems that this body has finally reached the end of the crossbow.

The sound of clothes fluttering in the wind sounded, Feng Qianxi endured the severe pain and listened carefully, and the curvature of the 'lips' became higher and higher unconsciously.

Secretly pinched a trick, and the blood stains on the placket and guqin disappeared in an instant, so clean that there was no trace left.

Even the jaw, which was originally stained red with blood, was as if it had just been cleaned, and the whole person returned to its usual nobility and dust-free appearance.

As soon as he finished all this, a snow-white 'colored' figure had already appeared in front of the pavilion, and it landed on the position where Fang Fengyan had stood.

"Is it really you?" Yun Weiyang frowned unhappily, and an imperceptible sneer crossed his cold eyes.

It's really a narrow road!

She said, except for the person in front of her, there is really no one in this world who can play the piano that can capture people's souls in minutes.

If you talk about this alone, Yun Weiyang really admires him.

But it's just admiration, the so-called good feelings she once had for him have disappeared as early as when she took off the black 'colored' scarf!

But then again, what the hell is he trying to make a fuss about? I didn't sleep in the middle of the night, playing the piano and playing Kong Ming lanterns here, don't tell her that he is really sad now!

Sad?

Oh, she really doesn't know how much of the person in front of her is real, how much is false, and which role is she playing at this moment!

Looking up at the Kong Ming lantern in the sky above his head, Yun Weiyang couldn't help but sneer: "His Royal Highness King Xiang is really interested, and he never forgets to cultivate his feelings all the time, which is really admirable to the little 'girl'!" ”

Between the words, the ridicule is overflowing.

Feng Qianxi smiled indifferently and was noncommittal.

Seeing him like this, Yun Weiyang was a little uncertain in his heart-

If she fights alone, she is not his opponent at all now, and the reason why she can win during the day is that on the one hand, she has the two right-hand men of Huo Xi and Zi Ling.

On the other hand, it was because of his own sudden onset of chronic illness, otherwise, I am afraid that it would be difficult to take him down with the strength of the three of them.