Chapter 407

"You squeak, the ghost knows what the hell you're squeaking..."Feng Yunyao couldn't help but step forward and beat it.

"Squeak" I don't want to either!

"Okay, I'll take you in, and by the way, I'll help you cultivate as soon as possible, you're really lucky to meet me..."

Little White Fox: What about the festival?

Regarding the white eyes of the little white fox that almost couldn't be rolled back, Feng Yunyao said that he had ignored it.

"You spend here first, I'm going to take a bath, if you can, I hope you don't come out, it's good to come, after all, some of us generals haven't eaten meat for a long time, if you're afraid of being caught and roasted, just wait here for me to come back"

After the words fell, he lifted the tent and left, leaving a fox alone.

Little White Fox: Foxes also have to take a bath, okay?

Obviously, it's too late.

Lying on the bed in discouragement, rolling around, hum, see that I don't stink your bed, indicating that I haven't taken a shower for several days.

Feng Yunyao found a hidden place, and after setting up an enchantment around it, she took off her clothes and threw them on the shore, and jumped into the river.

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"Lord Divine Venerable, the Jade Heavenly Stone has brought" An immortal wearing a purple purple stone with a white delicate white light on his hands.

The person on the chair stepped forward, waved his sleeves, and the white light on the jade disappeared, gradually revealing a blurred figure, with a white back and skin like snow fat......

"Get out!" Holding the jade in his hand, he said two words with an expressionless face, and when the immortal official heard this, the pores of his whole body shrank, and he was really afraid that he would beat him to ashes in a rage, so he crawled out——。

Reaching out to touch the jade, this back, he recognized it at a glance, it was Yaoyao's, his Yaoyao, how long had he not seen it? Half? A year? He looks for her every day, and every night before going to sleep, he is used to painting a portrait of her, but every time he looks at it, he always feels that it does not look like a real person, he knows that the 'she' in the painting is not moving, what he wants is her who is alive.

He missed her so much.

"If you don't let me find it again, I don't know when we'll see each other again, Yaoyao," she stroked and murmured.

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Feng Yunyao only felt that her back was burning, as if she was being stared at by someone, and her eyes were too hot.

She finally couldn't help but turn around and couldn't see anything, but for some reason her heart fell and her sight disappeared.

"Ugly am I suspicious? No one can get in at all."

After staying for a while, she went ashore to get dressed, smoothed her soaked hair, and walked to the barracks, feeling a stabbing pain under her feet, Feng Yunyao's face changed, it seemed that she had forgotten something, her ankle was injured, and it was very serious, she pressed the pain in order to save people, and now she took a bath, her spirit was relaxed, and the pain of the pressure rushed out, and she hissed in pain, hey, she can forget these things, it is not easy......

The injured area can not be wet, rub!

He shuffled his feet and walked cautiously.

Teleported to the front of the barracks, saw a white shadow not far away, and subconsciously shouted: "Xiaozheng!" ”

Nalan Zhengyang was looking for Feng Yunyao to find a seven-hole smoke, and when he heard the voice, he was overjoyed, so he turned around and ran towards Feng Yunyao.

"Boss!"

"Hmm."

"Boss... What's wrong with you, boss, your face is so pale! ”

I didn't raise you in vain! Didn't teach you in vain! Know how to look at people's faces!

"I was hurt a little on the way to save you... However, if it gets a little wet, I'm afraid it's a bit serious..."

When Nalan Zhengyang heard this, his face immediately changed.

"Boss, where did you get hurt, boss? Chief? Nalan Zhengyang circled around Feng Yunyao.

"Feet."

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Yes, I'm excessive, yes, I'm excessive, I don't explain anyway, I don't have anything to say about abandoning the book, one sentence: don't keep it.

I endure it in order to save the manuscript? In order to save a new article, I also endure it? You enjoy ...... Let's talk about it.