Painting 2014-5-3113:00:18

"Qu Mei, people, more beautiful" A bewitching queen's voice sounded, and Feng Yunyao raised her eyes suddenly.

It was a man who was more beautiful than a woman, with fine yellow silk clothes, flying black hair, red lips and white teeth, jade-like skin, lazy eyes, picturesque eyebrows, looking at an unreal feeling, although beautiful, but, in her eyes, there was a little bit of inadequacy, and she couldn't tell what it was.

"Emperor Rong" Everyone exclaimed, how did Rong Chen's evil god come here again, a few times ago, he kidnapped a few princesses with good looks, and he came back today.

The queen's and the emperor's faces darkened, and they stared at him with some anger: "I don't know that Emperor Rong is also here, and I will miss the distance~" The emperor said with a dark face.

"Well, don't be polite, beauty, this emperor, I have taken a fancy to you~" Emperor Rong ignored the emperor, flashed directly to Feng Yunyao's side, picked up a strand of hair, put it between his nose, sniffed it gently, and opened his mouth in a good mood.

Feng Yunyao glared at him, slapped his hand away, and flashed behind Feng Qianjun with the guqin, she was extremely bored.

"It's your business that you like me, I don't like you," Feng Yunyao said cruelly.

"It's so sad, the woman Bendi wants is generally impossible to escape the palm of Bendi~" He threw a wink, and the tone full of enchantresses rang out loudly at the banquet.

"I don't care if you have five finger mountains or eighteen dragons, don't play tricks with me, otherwise you will lose so much that you will have no face to go home to see your mother," Feng Yunyao said with a pout.

Rong Chen raised his eyebrows, he didn't understand what she said, Mom, it's a fresh word, listening to this, his mind to kidnap Feng Yunyao was even stronger, and he thought he was a weak beauty.

I didn't expect ......

It must be fun to catch it.

Seeing his playful eyes, Feng Yunyao couldn't help but roll her eyes, it's fun, isn't it~ so fun, I'll play with you too~

A touch of cunning flashed under his eyes, and his big smart eyes flashed and flashed, and he looked cute and moving.

Feeling the slight strength of the fighting spirit around the person behind him, Feng Qianjun's face turned dark, this little guy is thinking about calculating others again, it's just ......

Suddenly looked at Emperor Rong, who was flirting with several high-class women, and said silently, alas, ask for more blessings.

Nangong Wuheng smiled lightly, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened from time to time, and the holy words: Little woman, it is difficult to raise, it is better to offend a gentleman than a little woman.

And this little woman belongs to the category of Feng Yunyao, and he is becoming more and more interested in Feng Yunyao.

I found a place to sit down, held the qin, and gently stroked the guqin with my hand, the familiar and excited mood hit again, this guqin, could it be that it was worn with her?

Xi Yuan didn't know when he stood beside him, silently looked at the guqin in his young lady's arms, and said leisurely: "Miss, this is a black-haired white-clothed boy asked the slave maid to bring it to you" Thinking of the black-haired white-clothed man she met on the way to find the guqin, she still belongs to a kind of freeze frame.

'Ask the world, how many men are so dusty, immortal temperamental, clean, and comfortable? Moreover, if he were to sit here, he would almost be better than a cadre of people and so on.

Ink Hair ...... Also white!!

Bastard master?!

Didn't he go back to Changbai Divine Mountain, why did he still send the qin, his eyes were slippery, and in his mind, there were all kinds of thoughts.

"Xi'er, did he say anything when he gave you the piano?" Feng Yunyao squinted and asked, did he simply come to deliver the qin? This is impossible, no one has as clear about his personality as she Feng Yunyao!

"Oh, by the way, he confessed, don't get too close to the emperor, he is an old immortal, as for Emperor Wuheng, he said, you can't get too close to him" Xiyuan replied depressedly.

What the! Can't get too close to the emperor! Still old and not dead? So what is he? Could it be a 10,000-year-old demon?

Don't get too close to Nangong Wuheng! He's his apprentice! Why didn't he even allow him to be a disciple - could it be that Nangong Wuheng once robbed him of his first love? Bah! can't help but spray himself to death with a mouthful of saliva, is it possible for the apprentice to rob the master's wife?

patted his head, trembled, all kinds of doubts, all kinds of thoughts, all kinds of ideas, all kinds of doubts, all kinds of surprises, alas~ His old man must have been cuckolded by his wife, otherwise how could he treat her so much... Treated?

"Miss? Miss! Stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Feng Yunyao, and when he saw her sluggish appearance, he called out a few times.

Feng Yunyao irritably patted away the pig's trotters dangling in front of her, "What else did you order?" Then he asked.

"He said, help him take good care of the guqin, and give it back to him when we meet in the future" This sentence of regret completely angered Feng Yunyao.

"And then? ……”

"And then, with a thud, he ascended to heaven—"

Ascension...... Ascension, ascension, ascension, ascension...... (N words omitted here)

There seemed to be thousands of *** shouting in unison in her mind, and Feng Yunyao suddenly froze with anger! Why didn't he just die and ascend to heaven!