Facing Deacon Yu's questioning, Zhao Feichen was stunned and said: "It's true that I was newly promoted a few days ago, and I didn't pass the government election, what is it that I am not a candidate?" ”

Deacon Yu's face turned green when he heard this, and said in his heart that I had spent ten years of hard work from a scholar to a cultivator, and I was already known as a rare genius. Not long after you became a Selector, you used the unique Scattered Spirit Rope of the cultivators, and you almost broke my talisman magic weapon? Who are you coaxing?

He said with a dark face: "Your Excellency, a cultivator, who left a good front door and didn't leave, had to sneak in through the back door, and pretended to be a candidate, what is his intention?" ”

Zhao Feichen said helplessly: "Miss Guan didn't tell me that this is the palace, if you want to say that she is sneaky, she is also sneaky, what do you have to do with me!" ”

Deacon Yu was also stunned, and said with his sleeves brushed: "Which is right and which is wrong, this deacon will ask Miss Guan for advice." Since Your Excellency is a monk, you should also receive due courtesy, before the matter is investigated, as long as you do not leave the palace without permission, and do not enter the inner garden without permission, you can enjoy the male guest garden at will, hum! Yu took his leave. ”

It can be seen that the monks really have a status and enjoy many privileges.

No matter how unhappy Deacon Yu is with Zhao Feichen, he can't use the attitude towards the selection of a scholar to target a cultivator, even if he loses face in front of his subordinates this time, he can only endure this breath. When he went out, he slammed the door slam on to show his displeasure, but that was all.

"Brother Feichen, your feet are bleeding again......" He Qiao'er saw that Zhao Feichen's tampons wrapped in toes were soaked in blood, and hurriedly reached out to support him.

Zhao Feichen sighed, only then did he feel the pain in his heart, staggered back to the bed, and said with a wry smile: "I'm really a declining star, I can't get rid of it wherever I go." ”

He Qiao'er didn't know how to comfort him, so she reached over and gently medicated and bandaged gently.

For the next three days, the two of them seemed to be about to be forgotten, except for someone who brought the food on time, no one came to the door, and even the maids and maids who passed by along the way hurried by with their heads bowed, as if the room was haunted.

Zhao Feichen was afraid of bumping into Feng Yudu, even if his foot injury was almost healed, he never dared to go out, and he didn't even dare to stay in the yard, which was actually no different from house arrest.

Early this morning, Zhao Feichen was eating breakfast without knowing anything, and there was a sudden sound of giggling outside the front yard, which sounded very familiar, He Qiaoer's hearing was particularly keen, her ears moved, and she said in a low voice: "It seems to be Guan Xiaoniang, what is she doing at this time?" Do you want to apologize to Brother Feichen? ”

Zhao Feichen hurriedly came to the window and looked out with He Qiao'er squeezing their faces.

Guan Feige led a young woman in a red-edged and black dress, walked lightly from the garden side by side, and happened to walk to the small stream stone bridge separating the women's and men's courts.

Guan Feige smiled and said Yan Yan, as if she was saying something, but the woman in the black dress on the side was silent, her indifferent eyes were high, and she didn't know whether she was looking at the sky or the clouds, anyway, she didn't look at people, and her beautiful face couldn't hide the cold and arrogant temperament revealed from her bones.

Zhao Feichen almost cried out, and hurriedly covered his mouth with both hands, his heart pounding. This woman is actually the heart of the wind and the night! The black mud swamp helped him stop the peeping in the tube, and he didn't know his whereabouts and didn't know whether he was alive or dead!

He turned his mind and remembered that in addition to being the divine attendant of the Wind God Temple, Feng Yexin was also the daughter of the Wind Ling King, and it was certainly not surprising that he appeared in the Wind Ling Palace, although it was unexpected, but it was reasonable.

Guan Feige and Feng Yexin paced across the stone bridge on the stream, and gradually approached the small courtyard where Zhao Feichen lived, and the appearance of the two girls became clearer.

Guan Feige was dressed in a beautiful dress, unexpectedly beautiful, if you didn't listen to the laughter, there was no way to connect the current girl who looked elegant and refined with the sloppy Guan Xiaoniang before.

The heart of the wind is still so cold as frost, the only difference from the past is that there is a fiery red turban on the head, which completely covers the eye-catching wind tattoo on the forehead, and the two scarf tails are swaying with the wind behind the head, lining the black hair and whiter the face, just like a fairy in the wind.

Zhao Feichen suddenly felt in his heart that the Wind God Temple was a taboo in Fengling River, so even if Feng Yexin came here, he had to cover up the logo of the Wind God Temple on his forehead. At the same time, he was very strange, since the Wind God Temple was a taboo in the Wind God River, how could the Wind Spirit King allow his daughter to become the god of the Wind God Temple?

The voices of the two women talking gradually became clearer.

“…… It's really rare that Sister Yexin is willing to come home. Guan Feige covered his mouth and chuckled: "You don't see how happy Uncle Feng is." ”

Feng Yexin's face was indifferent, and he said: "He will be happy, I'm afraid it's because he sees you, the future daughter-in-law, what does it have to do with me?" ”

Zhao Feichen was stunned when he heard this, and he couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart: "Guan Feige is actually Feng Yudu's fiancée?" Still...... It's really a flower stuck in cow dung, but it's a pity. ”

Guan Feige happened to walk to the place where Zhao Feichen's window could be seen at this time, glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, and said with a smile: "Sister Yexin said that she laughed, Uncle Feng didn't think Feige was naughty, and he made trouble for his old man, and Feige felt very lucky." ”

Feng Yexin looked at her very keenly, and her beautiful eyes froze. Zhao Feichen was startled and subconsciously shrank his head.

Guan Feige had already withdrawn his gaze from the window, staring at Feng Yexin without blinking. She thought in her heart that Zhao Feichen was the doorman of the Wind Demon Palace, and her status was not low, of course she wanted to see how Feng Yexin would react when she saw Zhao Feichen.

Feng Yexin seemed to have never known Zhao Feichen, turned her beautiful eyes away as if nothing had happened, and said lightly: "Unconsciously walked to the Men's Garden, it is better to turn around." ”

Guan Feige said with a smile: "Now that there are distinguished guests visiting the palace, it is Feige's life-saving benefactor, since he happened to come over, if he doesn't say hello, it will inevitably make the benefactor feel that Feige is rude." ”

Feng Yexin said lightly: "You want to go with you, I'm not interested." ”

Guan Feige said coquettishly: "Sister Yexin is also the master of the palace!" It's all here, so I'll accompany Feige to entertain the guests! ”

Feng Yexin looked indifferent and noncommittal, and she couldn't tell what she was thinking in her heart at all.

Zhao Feichen shrank under the window, his scalp tingling and peeking at the two women approaching slowly, he didn't know what he was afraid of.

His first impression of Feng Yexin is actually very good, especially after knowing that he is the god worshiped by the Wind God Temple through the "Dull Dust" system, it is inevitable to be secretly vain, secretly thinking that your chick is always a cold and arrogant appearance with no one in her eyes, and one day you will know my identity, and you must not be scared to the ground?

However, he couldn't stand Fei Xian and Guan Zhongpiao's successive renderings of the evil of the Wind Demon Temple, and he actually found that the people of Fenglingchuan did hate the Wind God Temple to the core.

All kinds of emotions are complicated and mixed, so that Zhao Feichen doesn't know how to face the wind at all. If I had to describe this feeling, it might be a bit similar to homesickness...... I hope that everything about the Wind Demon Temple is a lie, and I am afraid that those evil deeds are true.

…… z=z^2+c……