The sky gradually turned white, Feng Tian opened his eyes and sat up from the bed. She tied two daggers to her calves, hid several long needles around her waist, and hung two colored silk balls on them, and then put on a moon-white moire robe.

Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Feng Tian tied his long black hair on the top of his head with a crown of jade hair, and put a mustache on his lips, and then looked at the bronze mirror with satisfaction.

Xiuyun came to Feng Tian's room after breakfast, and knocked lightly on the door.

Feng Tian walked over, opened the door, and looked at Xiuyun.

Seeing Feng Tian but seeing a handsome man standing in front of her, Xiuyun was taken aback, her face was slightly red, and she turned around and wanted to leave.

"Xiuyun, where are you going?" Feng Tian smiled faintly.

Hearing Feng Tian's voice, Xiuyun was taken aback, she turned her head to look at Feng Tian for a while, and only then did she react after half a salary.

"Oh, you're ......"

Feng Tian looked around, shook his head gently at Xiuyun, turned sideways to let her into the room, and looked at her.

"How? Miss Xiuyun, can you still recognize me? ”

Xiuyun shook her head lightly and said with a smile: "Back to the Holy Maiden, Xiuyun didn't recognize the Holy Maiden at all. It turns out that the saint dressed as a man is so good-looking. ”

Feng Tian smiled: "Very good, you go change your clothes!" I think you must look good in men's clothes. ”

"Ah, I don't ......," a girl shook her head.

Feng Tian didn't care if she wanted it or not, she took off Xiuyun's dress in three or two times, and changed into a gray-blue short robe and wide-legged trousers of the same color. Then he tore off the silver hairpin that she had inserted diagonally into her bun, tied her long hair with a headband, and then looked at her with satisfaction.

"Yes, let's go out!"

Xiuyun looked at herself dressed as a boy in the bronze mirror, and felt a little awkward, Feng Tian shouted at her again, and she looked at Feng Tian.

"Holy Maiden, your injuries have not healed yet, where are we going?"

"Go and meet that Xuan Wangye!" A hint of hatred flashed in Feng Tian's eyes.

"Ah, what ......"

Before Xiuyun could react, he had already been pulled out of the inn by Feng Tian and came to the most lively main street in the capital of the Qihu Kingdom.

Feng Tian faintly knew the general situation in King Xuan's Mansion from the information left by the original owner, she roughly identified the direction, and pulled Xiuyun straight towards King Xuan's Mansion.

Nangong Jin, the auxiliary political king of the Daqi Kingdom, did not find the whereabouts of the Snow Mist Saintess in the imperial city, so he planned to go to the surrounding area of the Hu Kingdom to find out. Early in the morning, he said goodbye to Yin Tianzheng and left the imperial city.

As he reached the bustling main street outside the Imperial City, a woman in ragged clothes ran towards him and fell to his knees.

"Childe, Childe, I haven't eaten in a few days, please give me some broken silver!"

Nangong Jin was worried about Feng Tian's safety and didn't want to cause trouble, so he glanced at Rong Zheng beside him, Rong Zheng took out the money bag, took out a tael of silver from it, and handed it to the woman.

The woman stood up and thanked Nangong Jin, taking advantage of her unpreparedness, she suddenly pulled the money bag in Rong Zheng's hand and ran forward.

"Female thief, stop!" After a low roar, Nangong Jinmo's pupils tightened, and he stretched out his hand to grab the woman.

The woman turned around and smiled at Nangong Jin, flexibly dodged away, and threw the money bag in her hand forward, and the money bag fell firmly into the hands of a man not far away. The man squeezed his eyes at Nangong Jin and ran forward.

"Rongzheng, look at that woman." Nangong Jin shouted at Rongzheng.

"Lord Wang, what about you?" Rong Zheng looked at his master.

"This king is going to catch the thief."

"But ......"

Before Rong Zheng's words were finished, Nangong Jin had already run forward. In a few moments, he was in front of a luxurious mansion on the main street.

"Xuanwang Mansion! This king has come here! Nangong Jin shook his head, turned around and just wanted to walk away, but was hit by a person and almost fell.

"Don't you walk with long eyes?" The other party shouted at Nangong Jin in a sharp voice.

"You, it's obvious that you hit this king, and you are so arrogant, it's unreasonable." Nangong Jin frowned and glared at the other party angrily.

It was Feng Tian who bumped into Nangong Jin, Feng Tian asked Xiuyun to watch the wind for herself not far from Xuanwang's Mansion, and then she hurriedly walked outside Xuanwang's Mansion to find a way to infiltrate Xuanwang's Mansion, but she didn't expect to be careless and bumped into someone else.

Hearing that the other party not only did not admit his mistake, but also scolded himself for being unreasonable, Feng Tian was a little annoyed, she raised her head, looked at the person, and took a deep breath when she saw the handsome face of the person opposite.

Oh my God, how can this man be so good-looking. The little stars who performed in the amphitheater were half as good as him. Look at it, these facial features, this outline, is simply a work of art, plus he is extravagant, which is completely in line with the image of the perfect male god in the minds of girls in the 21st century!

Feng Tian looked at the man as if admiring a work of art, completely forgetting his embarrassing situation at this time.

Seeing a big man looking at him like this, Nangong Jin's face showed a hint of displeasure, he took a few steps closer to Feng Tian, and his ink eyes darkened: "Bold maniac, dare to look directly at this king like this." ”

"You, what kind of king are you? Well, this king, I just think of you as a work of art. I'm telling you, don't think about it, I'm a decent man. Feng Tian glanced at the man with a straight face.

"What? Artwork? A certain man's good-looking sword eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Hey, forget it, ancient men were really difficult to communicate."

Feng Tian saw that the person in front of him was difficult to communicate, and planned to leave first, and then find a way to blend into the Xuanwang Mansion, but when he just turned around, he heard the person shouting at him.

"Stop!"

Feng Tian looked back at him and asked.

"Well, that king, are you okay?"

"What is your purpose by standing outside King Xuan's mansion sneakily?" Nangong Jin half-squinted, looking at the handsome man in front of him.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm just...... Wait, what do you ask this for? And what is your relationship with the people in this house? Feng Tian pointed to the Xuanwang Mansion not far away.

"Naturally, you are an acquaintance, what do you want to do?"

"I just want to ......"

Halfway through the words, Feng Tian stopped talking. The person in front of her was extravagant, and it should be easy to follow him into the Xuanwang Mansion, after thinking about it, she took out a silk ball from her waist and shook it in front of Nangong Jin's eyes.

"I am your attendant, and now I will enter the Xuanwang Mansion with you."

Nangong Jin nodded lightly: "You are the attendant of this king, and now you will enter the Xuanwang Mansion with this king." ”

After saying this, Nangong Jin turned around and walked towards King Xuan's Mansion.

Faintly, Feng Tian always felt that something was not right, this man should not be such an easy person to control, but in order to blend into that mansion, she didn't think so much, so she followed, and entered the Xuanwang Mansion with Nangong Jin.

There are many eyes and ears in Xuanwangfu, and Nangong Jin's legs have just crossed the high threshold of Xuanwangfu, and Yin Shaoxuan has already brought more than ten of his personal guards to him.

"This king is thinking, how did the cyclamen in this mansion open today, it turned out to be the visit of King Jin." Yin Shaoxuan showed a strange smile.

Nangong Jin had a faint smile on his handsome face, and he nodded slightly at Yin Shaoxuan.

"Xuan Xiao Wang Ye and this king have such a tacit understanding, this king just came on the front foot, Xuan Xiao Wang Ye greeted him on the back foot, it seems that there is really a brotherhood between the two countries of Qihu and Daqi!"

As soon as Nangong Jin's words fell, he heard a chuckle behind him. He tilted his head slightly and glared at the man behind him.

Feng Tian lowered his head, not looking at Nangong Jin's ink pupils that seemed to be deep, and only muttered to himself in his heart.

"This person is really witty, he just came, and he threw out a brother card at Yin Shaoxuan. In this way, is Yin Shaoxuan embarrassed to embarrass him? Yin Shaoxuan, I see how you are still angry. ”

Noticing the attendant following behind Nangong Jin, Yin Shaoxuan frowned slightly, and he walked towards Feng Tian, his eyes full of yin owls swept lightly over her face.

"Why does this attendant beside King Jin look familiar?" Yin Shaoxuan narrowed his eyes.

Seeing Yin Shaoxuan looking at herself like this, Feng Tian's already lowered head hung even lower, but even so, she still felt the coldness emanating from Yin Shaoxuan's body, and she slowly clenched her fists, ready to fight.