Scanning every corner of the attic again, he only saw the teacup in his hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Dongfang Mo was startled, and immediately put the tea cup on a few cases.

He didn't mind that he drank the spiritual tea that Feng Niangpi had drunk, on the contrary, he was extremely intoxicated with it.

It's just that he suddenly remembered that Feng Niangpi has a quirk, he doesn't like to touch things that others have touched, and every time he reaches out to take something given by others, he will be separated by half an inch in the palm of his hand.

Now that I have not only touched her teacup, but also drunk the spiritual tea she has drunk, how good is this.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo was like sitting on pins and needles, so he immediately got up and paced back and forth, and his heart was up and down.

"That's it, you can't say anything about it."

In just a moment, Dongfang Mo made a decision.

And at this moment, his ears suddenly trembled, and from the direction of the apse, he heard a slight footstep.

Dongfang Mo looked happy, and the dark path should be the wind and falling leaves. But as soon as he rolled his eyes, he looked at the door with his hands behind his back, with his back to the direction of the apse. Like Zu Nianqi at the beginning, he made an extremely chic posture.

After just a dozen breaths, the footsteps got closer and closer.

After a while, a slender figure came out from behind a screen depicting a lady picking flowers.

The woman was dressed in a long blue dress, bound by a ribbon around her waist, and held the willow waist outlined. Going up the snow-white jade neck, looking at the beautiful and incomprehensible cheeks, who else could this woman be if it wasn't the wind and falling leaves.

The moment the wind and leaves appeared, she immediately saw a slender figure with her back to her.

"Hey, who are you!"

Originally, she thought that some elder would come here, because only a few people could come to her Leaf Pavilion without being announced. But when she saw this person's back, she instantly confirmed that this person was not one of her elders.

Thinking of this, this woman's already cold expression was even more chilly, and she was a little more vigilant.

"Senior Sister Feng, the noble person forgets so much, don't you even know Xiaodao?"

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo turned around and looked at her coquettishly with a smile.

"You're the East...... Oriental ink! ”

When he saw that handsome cheek, Feng Falling Leaves was stunned at first, and then his face showed a touch of astonishment.

Back then, Dongfang Mo borrowed her Feng family's Spirit Gathering Array to cultivate the art of returning spirits, so Feng Luoye naturally recognized his appearance after changing his appearance.

"Hahahaha, Senior Sister Feng hasn't seen you for a long time, don't come unharmed." Dongfang Mohaha laughed.

After hearing his words, Feng Luoye affirmed the identity of the person in front of him. I saw that the corners of her mouth suddenly outlined a shallow smile.

"It's true that I haven't seen Senior Brother Dongfang for a long time."

"Shhh

And when he saw this scene, Dongfang Mo's breathing was suffocated for no reason.

Ever since he knew Feng Falling Leaves, he had never seen this woman smile. The beautiful face of the wind and fallen leaves is always cold and unapproachable.

When he saw the shallow smile on this woman's beautiful face now, Dongfang Mo only felt beautiful, very beautiful.

At this time, Feng Falling Leaves obviously noticed Dongfang Mo's expression. After understanding her "gaffe", the smile on the woman's face suddenly disappeared, and a faint flush appeared instead.

Immediately, the flush also disappeared, and it regained its cold appearance.

However, Dongfang Mo still saw a trace of discomfort in the eyes of this woman.

"Tut-tut, Senior Sister Feng is so beautiful when she laughs." Dongfang Mo praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Hmph, Hugh wants to flamboy."

Feng Luoye snorted coldly, she knew that Dongfang Mo's character was like this, but she was not angry.

After speaking, the female lotus walked to the pear blossom wooden chair on the side and sat down elegantly.

"Senior brother, please take a seat."

After thinking about it for a while, she was even more unprecedented, inviting a man to sit down alone.

Dongfang Mo didn't see it, mentioned the robe, and sat on the side of this woman unceremoniously.

As soon as the wind fell leaves waved his hand, there was a round teapot in front of him, and the woman personally poured a cup of spiritual tea for Dongfang Mo.

Then she didn't say anything polite to Dongfang Mo, she picked up a tea cup that had been placed on the table, and with a tilt of her orchid fingers, she brushed the tea leaves on the water, and then her teeth opened lightly, and the jade lips were about to be contained on the edge of the tea cup.

"Senior Sister Feng!"

Dongfang Mo Niu chewed a peony and drank a sip of the spiritual tea poured for him by the wind and fallen leaves, and found that it was exactly the same as what he drank before, and the dark wind girl skin did not snub him. But when he looked up and saw that this woman was actually drinking the spiritual tea he had drunk before, he suddenly exclaimed.

"Huh?"

Hearing this, the wind fell leaves and looked at him puzzled.

Seeing this woman's gaze, Dongfang Mo came to her mouth, swallowed it hard, and said: "Good tea, good tea, hehe!" ”

Seeing this, Feng Falling Ye glanced at him, and secretly said that this Dongfang Mo still did not change, and he was shocked. Then she took the teacup in her jade lips and took a sip of it lightly, and then put it down.

"Tell me where you've been all these years."

Feng Luoye raised his head and looked at Dongfang Mo and asked.

At this time, Dongfang Mo's heart was beating faintly, and it was not until he saw that the wind and fallen leaves did not find anything that he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Then he smiled: "That's a long story." ”

Next, he slowly told him about the fact that he and Qing Mulan went to the Qingling Monument together.

However, he naturally concealed the fact that he had obtained the Phantom Root. Even Qing Mulan, who only said that he was separated from this woman.

In the end, it was even more half-true, saying that he had been trapped in one place for more than ten years, and only escaped not long ago.

After two hours, Dongfang Mo finally stopped.

"I didn't expect my junior brother to experience such ups and downs." Wind Fall Leaf nodded.

"That's true, it's a pity that I missed the hand-picked battle."

Dongfang Mo also agreed, and he was extremely clever in directing his words to the matter of foreign envoys. After speaking, he glanced at the woman without a trace, wanting to see what clues were on the woman's face.

And after hearing the four "hand-picked battles", Feng Luoye's originally calm gaze suddenly chilled, and the air around him seemed to be frozen a little.

Dongfang Mo's heart jumped, and then asked tentatively: "After Xiaodao escaped, I faintly heard about this matter, but I don't know what happened." ”

Feng Luoye took a deep breath, and then picked up the tea cup on the table and tasted it again, and then he spoke out quietly, and to make a long story short, he recounted the events of the hand-picked battle.

When this woman finished speaking, Dongfang Mo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart again.

Although she could hear that the wind and fallen leaves were full of murderous intent towards the troublemaker who was killed halfway, the woman did not suspect him.

"Actually, it's a good thing that the junior brother didn't get involved. Not to mention the fierce competition in the hand-picked battle, countless geniuses died. Even if that villain appeared later and almost made me and everyone fall into the spatial rift, it was dangerous enough. Fortunately, there are foreign envoys to make a move, otherwise dozens of us and others will definitely die and die. "Listen to the wind and the fallen leaves again.

"What Senior Sister said is reasonable, then it seems that Xiaodao has been blessed by misfortune." Dongfang Mo nodded in agreement.

Next, the two chatted casually for a few more words, and at this time, Dongfang Mo suddenly seemed to think of something, turned his eyes slightly, and looked at the wind and fallen leaves:

"By the way, since I separated from Senior Sister Qing Mulan, I have never seen her again, has Senior Sister Feng heard from her all these years?"