"Squeak, squeak."

Master, did Xiao Mumu make you angry?

As soon as he saw that Feng Qing didn't let him go out, he asked more

After replenishing the small jelly beans that were used as snacks in the first year, Feng Qing filled the Qiankun bag of the first year with two 10,000-year-old spirit ginseng before instructing.

"This spiritual ginseng is eaten in case of emergency, used to replenish spiritual power, you don't eat it wrong on weekdays." Tie the small Qiankun bag on the first year of junior high again, Feng Qing said: "This time, it is not Mr. Mu Xiao who makes me angry, but his brother." ”

"Squeak!" When I heard it, Mao stood up.

Dare to make the master angry, Xiao Chu went to scratch his face!

Seeing that Chu Yi was defending himself like this, Feng Qing smiled and touched Chu Yi's head.

"That's not necessary, your little claws are so powerful, you have to keep them to deal with the real bad guys."

"Squeak!" Uh-huh! The host is right, the first year of junior high school is very powerful! Keep it for the big bad guy last time!

Knowing that Chu Yi was talking about Qin Mufeng, who was possessed by the Candle Dragon, he didn't answer anymore.

After thinking about it, Feng Qing turned around and walked to the desk opposite, picked up a pen and paper and began to write a letter.

Over there, the Lingdang, who had heard the situation clearly, also came back, and saw Feng Qing writing, standing far away without disturbing, and his eyes were not indiscriminate, only looking at Chu Yi who was sitting on the pile of books on the side and rubbing his stomach with glowing eyes.

After Feng Qing finished writing the letter, folded the letter, and was about to find the envelope, Lingdang took out an envelope from his Qiankun ring with great insight and handed it to Feng Qing.

Looking at the all-black, obviously a special envelope made by Cangming Pavilion, Feng Qing thought about it and took it.

Something is better than nothing.

"How's it going out there?" Feng Qing asked as she put the letter into the envelope, pinched the seal, and marked her own special mark.

"The spirit bell just went to see it, it was Mr. Mu's yard, I don't know why, it attracted hundreds of snakes. Mr. Mu Xiao was most afraid of snakes, and when he woke up this morning and saw those snakes, he was almost scared and fainted. ”

As he spoke, there was a hint of schadenfreude on the Spirit's face.

"I don't know, Mr. Mu Xiao, who is provoking this."

Hearing that Mu Yunwen was frightened by the snake, Chu Yi on the side became interested again, and his two small eyes purred and stared at Feng Qing, looking like he wanted to see the excitement.

Seeing that there was not too much surprise on Lingdang's face, Feng Qing found it interesting.

Feng Qing walked out from behind the table and asked Chu Yi to jump on her shoulder.

"What? Mr. Mu Xiao often gets into trouble. ”

"Sure enough, I can't hide it from the girl." Seeing that Feng Qing was about to leave the hall, Lingdang bowed slightly and led Feng Qing out: "Girl, do you need Lingdang to help you deliver your letter?" ”

"Good. Please help me send it to the Medicine King Pavilion, I thank you in advance. ”

Feng Qing handed the letter to the spirit bell.

Now that Mu Yunwen is stunned by himself, and Cangzuo is cultivating again, it is obviously the best choice to let Lingdang deliver the letter.

"The girl is polite, this is what the bell should do. The king ordered, the girl only needs to be her own home in the pavilion, and she can order the bell for anything. ”

Her home is not so luxurious and extravagant.

Feng Qing muttered in her heart and walked out.

"Girl, I'll take you for a walk, and also see the scenery of our Cangming Pavilion."

Feng Qing nodded.

Yesterday, due to physical exhaustion and the darkness of the night, Feng Qing didn't appreciate much what the place where she lived was like.

So much so that as soon as he stepped out of the hall, Feng Qing was a little shocked.

Where is this Cangming Pavilion, this is the entire Cangming Palace!

As for the side hall where Feng Qing temporarily lived last night, it was only one of the subsidiary side halls of Qin Mufeng's main hall. Needless to say, there is a lot of luxury in this small side hall, that is, on the pillars outside, each of them is carved with a hovering flying dragon.

The floor is also paved with fine black and green jade, the color is uniform, low-key and luxurious.

Outside the side hall, there are majestic green plants and rockery vines.

Feng Qing looked at the spiritual power emanating from those green plants, and it turned out to be some rare spiritual trees of six or seven grades.

For the first time, Feng Qing felt that she had completely underestimated Qin Mufeng.

This guy is afraid that the life of the four cities can't be compared.

Yaowang Pavilion has always advocated simplicity and different styles, so it is naturally not good to compare with Cangming Pavilion. But she had seen the luxury of the Haicheng City Lord's Mansion, and now it seemed that the Haicheng City Lord's Mansion was even weaker than this Cangming Pavilion.

It's amazing.

She was lucky and hugged a thigh again.

No, it's supposed to be giant legs!

Knowing that Feng Qing didn't like anyone to follow, Lingdang dismissed the maid, didn't let people follow, and personally led Feng Qing all the way in Cangming Pavilion.

Feng Qing saw that the tiles were all made of ore, all the things he saw in the Cangming Pavilion were spiritual wood, and even some of the rockeries used for decoration were some extremely rare concentrates, and he slowly became calm. Fastest update s.. sm..

After all, if you watch too much, you won't feel special.

However, Feng Qing saw that this piece of palace was brand new, and it was completely different from the gate that she saw at the gate of Cangming Pavilion yesterday, so she asked more.

"When did you build this Cangming Pavilion?"

Lingdang stretched out his fingers and was about to touch the little head of Chu Yi, when he heard Feng Qing's question, he smiled at Feng Qing generously.

"It's been nearly a hundred years since we built the Cangming Pavilion, but the palace behind it was only started ten years ago, and it was really built about six years ago."

"A hundred years?"

Could it be that Cangming Pavilion still has a heritage?

"Back to the girl. Our Cangming Pavilion was originally the private property of the mother of the former Southern Qin, and this former Southern Qin mother was the mother of our monarch. Lingdang also added, and when he saw Feng Qing nodding, he continued: "Going back to the earlier time, this Cangming Pavilion was originally just a private property of our monarch's mother's mother's family. It was only after it was passed into the hands of the king that it was expanded from the king to this ........."

The spirit bell groaned, and felt that this statement was not correct enough, and added another sentence.

"To be exact, it was actually built by Mr. Mu. Every grass and tree in the pavilion today was designed and built by Mr. Mu himself, and our Cangming Pavilion can have today's elegance, which is completely inseparable from Mr. Mu. ”

Wooden Willow .......

Feng Qing looked at the carved dragon painting building in front of him, the exquisite palace corridors, pavilions and pavilions, and felt the low-key and introverted, luxurious and stable revealed everywhere in the Cangming Pavilion, and he was a little curious about Mu Liu.

She is clear about Mu Liu's constant precautions against her, and even warned her when she entered the Qin King's Courtyard. She always thought in her heart that she had revealed some clues that Mu Liu had caught it, so that she would be like that.

Now that she has revealed her true identity, Mu Liu's attitude towards her is even more dissatisfied, which even she finds inexplicable.

If it weren't for Qin Mufeng making it clear that she had taken a fancy to her, she really thought that this Mu Liu had some special and unspeakable relationship with Qin Mufeng before.

After walking around for a while, recognizing the approximate locations of many inner circle palaces in the Cangming Pavilion, Feng Qing pointed to a three-story small attic whose style did not quite match the Cangming Pavilion and asked.

"Where and where?"

Seeing the position Feng Qing pointed, Lingdang showed a somewhat infatuated and somewhat coquettish smile on his face.

"That's Mr. Jiang Lin's Medicine Pavilion."

"Medicine Pavilion?" Feng Qing frowned: "There is an alchemist in the Cangming Pavilion?" ”

"Exactly. Mr. Jiang Lin is a rare seven-grade alchemist in the world, and he is the enshrined alchemist of our Cangming Pavilion. ”

Seven-grade alchemist.

There was such a character in Cangming Pavilion, which surprised Feng Qing. read3;