Feng Qingling opened her hand as a claw and quickly grabbed Jun Moxiao, but when she was about to snatch the person's mask, the white shadow in front of her flickered, and she didn't even touch the corner of the person's clothes. This time she was really angry with Feng Qingling, and she attacked with a dead hand, she wanted to see what Jun Moxiao, who was talking wildly and didn't know what it was, looked like, and dared to challenge her limit again and again.

Feng Qingling couldn't stand the restraints, second, she couldn't stand others insulting her own race, and third, she couldn't stand being made by someone make her feel frustrated. Long Xiangyu, who doesn't get in oil and salt, is counted as one, and now, Jun Moxiao, who is taller than her, is also counted as one.

It's a pity that this time, she besieged with all her might, and still only touched a cloud of air, the man smiled happily, standing half a meter away from her, but at this half a meter distance, she couldn't hold him, Feng Qingling withdrew her hand angrily, too lazy to do this kind of fearless and childish act again, which only increased the man's laughter.

"Hmph! If this princess is afraid of you, she will lose the face of my phoenix clan! Even if I come to say hello to you today, even if I use any tricks, if this princess is afraid, I won't call Feng Qingling!" After speaking, she flicked her sleeves, exited the pavilion, and turned around and walked away in a dashing manner.

The man looked at her dashing back, and a cold smile hooked the corner of his mouth. Hmph! What a proud people! Then let this seat crush your fearless pride!

Feng Qingling came out angrily, and when he turned back, it had become a grassland in the suburbs, and he no longer saw flowers blooming. Feng Qingling has always been free and easy, rarely provoked, most of the time only she is angry with others, and now in this situation, she really doesn't know how to reduce the anger in her heart.

Stealth figure, back to Yong'an City to take a look, although the county order is not talented, but fortunately, things are neat, the infected people have been settled, and notices have been posted, so that the people in the city should not walk around the streets lightly in the near future, and pay attention to food and drink, and even hire famous doctors from all over the place to treat the sick people in the isolation place. Although the situation is not good, it has also been controlled by a certain amount of dù.

This reassured Feng Qingling a lot, although she and Long Xiangyu were immortals, it was not good for them to show up and meddle in the affairs of the world, the development of all things has its own set of laws, they can't break it, they can only abide by it. The human world, the demon world, the fairy world, and the exotic space, these four realms have finally reached a balance that cannot be broken by them. Eh, by the way, Jun Moxiao does not belong to the two worlds of immortals and demons, and with his high cultivation, it is impossible for him to be a human being, could it be that he is from a foreign land?

The exotic space is a world outside the Three Realms of Immortals and Demons, they have their own set of rules of survival, they are not disturbed by the Three Realms, and they live a peaceful and peaceful life, and their cultivation is said to be very high, but their nature is not quarrelsome with the world, and they are a very peace-loving race. They have their own space, and the resources in the space are all excellent, which is very suitable for cultivation and survival, so their life is very comfortable. They live in total seclusion, with little contact with the outside world, so all about them is just a legend.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingling denied her thoughts, whether the exotic space exists or not for the time being, Jun Moxiao's expression, at first glance, it was infected by the world, and she would precipitate the expression, although she couldn't see that he was from the realm of the Three Realms, but he always couldn't get out of the Three Realms.

Guessing in such a mess, before she knew it, she had come to the town where Qing Miao and Long Aotian were located, which was only less than thirty miles away from Yong'an City, but it was peaceful and self-sufficient. As soon as he stepped into the intersection of the town, he bumped into Dianmo and hurriedly ran over, wiping his sweat and smiling at her flatteringly: "Sister Daxian, I have already sued His Royal Highness Longjun, and he said that he will deal with it!" Thinking of Longjun's majestic bearing, his face subconsciously showed a look of awe.

Feng Qingling looked funny, pulled him back, and said, "Don't call me Sister Daxian anymore, my name is Feng Qingling, you can call me Sister Feng, or you can call me Sister directly!" Today she was hit to the extreme by Jun Moxiao, listening to his call of 'Daxian' and 'Daxian', she felt a little ironic inexplicably. Yes, as an immortal who is admired and worshipped, but he can't keep the people safe and happy, what kind of immortal is it.

For thousands of years, she had never felt so embarrassed about her identity, but now, she deeply realized it.

"Okay, Sister Feng, I'll call you Sister Feng in the future, okay?" Dianmo was happy like a child, he was simple-minded, thinking that Feng Qingling was a little closer to him when he said this, and his heart was naturally happy.

Feng Qingling is really feeling sorry for this little guy now, it's really cute and simple, which makes people feel distressed.

Rubbing his hair, no longer entangled in those so-called grievances, Feng Qingling strode him back to the small courtyard of the farmhouse that Qing Miao rented at that time. The fence wall, the small vegetable garden, the handsome and extraordinary person sitting in the courtyard, when this qiē came into view, Feng Qingling had a moment of trance, as if he had returned to Long Xiangyu's illusion, in the first life, they also had such a small courtyard, and the courtyard was planted with small green vegetables planted by her and Long Xiangyu themselves, this feeling was very calm, very leisurely, but also very happy. It's that faint sense of satisfaction that makes people feel that their whole body and mind are peaceful.

Feng Qingling didn't know what was wrong with him, but when he saw this person, he was deeply touched, obviously he hadn't seen him for a long time, but he felt as if countless spring and autumn had passed. Could it be that this is what the world often says, 'if you don't see each other for a day, you will be separated by three autumns'?

She laughed silently, what was she thinking? Isn't it that Jun Moxiao was so hard that she had such a sentimental thought? Others don't know, she is very clear in her heart, she likes Long Xiangyu at most, and it is not as affectionate as if she has not seen each other for a day.

pinched her thigh, lest she think about something she didn't have, adjusted her expression, she put on her usual smile, and said loudly to Long Xiangyu: "Brother Xiang has already thought of a strategy to control the enemy?" Seeing that he was leisurely, she guessed so.

"One of the princess's responsibilities is to bring good fortune to the people of the world, right? After so many years of being free from the world, does the princess have plans to do her duty occasionally?" Long Xiangyu raised his eyelids and said casually.

Look, look, the same meaning, from the mouth of Longjun, it's different, although it still has a little bit of irony, but at least it won't hurt her self-esteem. People are talking about duty, and they are also talking about responsibility, but she just grinds her teeth again, and it is not easy to refute.

Feng Qingling walked over to him with a dry smile and squatted down, his head naturally resting on his lap, and said sullenly: "Don't laugh at me anymore, okay? I've been angry enough today! Let's talk about something nice, okay?"