"Since the princess is here, why don't you find out for yourself?" The man's clear and faint voice echoed in the air, but it was impossible to tell which direction it was coming from.

Feng Qingling glanced at the young man beside him, quickly captured the instantaneous movements of his face, pursed his lips and smiled, walked towards the south, and stepped on the flowers. Behind her, the flowers are swaying, but they are still budding and not half damaged. Look at Feng Qingling hanging in the air but still light steps, and the phoenix on the purple silk embroidered shoes on her feet is even more winged and ready to fly, not stained with rain and dew.

Feng Qingling only walked for less than a stick of incense, and saw a pavilion among the peony flowers not far away, a pavilion and a person, the person was dressed in white, sitting leisurely in this ten thousand flowers, so elegant and comfortable.

"The princess is really good, she can pass through the flowers, and she can also do it without a single leaf sticking to her body!" The man's voice was clear and faint, and he was indeed the one who had just spoken.

Feng Qingling slowly landed in the pavilion, sat down opposite him, picked up a peony petal in the flower plate on the table, put it on his lips and smelled it carefully: "Who doesn't love peony flowers, it is good to materialize in the broken city, Ying is the goddess of Luochuan, and she is a beautiful woman." The flower is a good flower, and the poem is a good poem, but I don't know why its owner picked it and put it in the cold jade plate, wouldn't it become a spicy hand to destroy the flower?"

He laughed at her for 'being among the flowers, and the leaves did not stick to the body', and she replied to him with the name of 'spicy hands destroying flowers', and they did not give in.

The mask on the man's face was changed again, this time it was a much more elegant mask, and a few strokes on it outlined the beauty of the spring breeze and willow season in West Lake.

"Now that it's been opened, there's no need to care about anything else, and besides, isn't it also a fulfillment to take it off when it's at its most beautiful?"

Because of the mask, Feng Qingling couldn't really look at his expression, but she could feel that he was laughing, very lightly, at this time, she could feel a little bit of this person's breath, not clear, but there was a familiar feeling. I searched in my memory, but I really couldn't remember it. Isn't it, and someone who has had several relationships in her previous life or previous lives?

She was not a person who was too entangled in some things, so she quickly regained her mind, looked at him and asked, "Oh? I haven't heard of this kind of saying? I wonder if I can listen to your explanation?"

The man seemed to be a little uncomfortable with Feng Qingling's sour talking to him, but he didn't break it, but said: "At least I avoided the fate of it becoming a broken flower! ”

"Childe's thinking is a bit presumptuous, isn't it? How do you know that it doesn't want its own life to go with the flow of life, from the beginning of life to prosperity, to its demise? Besides, everything has spirituality, and we don't want others to manipulate their own fate, so what qualifications do they have to manipulate other people's fate?" she was using flowers as a metaphor, and she was even more accusatory.

The man smiled and looked at her fixedly: "Jun Mo smiled!"

"Huh?" Feng Qingling didn't understand what he meant by those three words for a while, and his expression was stunned for a moment.

The man's voice snorted coldly, his eyes turned away, he looked at one of the largest peonies, and said leisurely for a long time: "My name! I better remember!" The man said this, turned his head to look at her, there was no wave in his cold eyes, but there were all kinds of sarcasm, "Also, remember, you are the least qualified person to say this!"

Feng Qingling's back was cold when he looked at it, and he secretly guessed in his heart, this could not be another romantic debt that he owed in a certain life, right? Otherwise, he wouldn't say anything 'I have been among the flowers, and the leaves will not be touched'. Well, blah, blah, blah, no! Even if it was a romantic debt she owed, he should have said that he had been in the bushes, right? Well, now was not the time to dwell on this, and besides, she was very confident, she was thinking too much about herself. In the eyes of this thing, there is only indifference and ridicule, and there is no hatred, resentment, relief, etc., etc.

Feng Qingling smiled proudly, stood up, stood with his hands behind his back, and said proudly: "Whether this princess is qualified or not to talk about it for the time being, the prince looks at people with a mask, which is somewhat rude, right?"

"It's better to wear a physical mask than someone wearing another mask to face all kinds of people, right?"

He said that it was her without naming her, but Feng Qingling just felt that he was targeting him.

Feng Qingling really felt very strange now, since there was no emotional entanglement, then, didn't she offend him in other ways? However, a person like him who cultivated, in other aspects, she shouldn't have the strength to offend him, right? It's not that Feng Qingling is not confident, this person's cultivation is definitely above her and Long Xiangyu, it seems that she was a little too complacent before, and she gave up her cultivation when she reached a certain stage of cultivation, this kind of behavior is really undesirable.

There are too many comfortable lives, and when they suddenly meet such a powerful person, their so-called immortal families are so messed up that they can't figure it out, it's too careless.

Born in sorrow and dying in peace, even human beings understand the truth, but they immortals have forgotten it.

Although Feng Qingling couldn't feel what he was all about, he could tell that he was not a person in the immortal realm, and he didn't have the breath of the demon realm on his body, so he was a human being. No, if it were a human being, how could it have such a profound cultivation?

"The princess doesn't have to guess, she won't sue you in the future, and you will never guess!" Jun Mo said coldly, and with just one glance, he saw through her thoughts.

Feng Qingling's heart froze, he looked back at him, and said coldly: "It can be seen that you are targeting the Heavenly Realm, so why harm those human beings who are powerless to fight back?" Jun Moxiao gave her an inexplicable pressure, which made her, who had always been self-controlled, a little irritable. Could it be that he used Qinglin's trick again, by the way, how could she forget that the trick used by Qinglin was taught by him.

Feng Qingling tried hard to control his feelings, calmed down, and the restlessness in his heart really calmed down a lot.

The princess laughed. Jun Moxiao did not admit it, nor did he deny it.

In Feng Qingling's opinion, this is equivalent to acquiescence.

"What do you want?" Feng Qingling said coldly.

Jun Mo smiled but laughed: "Why should the princess be angry? If you want to save those people, you only need to show up and rain auspiciousness, and the cholera plague will naturally be solved." As the future heir of the Phoenix clan and the king of birds, the princess brings auspicious signs that are naturally unstoppable. ”

Is this ironic? This is irony! This is really irony! Feng Qing gritted his teeth with aura, who didn't know that the Phoenix clan was the most proud, and it was exposed to his face, saying that he could only be an auspicious artifact, and even Feng Jue couldn't stand it, let alone a Feng Qingling with eyes above the top.