Just as Feng Chen and Wushuang were looking at each other in embarrassment, the owner of the antique shop knocked on the door with refreshments: "Baby daughter, look at what delicious food I will bring you!"

Feng Chen stepped back in a panic and slammed on the door. At this time www.biquge.info Boss Qian kicked the door open in a hurry, threw the refreshments on the table, and shouted angrily: "I know that you prodigal sons have bad intentions towards my daughter!"

Wushuang was anxious like a little girl, standing at the door with her lips pouted and stomping her feet angrily: "Qian Wanguan, you give me out!"

This time, Boss Qian saw that Wushuang was angry, and hurriedly withdrew and closed the door.

Feng Chen asked a little puzzled: "How can the peerless girl be so rude to Ling Zun!." ”

Wushuang ignored Feng Chen, and just said indifferently: "He's not my father. After speaking, he sat on the jade round stool in the study.

Feng Chen looked at the simple furnishings in the room, but he could still identify one or two antiques. Before she could open her mouth to ask, the peerless girl had already asked, "I don't know what Childe is called." Feng Chen respectfully clasped his hands into fists and saluted: "Below, Feng Chen." The peerless girl didn't raise her eyes to the ground: "Oh, Dust Boy." ”

It was a bright afternoon sun, but it couldn't shine in this strange study at all. The four jade teacups on the table shone brightly in the dim light, as bright and moving as moths mending fire. I saw the peerless girl walk behind the screen in the study, and from the shadow of the screen, you can see that she has faded the pink tulle dress she wore in the tavern today. Feng Chen turned his head to the side, and in a panic, he picked up the teacup on the table and prepared to drink. The Wushuang girl spoke first: "Inside the teapot is a high-grade dragon well, I wonder if it is still a dust boy?"

Feng Chen didn't know how to answer for a while, just because he was holding the teacup in his empty hand but forgot to pour the tea, as if there was something stuck in his throat but couldn't say it. When the peerless girl walked out from behind the screen, the whole room suddenly lit up. The neon dress she wore alone was already priceless, and even in the palace, there were not many court craftsmen who could make such handiwork. The unequaled girl's hair was combed into a simple bun and pinned with a hosta. The green silk hangs down from the waist, like a waterfall pouring down. Feng Chen was dumbfounded for a while, and then when he came back to his senses. Wushuang stood in front of him and waved at him: "Dust boy, what's wrong?"

Feng Chen clenched the jade cup in his hand, and sweat beads oozed from his forehead nervously.

Wushuang sat beside Feng Chen and asked, "Does the dust boy know about the jade of the four directions?"

Only then did Feng Chen recover from his trance-like thoughts, and looked at Wushuang inexplicably: "Is it the jade that those people asked for in the tavern just now?"

The Wushuang girl looked dazed: "What? The dust boy didn't know, but ......" didn't wait for her to finish speaking, only to hear the voice of a young man on the eaves outside the house shouting: "Senior brother, come out." It's time for us to go!"

At this moment, a group of housekeepers with sweeping sticks suddenly appeared in the courtyard, and shouted at the young man standing on the eaves, "Bastard, come down!"

Feng Chen and Wushuang hurriedly pushed the door out, and Wushuang shouted at his subordinates: "Don't be rude, this is my honored guest!" As soon as the words fell, these families disappeared without a trace like a gust of wind. Min Tian flew down from the eaves, patted his senior brother and said, "I'm hungry again, I didn't eat well just now." Those people are so tough! Especially the masked freak in blue clothes, who was only five moves away from me before I slapped him in the chest. Feng Chen hurriedly covered Mintian's mouth, smiled at Wushuang and said, "Little child, don't be sensible. Nonsense, it must have been a fluke. ”

Wushuang patted Min Tian's little head: "Little brother, do you want to eat peach crisp?" Min Tian pouted: "It's still a large piece of mutton that is comfortable to eat!" Wushuang greeted him with a smile and said, "That's good! A small pot of stewed mutton, and then I will bring you a roast chicken?" Seeing that the door of the study was open, Min Tian walked over there.

When he entered the study, the kid didn't know how to play antiques. He threw the wide knife he was carrying on the table, only to see that the fine stone and jade table was knocked off a corner by the handle of the jet-black steel knife. Feng Chen looked embarrassed again, but Wushuang was still as generous as Fang Cai, squinting his eyes and smiling and saying, "It's okay, the little brother's knife is really powerful." Can you take out the scabbard and let me take a look?" Feng Chen didn't think too much, and handed the knife into the hands of the peerless girl, who was originally a weak girl, but the wrist strength in her hand was very strong. Holding this twenty-pound wide knife was effortless. But her face became serious, as if she was remembering something.

"Okay, what's so good!" Min Tian snatched the broad knife from the peerless girl's hand.

Feng Chen, uncharacteristically, unloaded his blunt sword from behind and put it on the table, and asked, "Look at the girl is also a person who understands antiques, I wonder if the girl can recognize the history of this sword?"