Chapter Eighty-Seven: Bumping into the Feng Family
"It depends on what the apprentice wants to know...... The corners of Feng Qianmo's mouth were slightly raised, three thousand ink hair was discharged directly in the white clothes, a few strands danced in the wind, and the delicate eyelashes cast a faint shadow on the ink jade-like eyes, with an abnormally pale color on his face.
"Master, the apprentice will take care of you later. Feng Qinxue sighed, it turned out that Feng Qianmo really gave her her Inner Dan, and she was still ...... before
What a mistake!
"Isn't it a disciple who wants to abandon his teacher?" Feng Qianmo half-lowered his eyes, looked at the corners of Feng Qinxue's twitching mouth, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately, he used immortal power to transform his appearance before, otherwise......
It must be recognized by Feng Qinxue.
"In vain...... Don't dare to ......" She Feng Qinxue never said one thing and did another, Feng Qinxue paused, "Master, why does Feng Yunye want to press you back to the Holy Mountain...... "He is not by her side, nor is he in the Holy Mountain, so where will Feng Qianmo go?"
"Hmm, do you mean that you are only allowed to play everywhere, not as a teacher?" Feng Qianmo asked with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Playing?Feng Qinxue really couldn't imagine the scene of Feng Qianmo playing in her mind, she didn't know that this Feng Great Ancestor would also have a time to play?
"Apprentice, of course you don't dare, but you don't know where the master is going to play?" As soon as Feng Qinxue's words fell, a red invitation with a gold seal smashed on her face.
"Hiss...... "Can this thing be more proud? It hurts."
"Alchemy Contest Invitation?Master, are you letting your apprentice participate in this?" Feng Qinxue frowned, and quickly browsed the rules and requirements on it at a glance.
The big characters of "Specially Invited Fengxian Zun" are particularly conspicuous, the penmanship is sophisticated and mature, with a bit of arrogance, it should be that the master bullied an old man again!
Thinking about it, Feng Qinxue trembled, and she mourned for a second for the old man who wrote the invitation for her.
"Don't you want to go? If you don't go, you'll tear it up. Feng Qianmo half-lowered his eyes with a little laziness, looked at what Feng Qinxue was worried about, sighed, and said leisurely, "This alchemy competition is hosted by the Holy Mountain, the time is set for six months, the scope is all over the Three Realms, this is the last invitation, for the teacher to help you get it, and then it is up to you to decide whether to go or not." ”
"Since the master is so invited, isn't it too disappointing if the apprentice doesn't go?" Feng Qinxue's eyes sank a little, since the scope is all over the Three Realms, no matter how dissatisfied the emperor of the human realm is Feng Qinxue, he should not be able to use a trick.
"Then, Master......" Feng Qinxue was about to continue asking when a sound of horses' hooves came, with a bit of messiness and urgency.
"Get out of the way! Drive!" A well-decorated carriage rushed towards Fengqin Xue at great speed, the four corners of the carriage of red sandalwood, carved lifelike, wings ready to fly, on the curtain of the carriage, hanging a string of round pearls, shining with radiant light.
A discerning person can see at a glance that this is the carriage of the Feng family.
The carriage was pulled by four magic horses, the limbs were strong, the fur was smooth and snow-white, and the ground was strong, and there seemed to be a hurricane rolling up at the hooves.
Feng Qinxue half-squinted at the carriage speeding in front of her, now it was too late to flash, Feng Qinxue was lifted by the wind in an elegant snow suit, and the white gauze tied around her waist was blown up by the strong wind of the carriage.
What is it called?
Narrow road?
Watching the carriage approaching step by step, Feng Qin's snowy eyes reflected several dangerous and indifferent lights......
Three-inch, two-inch, one-inch......