When Dongfang Mian Qing came back, Feng Feiyu was still lying on his stomach, bowing his head and playing with grass.

The top part of her long hair was already dry, and the bangs floated with the breeze. Looking down from his point of view, there was a good picture of the little lotus fairy coming out of the water.

If you don't come back, you won't be able to die.'

The sweet smile when she said this suddenly appeared in his mind, which made him shudder again.

What little fairy is clearly a leprechaun!

"you're back!"

While his mind was still thinking about what had just happened, Feng Feiyu had already noticed his return, waited a while before raising his head and said to him with a smile.

Oriental Ying Qing: "."

She's really a leprechaun.

Without saying a word, he threw the burden in his hand in front of her, turned around and folded his arms, a gentleman like the wind.

Feng Feiyu gaped his mouth amusingly and felt that although this man was foolish and timid, he was very interesting.

She opened the bag and revealed a white embroidered red dress with scarlet edges, red flowers embroidered with slender leaves at the hem, cuffs and necklines, and petals rolled upside down.

Claws.

She squinted and felt deja vu.

Why is it a bit like the legendary other shore flower?

"." The Oriental Emperor, who turned her back to her, frowned uncomfortably, did not turn around, and urged impatiently: "change quickly, or it will be cold." His tone was a little blunt.

Feng Feiyu shook off his clothes, picked out the clothes one by one, piled them up in order, and then got up from the water.

The sound of the water, mixed with the occasional mountain breeze, wrapped in the rustle of leaves, spread to the ears of the oriental king.

He held his arms in place, listening in his ears to the sound of her changing clothes, unexpectedly uncontrollably mending the way she looked in that dress.

"." With some chagrin, he raised his hand and tapped himself on the forehead, forbidding his wishful thinking.

It's just a piece of clothes that the store can't sell. It just happens to be sold cheaply. Why does he think so much?

Chapter 4 drunkenness

After Feng Feiyu put on his clothes, he dried his whole body with magic, and he felt that the whole person was much more refreshed.

It was only then that she held her arms and paced to the side of Dongfang Ying Qing. She seemed to smile and said, "it's all right, little scholar. I didn't expect you to be a gentleman."

Knowing that she only meant that she was dressed, he did not go to see the matter, hummed, and did not want to reply.

Feng Fei Yu smiled: "how, I am rarely soft, the Oriental Childe is so disgraced?"

When Dongfang Xiqing looked at her, she could not hide her anger. Xin Tao, what is this called yielding to softness? It looks like a charity to someone.

"the girl is also wearing clothes, and I don't need the girl to pay back the money. I hope you will keep your word and untie me." He said bluntly.

Feng Feiyu smacked his lips with interest: "I didn't expect a little scholar of you to know 'one promise'."

A promise of gold, as the name implies.

He is an immortal practitioner who knows magic basically, but the forbidden power of spells is generated according to the strength of the individual. Like Feng Feiyu, this method will always take effect as long as she does not untie it. It is the effect of engraving into the spirit.

At this point, Feng Feiyu actually did not know whether he was aware of it or not.

Dongfang Yuqing looked at her and sneered quietly: "there is a golden house in the book." Girl, solve it. "

Feng Feiyu continued to look at him with his arms in his arms and did not speak.

Dongfang Yuqing waited patiently, but did not see her action for a long time, but looked at himself unscrupulously, and his eyes were full of malice in his eyes.

He glared and said, "you don't mean what you say?!"

Feng Feiyu raised his eyebrows and smiled: "did I untie you when I said you came back?" Aren't you a little simple? "

It's really interesting to meet such a naive fool when you wake up.

Feng Feiyu turned around with a smile and walked in front with his arms in his arms without saying a word, but she knew that the stupid scholar behind would follow.

Sure enough, seeing that she didn't speak, Dongfang Ying Qing left, clenched her teeth and followed her.

Feng Feiyu originally wanted to walk out of the mountains and along the lower reaches of the river, thinking about how to make money while walking along the way.

She is used to rebirth, on the contrary, she has no sense of what the world is now, just live slowly, dominate the world and so on. Without daughter, don't want to dominate the world anymore.

With this in mind, she thought of the news she had heard in the Immortal Pavilion before her rebirth, and the black-robed ghost masked monarch she had seen before closing her eyes.

Maoshan, Changliu.

According to the meaning of that foolish king, he must have deliberately led Xiao Bones to that place.

But now that she's gone, she can't do anything at all.

Dongfang Yuqing was behind her, her eyes were full of grievances, staring at her back all the way, her heart was almost bored to death, unexpectedly she was so fierce, there was nothing he could do about it.

Now that she does not break the curse, he can only follow her, and at some point, as long as she urges her magic, what he says must be fulfilled, otherwise-there is no place to be buried.

The oriental king looked at the sky with anger, and his face was as black as the bottom of the pot.

He followed Feng Feiyu all the way to the town, made a half circle, and followed her into a fairly clean inn.

Feng Feiyu found a quieter place and sat down with his robe, not to mention chic.

The oriental minister frowned slightly.

"are you still a girl?" He felt that some of his perceptions were going to be broken, and he was afraid of it.

Feng Feiyu raised his hand and first recruited the waiter, waiting for someone to reply: "do you think I am a man?"

Although she has been a man several times and, most recently, a father, there is no doubt that she is still a woman in essence.