The disciples of Maoshan passed by in twos and threes, but they did not see Feng Fei Yu lying on the rockery on the hillside.

What the disciples are saying, the protagonist is the one lying on the rockery.

"you say, who is the man who the new boss brought along with you?" asked a disciple quietly.

The other replied, as if knowing, "I see her dress, and the evil look in the demon.". Will it. "

"you don't mean!"

The disciple nodded quietly and gave a gentle hum.

"No way. Why are people from the demon world around us?"

"I also guess that she is dressed in black and her breath is unknown and suspicious."

"she just seems a little ferocious. This is out of reach with the demon in the demon world, is it? "

"well, who can tell who is in charge of us? I personally brought it there for a long time, and I have been studying abroad for such a long time. Where does she stay for a long time? she can't guarantee what demon she has learned. She deceives the master by playing tricks. "

"No, I don't think so."

One of the two disciples had a nose and eyes, and the other couldn't believe it. He walked all the way through the rockery and got out of this place.

Feng Feiyu looked at the blue sky, did not feel angry, just felt speechless.

Unexpectedly, this is a person who can compete with Moyan.

Moyan judges people by their ability; these people judge people by their appearance.

Birds of a feather.

The beauty of the flowers did not make her feel very good-looking. She sat up and planned to go back to Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace to look for flowers and sugar treasures, but stopped again.

Taking her as a point, less than three feet ahead, there was a man.

She squinted as the man came over, appearing little by little in her sight.

It turned out to be Yunyin.

Feng Feiyu frowned at him and asked coldly, "what are you doing here?"

Yunyin looked at her and froze for a moment.

He replied, "take a walk."

Feng Feiyu suddenly smiled, got up and flew in front of him, and the two could be heard breathing face to face.

She squinted and exhaled to him: "Yunyin, I didn't find you when I first came here. Why do you seem to be somewhere?". It's changed. "

Yun Yin leaned back unconsciously and asked, "where and where has it changed?"

Feng Feiyu raised his hand as if to touch his face.

"the whole person!" As soon as her voice fell, her outstretched hand clawed her fingers and went straight for his throat.

With a sharp look in her eyes, as he dodged his attack, she turned and casually picked up the pebbles from the ground, raised her hand and hit it again.

Until this time, the true face of Yunyin was revealed, and his eyes no longer pretended to be very gentle, and his eyes showed ferocious light, and he raised his hand and waved his sleeves to ward off the pebbles.

"I think you are the demon just now," Feng Feiyu snorted and looked at him and said, "he really looks like Yunyin."

She is very curious, but the other party is not ready to answer her properly.

Seeing that there was no chance, he hurriedly brushed his sleeves and was about to leave.

Feng Feiyu swooped past, stones flew along the way, forming Barrier all over her body. With the slight movement of her fingers, one by one flew to hit the man all over the body.

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The false cloud blocked a wave of attack, but had no time for the next wave. It was fine at first, but fled awkwardly behind.

He thought it was just a little girl movie, pretending to be fake, but he didn't think it was the real thing.

And her magic is more like the fierceness and cruelty that people in the demon world should have.

"who are you?!" While hiding, he took the time to ask questions.

Feng Feiyu really didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he went forward and prepared to slap him to death, but he didn't expect that the palm of his hand was an inch away from the other party's forehead and was opened by a person.

She turned her head and looked in the direction of the comer.

A purple dress fluttered Xin long figure flying from far and near the wind, slowly falling in her eyes.

The man was dressed in a light purple dress, his long purple hair was integrated with the clothes, his skin was glittering and translucent than snow, his eyebrows were marked with purples, and his eyes were as bloody as blood but clear and innocent.

Feng Feiyu was stupefied for a moment, and the depths of his body were pulled for a while, some suddenly.

That person, like the beautiful scenery of flowers, is beautiful everywhere and takes pictures of people everywhere.

If Fengfei Yu is compared to the flowers on the other side of the road, seemingly coquettish but domineering, then this person is a group of flowers under the blue sky, seemingly beautiful but tempting to commit suicide.

Almost the moment Yun Yin felt someone, he took a mask out of his arms and put it on.

"the clouds." The man opened his mouth gently, his voice like a spring flowing, clear and transparent, especially good to listen to leisurely.

Feng Feiyu looked at himself and frowned slightly.

It became more and more intense, as if the man had something to do with him, an almost untraceable connection.

She stood in the same place with her lips, looking at the beautiful man unscrupulously, as if she wanted to take off her clothes and look into her bones.

The man called Yunyi kept his head down, his mask covered his face, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

He seemed to be trembling and frightened. He knelt on the ground and did not know what he had said to the man in secret, and soon ran away.

Feng Feiyu was unable to stop it when he was aware of it, so he could only say angrily, "it hasn't been extinguished yet!"

She said this "kill her mouth" very naturally, as if she did it all the time.

The beautiful man turned his head and looked at her, but said nothing.

Feng Feiyu turned his head and asked angrily, "who are you and what are you doing in Maoshan?"

"who am I and why should I tell you?"

"Oh, good-bye."

Beautiful man: "."

Feng Feiyu did not say to see each other, she was too lazy to ask again, turned around and was about to leave.

Who knows only two steps, in front of the purple clothes flying, in the blink of an eye that beautiful man stood in front of him again.