Feng Feiyu only felt the warmth coming from his back, and the wounds on his back were much better.

"the Blessed one really hates me." She was a little tired and her words were almost out of breath.

Dongfang Yuqing pursed and smiled, put away the new clothes she was holding in her hand, and helped her up again to sit on one side. As she loosened, she saw the dark evil on the ground beside her at the corner of her eye.

He asked casually, "do you carry this sword with you every day?"

Feng Feiyu shook his head and sighed, "I don't want to, but first I was robbed of something that might be a scabbard, and then I was beaten by my master."

Now she didn't even bother to look at the distressing sword, and all the more regretted that she had cramped and pulled out the bone to make it.

For what?!

"you are really obedient, paying homage to your teacher and being beaten. I don't see how angry you are or how." He sat aside and spoke so easily that it was hard to hear the mood in his tone.

Feng Feiyu looked at him and was a little suspicious: "you.". How do you know it's evil? Besides, you haven't alarmed the boundary of the Hall of greed. What are you doing here today? "

The pain on her body was gone, and her brain became active. It's okay to see him below usually, not to mention that he hasn't seen him for half a year, but he knows their respective things during this blank period of time.

As far as she knew before, the immortal cabinet knew about the past, but he couldn't make Future Sight. Why does this man know so much?

"did you forget the sugar treasure?" He didn't hide much from her.

"aren't you afraid of me telling Baizi painting?" She can see that the Immortal Pavilion is not a so-called "right path" group. Otherwise, it would be impossible not to invite the Immortal Pavilion.

Oriental Fengqing smiled and said, "will you?"

Feng Feiyu: "…."

Well, I really can't.

He saw that his smile became more and more gentle.

"isn't there a scabbard? I brought you one. " He reached out and a long black scabbard fell into her eyes, carved with climbing flowers, and the whole scabbard was as beautiful as a work of art.

As soon as Feng Feiyu's eyes lit up, he obviously felt that evil had a resonance.

But then she frowned and reached over to caress the sheath.

Leisurely climb to the fingertips is the cold air, the breath is subtle but a trace of familiarity.

Oriental Yuanqing seemed to see her expression and raised her lips and said, "Xuan Yin wood is made of cold iron for a thousand years, which is enough to match your muscles and bones, but the evil sword."

Xuan Yin Mu.

Her eyes looked violently, and her mind flashed through the slender man in black last night.

"is it you? Or your men? "

"my men."

"take it back."

Dongfang Luoqing was stupefied for a moment and randomly understood the reason for her refusal.

He smiled and said, "are you sure you don't want to?" This is because I wasted a lot of energy. This is the only piece of cold iron for a thousand years in the Eternal Pavilion, just to cast a scabbard for you. I stayed up all night in the secret room. " He lengthened the end of each sentence, smiling and aggrieved, as if he had been rejected by his sweetheart. It's like saying,'I've done so much for you, why are you so ruthless?' .

Feng Feiyu bit his back teeth, but he didn't smile and didn't like it.

"it's easy for you to say that these twenty precepts on me are whipped by you? Do you think I'm made of iron? "

He pushed the scabbard over, and the whole handsome face flattered: "Don't be angry. I didn't know you were there at that time. I just got a message from Tangbao just out of the secret room, and I knew you had been punished for it."

"Don't say no, I really haven't slept all night. I'm exhausted. As paying me back? Because of this dark wood, I got you beaten 20 lashes, so why don't you take it and we'll call it even? "

She glanced down her eyes and curled her lips. The scabbard was just right for her, but the evil sword was very suitable for her. The cold air blocked the deep connection between her and the evil. With this scabbard, she did not have to hold the little black sword every day.

Dongfang Yuqing shook the scabbard.

Her eyes wobbled with her.

After taking away the scabbard, she didn't know whether the scabbard was clear or not, but she could know that it must be another long-winded time when Moyan knew about it.

She has a headache in her skull.

"well, it's not a problem for you to hold it all the time, but there is too much hostility between you and it, and the relationship between you and it is so close that if you don't think carefully, it may cause something to happen." The Eastern Secretary of State is discussing.

The master of the cabinet really had to be coaxed to give something away for the first time, and he was gentle to the extreme.

Feng Feiyu is uneasy.

The scabbard was deep in her heart, and the person who sent the scabbard gave her no reason to refuse. She vacillated, unable to break the mystery, looking at the beautiful and suitable scabbard, her heart missed a beat, some agitation.

She looked along the long white hand on the scabbard and looked all the way to his handsome face, her eyes empty for a moment, as if in a gentle breeze and drizzle.

Dongfang Yuqing nodded to her slightly and raised her eyebrow.

She hurriedly looked away, blinked, grabbed the scabbard of his hand, reached out and shook it, but the one on the side of the grass flew into the scabbard accurately and straight into the scabbard, and the two collided with a slight sound of stone.

Then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Dong-Qing smiled, straightened up and sat down again, as if to coax a child and said, "that's right, so from now on, we don't owe money, and I'm no longer your creditor."

Feng Feiyu subconsciously asked, "what is that?"

Chapter 33 the Blessed one floats above the Blessed one

Feng Feiyu subconsciously asked, "what is that?"

She did not expect that she would ask this subconsciously, and after asking, she also froze, unable to figure out why she asked the question quickly. It's not a very friendly question. If someone says something awkward, how should she answer it?

Only the wind on the temple of greed can be heard for a time.

Just when she thought the two were going to be silent and embarrassed that Moyan was about to come back, she heard him open his mouth, and the gentle voice was sent to her ears by the breeze.