An Yi has been in a very good mood these past few days. After eating the fish in the river, the wild ducks on the river, and the chickens on the bank, today she aimed at the birds in the sky and insisted that Feng Qingchen catch pigeons for her to make soup.
Early in the morning, the air after the rain was still filled with white mist. Feng Qingchen, dressed in scarlet clothes, was galloping through the sky. Her long hair in scarlet clothes crowned the mountains. The sky was so beautiful that An Yi could only look at it. Clap your hands.
An Yi had sent Feng Qingchen to do a lot of things in the past few days. Firstly, she was in a happy mood when she saw Feng Qingchen being sent to her. Secondly, she wanted to see what was wrong with Feng Qingchen's body and why she was there that day. He was in so much pain in the dense forest, but in the past few days, under her careful feeding, Feng Qingchen had regained his previous appearance. There was no abnormality at all, and even his pulse was normal.
Did she see it wrong that day?
An Yi murmured in her heart, then heard two flapping sounds in the sky, two pigeons landed at her feet, their necks drooped and tilted to the side, their black bean-like eyes staring straight at her, as if begging for their lives.
An Yi knew that Feng Qingchen must have done it on purpose. He raised his head and was about to teach him a few words when he saw a man dressed in scarlet clothes coming from the horizon. His snow-white skin shone in the sunlight and was extremely beautiful.
After the rain, the grassland is covered with a layer of clear and graceful wildflowers, slightly withered, and dots of stars are half hidden and half visible, sometimes floating and sometimes shining. The man fell on the grass, like a banished immortal descending from the sky, elegant and refined, with those twinkling eyes yet captivating, two strange temperaments fused together, making An Yi feel distraught.
"Is there enough to eat?" Feng Qingchen glanced at An Yi expressionlessly.
An Yi immediately regained his concentration and poured a cup of tea for Feng Qingchen: "That's enough, that's enough. Thank you for your hard work. Let's have a cup of tea!"
Feng Qingchen sat down and picked up the tea and was about to drink it when An Yi suddenly leaned in with her mouth pouted.
Feng Qingchen was stunned when she saw An Yi pouting her pink lips, opening her big eyes, and approaching Feng Qingchen with a harmless look on her face. She blew on the hot tea table seriously, and then smiled. Looking at Feng Qingchen: "Be careful!"
Feng Qingchen¡¯s hanging heart slowly let go, and she couldn¡¯t help but feel a little disappointed. His fingers holding the tea trembled slightly, and he said in a deep and expressionless voice: "Be careful with your saliva!"
An Yi was so angry that he wanted to beat him to death, but Feng Qingchen turned his head and drank it all in one gulp, but the corners of his lips could not help but curl up.
Feng Qingchen was sitting on a small bench plucking pigeon feathers when a pair of exquisite embroidered shoes appeared in front of her.
Feng Qingchen raised her eyes and glanced lightly at the woman in front of her.
Mei Ge looked at her master in disbelief. He was dressed in a gorgeous scarlet robe. He had white hands and slender fingers. Those were the fingers that could cause chaos in the world with just a single move. At this moment, he was desperately pulling down the hair, and his hands were still Because the water was so cold that it turned red.
"Master, how could you do such a thing?" Mei Ge said angrily.
"How about you do it?" Feng Qingchen looked at her indifferently.
Looking at the basin of blood, Mei Ge found it difficult to do anything.
"How is the thing I asked you to do?" Feng Qingchen asked calmly.
"We have already issued a Jianghu order in the name of the alliance leader. The Red Lotus Sect is slowly rising, and our brothers in the Red Robe Army, Leng Jiu, are almost in contact!" Mei Ge quickly reported.
"The Red Lotus Sect" Feng Qingchen shook his head faintly. He almost wiped out the entire Red Lotus Sect back then, but now he wants to use its reputation to rebel. How ironic! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com