The poisonous concubine

Chapter 401 Ancient Tomb [2]

After Feng Duwu left from Feng Wushuang, seeing that the sky was about to light up, she rushed to Taohua Villa as fast as she could.

Just approaching Peach Blossom Villa, Feng Duwu heard the faint sound of the flute, watching the dawn break, the pale light spreads up inch by inch, finely dotted on the blooming peach blossoms, reflecting the crystal-like transparent crystal.The melodious and melodious flute sound overflowed from the peach blossoms, as if the intoxicating rhythm also ignited an inch of fragrance.

Feng Duwu gently landed in the peach blossom forest, looking at the blood-like young man in red, standing in the peach blossom forest, the flowers were like rain, and one or two pieces of love fell on him like a rain of flowers He is still, but he is alive, and he is alone in his eyes.

It was not the first time Yan Ye heard Feng Duwu, the flute sound, but this time it was completely different from the last time. The last time was heavy with a burden, but this time it was extraordinarily brisk, stimulating the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.Just listening to his flute sound is like being in the midst of blooming mountain flowers, and the green carpet of green shade spreads inch by inch under your feet.

"Where did you go just now?" Feng Duwu was engrossed in listening to it, but at some point she heard the sound of the flute, and Yan Ye's blurred voice sounded in a low voice.

Feng Duwu raised his eyebrows, Yan Ye must have known that she had gone to the main courtyard to ask such a question, so he said: "You know why you still ask me?"

Yan Ye turned around, with his hands hanging down, covered by the wide sleeves, only the flute was exposed: "You stole the exercises that Fan Xiang stole from the tomb."

Feng Duwu's heart skipped a beat, Yan Ye is monitoring her every move?Immediately he felt relieved, if Yan Ye was spying on her, he should have seen through her identity a long time ago, since Yan Ye didn't spy on her, and he knew that she stole the exercises and the tomb, then he must be spying The Fan family!
"Are you here for the tomb?" Although it was a question, Feng Duwu was sure.

She said that there was no need for Yan Ye to go to great lengths for her. Yan Ye condescended to the Fan family because he knew that the Fan family had discovered the ancient tomb. The reason is, otherwise the Fan family will be suspicious and uneasy.Therefore, he gave the Fan family a reason to use Tianyin Zitan to seduce her, which really killed multiple birds with one stroke.

"Yeah." Yan Ye didn't lie to Feng Duwu, and responded lightly, "I found out by chance, so I came to Fan's house."

"Why don't you directly ask the Fan family about the crime, they dare not plead guilty, just to pay off the crime, and they will listen to your orders, why are they so secretive?" Feng Duwu couldn't understand.

Yan Ye's bright red lips moved slightly: "I'm waiting."

"Waiting?" Feng Duwu looked at Yan Ye suspiciously, "Waiting for them to confess?"

Feng Duwu had a hunch that this was not the case, because the Fan family was not an important force in Yan Ye's eyes, and it was necessary to use such a method to forgive them.

"Wait until they dig the tomb a little deeper." Yan Ye said softly.

"Dig deeper." Feng Duwu's heart moved, "Is there something in the tomb?"

Even Yan Ye had to wait, that must be a factor that Yan Ye was not sure about in the tomb.

Yan Ye's bright crimson eyes fixedly looked at Feng Duwu: "You are smarter than I thought."

Feng Duwu raised her eyebrows upside down: "What did you say? I'm an idiot according to what you think?"

Yan Ye didn't know what was wrong with him, every time he saw Feng Duwu staring, he felt inexplicably happy, and wanted to see her standing in front of him so vividly, and nodded with a smile: "If I'm not wrong, then It's an emperor's tomb."

"The emperor's tomb?" Feng Duwu's eyes widened, "Shouldn't it be the tomb of the Emperor Yuan?"

"How did you know it was the tomb of Emperor Yuan?" Yan Ye looked at Feng Duwu with a half-smile.

Feng Duwu glanced at Yan Ye: "Don't you know that I took the exercise from Fan Qiong? That exercise is a Yuanhuang-level exercise."

"It seems that the corpse poison on the exercise has been removed." Yan Ye said.

"That is, a little bit of corpse poison can kill me?" Feng Duwu raised her chin proudly.

Yan Ye shook his head: "That's Emperor Yuan's corpse poison, containing Yuanhuang's Yuan Ling, but you tell me how you got rid of the corpse poison?"

"This is an unspoken secret!" Feng Duwu hummed softly.

Yan Ye didn't ask any further questions, but his face was inexplicably sullen, and his voice was also a little cold: "You are good to that kid from the Feng family."

"How do you know that I gave the exercises to my second brother...brother." Feng Duwu looked at Yan Ye with satisfaction and defense. If Yan Ye also monitored her, wouldn't he have heard the conversation between her and Feng Wushuang?
"What? I can't know?" Yan Ye really wanted to know what Feng Duwu was doing after Feng Duwu stole the exercises, but because Fan Qiong had a new move, Yan Ye paid attention to Fan Gong , Feng Duwu didn't pay attention here, and when he came to pay attention to Feng Duwu after learning about Fan Qiong and others' plans, it was Feng Duwu who handed over the exercises to Feng Wushuang and came to his appointment.

When he saw that the Yuanhuang-level kung fu that Feng Duwu had obtained was so easily given to Feng Wushuang, a mere man at the Nascent Soul Realm, his heart was inexplicably blocked, so he played the flute. Dispel depressed mood.

Feng Duwu felt that Yan Ye's attitude and reaction didn't look like someone who knew her identity, so she cautiously probed and said, "I can give the exercises I got to whoever I want."

"Do you really think that ancient tombs are ownerless things?" Yan Ye was always calm after hearing Feng Duwu's words, and he, who had never been able to stir up emotions, inexplicably rubbed his stomach, so he said coldly, "Then It is ancient, and it has been introduced into the world, these things are the things of the owner."

For Yan Ye's anger, Feng Duwu also felt inexplicable, but she was never afraid of Yan Ye, so she snorted coldly, "Even if it has an owner, it should be the owner who came to me to ask for it, not your turn. "

"I am the lord of the last three days, why is it not my turn to ask for it?" Feng Duwu was unwilling to give in, and Yan Ye became even more angry, with a sneer on his lips.

Feng Duwu was choked by Yan Ye's words. This is the so-called rule of the land. Yan Ye is the lord of the last three days. He is the emperor of the past and ancient times. He can bluntly say that everything in the nine days belongs to him. Things, and no one in Cangyun, Canaan, and the last three days dared to say no!
For the first time, Feng Duwu, who was always eloquent, had no way to refute. Her little face flushed red from anger, and she lifted her foot and stomped Yan Ye fiercely: "You bastard!"

After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked towards the villa. She was going to sleep, and she couldn't change her habit.

Yan Ye looked at the back of the little girl going away from embarrassment and anger, and couldn't help raising the corners of his lips, how could he be angry at all.

(End of this chapter)