Cloud painting

Chapter 69 Banquet of the Seven Kingdoms (6)

It's just that those eyes looked at Beilin Xuanye and Fengyunhua complainingly.

Feng Yunhua shrugged her shoulders, but she saw Beilin Xuanye still looking at her with "gusty" eyes: "Look, I just can't get used to that tricky and domineering woman." Speak hard!
Beilin Xuanye smiled, but did not speak.

Feng Yunhua curled her lips, bored.

Near noon, Feng Yunhua said goodbye, and took Yuemo back to Fengfu.

Broken Rain Pavilion

Feng Yunhua changed into a smoky and floral dress, her jet-black hair was casually draped behind her back, and her star-like eyes were deep.Lying on the chaise longue, her eyes are lightly closed, and the feather-like eyelashes are scattered in the corners of her eyes.

"Miss, princess... oh no, it's the third lady who is here." Nowadays, the identity has changed, and even the address has to be changed, which is really not used to.

Feng Yunhua gave an 'hmm', sat up, and threw all three thousand black hairs behind him, his movements were so chic that Yue Mo was stunned.

Feng Qianyan was dressed in a pink butterfly gauze dress, the small bells on her two wrists rang "Lingding", and the smile on her face was extremely bright: "Xiaohua."

Feng Yunhua raised her vermilion lips, stared at Feng Qianyan with her phoenix eyes, and nodded in satisfaction, yes, this is the carefree Qianyan.

"What's the matter here?" Feng Yunhua lay on the pillow, her phoenix eyes narrowed lazily, and the infinite brilliance was absorbed in them.

"No, I just miss you." Feng Qianyan sat down unceremoniously, and took Feng Yunhua's arm affectionately.

Feng Yunhua's face changed, and tiny beads of sweat fell off.

Feng Qianyan didn't know why, so she looked at her nervously: "Xiao Hua, what's wrong with you?"

"Hand..." Vermilion lips spat out with difficulty.

Feng Qianyan followed Feng Yunhua's gaze to see her hand on her arm, and she let it go belatedly, which made Feng Yunhua feel a lot easier.

"Xiaohua, you... what happened to you?"

Feng Yunhua's face was a little pale: "It's okay." Looking at Feng Qianyan, she felt a little helpless, "You go back first, don't blame yourself, just remember not to touch my right arm next time."

Feng Qianyan nodded, and left feeling a little disappointed.

Feng Yunhua tore off her white sleeves, her eyes suddenly sank, the flesh had grown a little, at least not as scary as before, but there was a lot of blood flowing, but there was no way... She took out a white cloth and squeezed it tightly. He wrapped his arms tightly.

Putting down his sleeves, Yue Mo walked in at this time: "Miss, what's the matter with Miss San?"

"It's nothing, you go to rest first."

"Yes." Yue Mo turned and left.

Feng Yunhua sat cross-legged, remembering that when she became a Shura in red, she was able to control her mind because of the divine clothes she looted from Yama: the blood neon dress.She doesn't intend to make this identity public, she can use rhythm to attack and confuse people's minds!

Thinking about it this way, as soon as his consciousness darkened, his body appeared in Xue Linglong.

"Master, you are here." Seeing her, Xue Ling shouted happily.

"What's the noise, don't you see that I'm sleeping?" After saying this, Xue Long fell into a deep sleep again. After a long time, the sound of killing a pig sounded in Xue Linglong's space, "You said! Master??!!"

Seeing her sister's appearance, Xueling nodded silly.

Xue Long turned around and saw the peerless beauty in white looking at her helplessly, her eyes were overjoyed, and she clung to Feng Yunhua's body like an octopus: "Master...Master, Longlong misses you so much... "

Feng Yunhua shook his head helplessly, stroked Xuelong's lovely hair, and walked towards the back room.

Seeing this, Xuelong curled her lips in dissatisfaction: "Every time the master comes back, it's business, so he doesn't miss us at all."

(End of this chapter)