The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 870 Feng Yu'an

Qi Jinghuan laughed lightly, seeing the embarrassment on Xie Wanrong's face.

He stood up and stroked Xie Wanrong's hair, even though he really wanted to rub this little girl into his arms now, he resisted the urge.

Winning the little girl's favor again is the most important thing, he said with a smile: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, it's just about cultivating the beast soul, you have to be careful."

Xie Wanrong's beast soul, Qi Jinghuan has seen more than once, is a real fire phoenix.

He looked up and saw that the mark of fire and phoenix on Xie Wanrong's forehead was not revealed, so he said: "Wan'er, then I'm going out."

He glanced at Xie Wanrong very pitifully, turned his head three times a step and walked out, suddenly he stopped, turned around, and looked at Xie Wanrong with a pair of deep and deep eyes: "Wan'er, if you don't want to give up... "

"Go, go!" Xie Wanrong gave him a sideways look, and nearly kicked him out of the room.

Qi Jinghuan smiled narrowly and left the room.

Xie Wanrong who was left in the house sat down peacefully.

Mouth in a low voice: "Goddess..."

Goddess Temple——

She frowned slightly, and would never forget that Xiao Yu said that the goddess statue in the Goddess Temple was [-]% similar to her.

There are so many coincidences in the world.

Even Xie Wanrong, a person with incomplete memory, was suspicious.

Also, the person in Xiao Yu's portrait——

She frowned tightly before leaving King's Landing Courtyard.

King's Landing Courtyard is not far from Xiao Yu's main hall, but there is a small mountain in between.

Her status in Qingshan College is embarrassing. An outside disciple without a formal apprenticeship, but living in King's Landing College, even Elder Xu and Elder Wei do not have this honor.

But except for a few elders, all the disciples of Qingshan College thought that Xie Wanrong had worshiped Xiao Yu as his teacher.

About to walk out of this small peak, several voices came from in front of him.

"I heard that the newly recruited disciples of Qingshan College are taught by senior brothers in person? Is it true that they have a phoenix soul?"

Xie Wanrong looked away and saw three people walking in front of her.

The woman who spoke was wearing a purple-gold phoenix-painting costume, followed by a servant girl, and beside her was the purple-robed disciple Xie Wanrong had seen in the water village before.

"What the crystal ball detected is indeed the Phoenix Soul." The purple-robed disciple said with his head down.

"Then this is a strange thing..." The woman said thoughtfully, and sent the disciple away.

The purple-robed disciple turned around and saw Xie Wanrong. He was stunned for a few seconds: "Third Princess, don't you want to see your nephew? She is here."

Xie Wanrong has always had good hearing, when she heard the words "Third Princess", she froze for a few seconds.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yu and the royal family are brothers and sisters.

"Oh?" With a light exhortation, Feng Yu'an turned around gracefully. When she saw Xie Wanrong's face, her face was shocked, her pupils constricted, and she pointed at Xie Wanrong: "She...she..."

The man in purple robe said in a low voice: "Princess, she is Xie Wanrong, Wanrong, see Master Yu soon."

Xie Wanrong laughed.

She didn't even call Xiao Yu a word of master, let alone this uncle.

She didn't care what Feng Yu'an's expression was like at this time, she just said flatly: "I've seen the third princess, I'm going to find Dean Xiao now."

She neither called her Shishu nor Master Xiao Yu.

Feng Yu'an's eyes were empty, she stared straight at Xie Wanrong, and after Xie Wanrong left, she still hadn't recovered.

She hid the shock in her heart and hurriedly waved her hands: "You go down first."

(End of this chapter)