Chapter 179: Fenggui's Old Encounter (1)
In the gorgeous sedan chair, Huangfu listened intently to the whispers outside, although his face was expressionless, his heart was filled with joy.

But this good mood did not last long.

"Look, look, isn't that Fenggui's princess protecting the country, Ling Xin?" Someone in the crowd shouted, and when they heard this sentence, they all erupted.

"Is it really the princess who protects the country? Is it true? How could she be the one who came this year?" Jia Nu said.

"You don't know that, even though she didn't show up in person in previous years, the poems brought by Fenggui are unprecedented, and they can be called the best in the world," Otoman said nympho.

"Yeah, she is really an astonishing and strange woman. How many men feel ashamed of such a peerless appearance." No one in the crowd sighed.

That's right, even with that strong martial arts, it's beyond the reach of many men.

Picturesque eyes had been fixed on him when the sedan chair appeared, and they were full of deep indifference.

It's as if they really don't know the people inside.

On the side of the sedan chair, Ling Xin seemed to have a feeling, and opened the curtain, looking around.

"Xin'er, what's the matter?" the man next to Ling Xin asked worriedly.

Ling Xin looked at the handsome man beside her, smiled faintly, and signaled that she was fine.

Then she lowered her head, and in that minute, she seemed to feel a familiar breath.

Just like the feeling back then, the feeling that drove her helplessly crazy.

But then she shook her head, that person was dead, impossible, impossible, Ling Xin tried her best to control the fear in her heart.

Even though she is now the princess of protecting the country, only she knows that her identity and status are obtained by stepping on the corpse of her closest person.

What I did in those years, thinking about it now, I still can't forget it.

The girl with a sweet, hearty, and righteous smile is gone.

And on the second floor of Zhaoyang Building, drinking the tea in his hand in a picturesque and elegant manner.

"Miss, what do you think about these people?" Buhui looked at the atmosphere in front of him and said bluntly.

Ruhua didn't answer immediately, she was still drinking the tea in her hand.

"Miss" will not regret feeling a little anxious, and their ladies like to tantalize people's appetite at critical moments.

"I don't regret it, what are you in a hurry for? This is just the beginning. Just watch, it won't be too late for Mrs. Ben to meet them," Ruhua replied lightly.

Chiyue's people were earlier than Fenggui and Nanlin's, since everyone has come, it's only a matter of time before they meet.

Several people didn't speak after hearing what picturesque said, they understood what their lady meant.

Until Ling Xin arrived at the post house specially prepared for their Feng Gui, she was still depressed.

"What's the matter, what's the matter?" Ling Xin didn't reply to the person who suddenly appeared in her room.

"Why, I remembered my old friend, why did I forget, you also met that person here at the beginning, after all these years, are you still resentful? Or are you jealous?" The woman's voice was a little low, without the slightest coquettishness and tenderness of a woman. weak.

"Miss Mo, please be careful with your words." When Ling Xin heard about her old friend, her heart trembled.

That stunning old friend, that peerless martial artist, died in her hands in the end.

How sad, they were such good friends at the beginning, but nothing has the right to attract more attention.

(End of this chapter)

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