Little Phoenix Loves Her Martial Uncle

As soon as the words came out, everyone stopped and looked shocked.

It's hard to believe that this waste material without any spiritual power can be a descendant of the Protoss.

However, in a moment, the people who originally looked sarcastic changed their faces one after another, and even Yi Rou, who was originally with a thorn in her words, came out and made a comeback: "I said how the younger martial sister Fengxi was born so smart, and she was really different from others when she was born!"

"Yes, yes!" There is a constant echo.

Listen to Feng Xi can't help but want to smile, before, they are how to say she.

A face of disgust that she is scrap, perhaps simply ignore her, not to satirize her two are kind-hearted.

Now what is the attitude of these people's sudden change? Even if she is a Protoss, she is just a waste material goddess, isn't she?

A daughter forgotten by Fenghuang, Fengxi would rather they only treat her as an ordinary scrap.

In this way, we will not lose the face of the Protoss and the mother emperor!

"Younger martial sister Fengxi!"

"Younger martial sister Fengxi?"

Feng Xi's soul flies out of the sky and is called back by Yi Rou gently: "Hmm!"

It has to be said that this elder martial sister Yirou is just like her name. She is so weak that everyone wants to protect her.

"Martial uncle Yixie has always loved you the most. Why don't you perform a stunt to please him this time?"

"Performance?" Feng Xi immediately silly eyes, this is what thing, completely does not suit her.

"Women, mostly for dance, musical instruments, talent, I don't know what Fengxi is good at?" Qingyan's head is lowered and his smile is light.

Feng Xi shakes her head, knowing that she can't do anything. It's not a joke.

Yirou asked with a weeping voice: "does sister Fengxi not want to be with us?"

Nima, the legendary magic skill of crying, Yirou's poor little pattern makes Fengxi a little flustered: "no... no!"

Qingyan pretended to be puzzled and said, "what does sister Fengxi mean?"

"I'm afraid that master doesn't have the patience to see it!" Fengxi weak mouth, sand also evil character, she is clear, however, can't see down those messy things.

Yirou's face turned from Yin to Qing in an instant when she heard the words: "how can it be? If martial uncle Yixie knew that younger martial sister Fengxi had such filial piety, he would be very happy."

Nima, a younger martial sister of Fengxi, speaks. When she hears Fengxi's cold air rising, she sighs. Don't they feel chilly at all?

It's rare that they have such a good purpose for Fengxi. Qingyan gives Fengxi an encouraging look: "younger martial sister Fengxi, you might as well have a try."

"That's fine!" Since connect green speech all said so, Feng Xi instant brain congest to seem of should come down.

"In that case, Fengxi will come with me!" Yirou wanted to pull Fengxi's hand intimately, but suddenly she thought of something like withdrawing her hand, and her forehead was sweating slightly.

Fengxi doesn't care. As she goes to the other side, there are all kinds of musical instruments in front of her, which are put on the table one by one.

In the recent case is a guqin, Fengxi back and forth to scan several eyes, come to a conclusion that this thing, long good!

Yi Rou, with sharp eyes, asked in a soft voice, "does younger martial sister Fengxi want to try this Guqin?"

Feng Xi lowered his head and made a mosquito like sound: "but I won't..."

"No harm, just try."

"Oh..." Feng Xi curiously stretched out her hand, and the Guqin with good sound quality moved with her fingertips.

A string breaking sound with a way of returning: "Shao Mian..."

"Break one, break two, break three..." Feng Xi face dew surprised count broken very orderly string, instant feel: the original playing is quite fun!

"My Yao Xiqin!" Behind him, the unknown male disciple wailed and rushed to guqin, staring at Fengxi with indignation.

Fengxi skilfully dodged, only to hear the man holding the incomplete yaoxiqin crying: "what you broke is not the string, it's my lifeblood!"

Feng Xi hard looked at that person's lower body, abnormal don't understand: "your life root son can be really thin!"

Laughing, Yi Rou covered her lips and said, "it's just a few broken strings. It doesn't matter. How about younger martial sister Fengxi trying something else?"

Can she say no?

In the blink of an eye, there was a piece of rice paper, and one side of the ancient ink case had already been carried to Fengxi's eyes.

She was surprised and said, "is this for me to paint?"

"Younger martial sister is really smart!" Yirou exclaimed.

"Hey, hey!" Feng Xi giggled.

I don't know if the person who used to laugh at her as scrap was the one in front of her?

I can't do anything else. Isn't painting as simple as that: "elder martial sister Lao Yirou is grinding ink!"

Give some color, also open dyeing workshop, according to soft face a stiff, then open ink.

Fengxi didn't stop. Yirou had to grind until two-thirds of the ink was gone. She thought that the hand of the Mo Mo man was almost useless: "elder martial sister Yirou has worked hard."

Yirou stops, and immediately someone comes forward to help her massage: "I don't know what elder martial sister wants to draw?"

"Just look at it!" Feng Xi didn't even take the brush, so he picked up the inkstone and splashed the ink on the white rice paper.

Although it was ink, after a while, only a mass of ink was left on the white rice paper. It was so black that I couldn't see what was drawing the younger martial sister.

Some people regretfully said: "this is a precious Millennium ink!"

Yi Rou has been playing with this little girl for a long time, and the smile on her angry face almost can't hold: "sister Fengxi's eyes are really different."

Fengxi completely as did not hear, her eyes at the moment has been locked in the hands of Qingyan green jade Changxiao, the whole transparent, a look is valuable.

To relieve Qi, of course, choose the most expensive and the best!

The green Yan hand clenched a few minutes, a face vigilance way: "Feng Xi younger martial sister should not be to take a fancy to my this Xiao?"

"Brother Qingyan is really smart!" Phoenix Xi smiles to stretch out a hand, smile of a face pure good: since know that you obediently take.

Yi Rou throws a look in the past, green Yan that small look in the eyes wants to slap dead Feng Xi, bear pain handed over.

"Thank you, elder martial brother Qingyan!" Feng Xi reaches for it and gently pulls it, but he doesn't pull it. Looking back, Qing Yan is still pulling it. He only gripes his teeth and tries to pull it too hard. He almost pulls Qing Yan into his arms.

"That's a good Xiao!" Feng Xi praises him like he doesn't understand. He learns his favorite action in his daily life and turns around in the palm of his hand, playing with the jade flute.

However, Fengxi's palm was obviously too small. One of them accidentally dropped Yuxiao to the ground.

With the crisp cracking sound, the sapphire Changxiao suddenly broke into the ground broken jade.

With the long Xiao broken all over the ground, is Qingyan incomparable meat pain heart.

Feng Xi spread the thin palm of his hand, embarrassed and said, "I really didn't mean it. Elder martial brother Qingyan, please forgive me!"