Little Phoenix Loves Her Martial Uncle

Not far apart, the two people look different. Yun Jin sits on the opposite side and takes a sip of tea. He says faintly, "I've worked hard to save my life, but I don't have any plans for the lower world yet!"

What does the beauty want martial uncle to do in the lower world? Fengxi frowned at the words.

"It doesn't matter if I can't use it for the time being. Xiaoshen just keeps this samsara book for xianzun first. In the past 100 years, there have been more and more immortals in the lower world, so it's hard to avoid some omissions in the rush. At the beginning, xianzun broke through thirty-six natural disasters. Although he was gifted and different, he was in debt. Xiaoshen always thinks that it's better to pay back what he owes later than earlier. I don't know. How does xianzun like it? " The words of an Wan Siming are reasonable, smiling and professional.

Yun Jin nodded slightly: "very much!"

Feng Xi almost burst out laughing. Although his martial uncle always spared his words like gold, but after such a big push, you can say two words back. It's really out of proportion.

"Xianzun, please look at this volume. It's the daughter of a young and famous general who fell in love with a gentle villain minister. Officialdom is ups and downs, family fights, love and hate have been entangled for decades, and finally I end up with hatred. Life and death are separated!" Fortunately, an Wan Si Ming didn't care, and continued to say.

By the way, I picked up a volume of samsara volume on the case and "brushed" it. The volume was several feet long and just stood between them. The volume was full of dense words and appeared in the air. I felt dizzy when I saw it.

Cloud sincerely light swept an eye, temporarily speechless, tiny just stop.

Is such a bloody script really suitable for Yun Jinxian, who doesn't eat people's fireworks?

Without waiting for Fengxi to make a sound, anwan Siming changed a volume of samsara book with great insight: "well, the sentimental scholar happened to meet a rich lady, and they fell in love with each other

Fengxi can't resist the impulse to tear the so-called samsara book to pieces. Does her martial uncle look like an affectionate scholar?

Really?

"I feel..." looking at Feng Xi's gnashing teeth, Yun Jin couldn't help but smile. In an instant, the spring breeze in juechen hall was slowly warm.

It turns out that xianzun can laugh. An bansiming was stunned, and then he shook the Peach Blossom Fan in his hand with great pride: "those xianzun didn't like it and didn't get in the way before. Xiaoshen has already prepared dozens of volumes for xianzun. They are full of sadness, joy, infatuation, hatred and entanglement. You can choose them!"

Is this Si Ming Jun really the same as buying vegetables in the market? Feng Xi can't help laughing.

This smile doesn't matter, the poor reclusive skill instant failure, the Phoenix Xi whole person exposed in two people's line of sight, not embarrassed.

Just want to leave, just listen to cloud sincerely you you call a way: "Xi son, do you think that volume is better?"

The one who asked was called extremely natural. He was so surprised that an Wan Siming was not calm: "is this Fengxi, the little goddess of the Phoenix family?"

"Exactly!" Yun Jin didn't know when he came to Fengxi and said faintly, "I haven't seen you for a few days. Xi'er's hermit skill has improved a lot. Even a god like an Wan Siming can't notice it!"

"Hey, hey!" Feng Xi was embarrassed to scratch the back of his head, very natural way: "that's all martial uncle's good guidance!"

An Wan is slightly sweating, feeling this immortal Zun already knows this girl is eavesdropping, that dare feeling she is a test to use.

"I'll see first!" Feng Xi instantly entered the state, and turned over the samsara book brought by an bansiming. He turned over and threw it back discontentedly: "what general, scholar, prime minister, these broken jokes, can they match my martial uncle's identity, really..."

It's a painstaking work. It's just like a little girl's piece of paper. An Wan's heart aches. She's in a hurry to follow the samsara book behind Feng Xi.

Peeking at Yun jinxianzun, he looks like he doesn't care about himself. He is standing there.

Instant, from beginning to end, sweat thoroughly.

Facts have proved that all the so-called rumors in the past hundred years in the six circles are true. Yun Jinxian Zun's love for his nephew is not only incomprehensible, but also doting.

"This is good..."

Fengxi aunt Liang finally showed a slightly satisfied smile.

Anyhow, she took a fancy to one, which made an Wan, who was always in a tense state, feel relieved and said: it's not easy to discuss now.

Feng Xi picked up the reincarnation book in his hand and read it word by word: "the Third Prince of the cloud Kingdom, elegant as an immortal, handsome and elegant, and his admirer is unknown..."

"What is unknown?"

The huge question mark came down, and an Wan grabbed the reincarnation book back and stuffed it into the wide sleeve: "this is still a semi-finished product, a mistake..."

Feng Xi sucked his nose and said, "I think this semi-finished product is much better than those finished products!"

Yun Jin immediately echoed: "I have the same feeling!"

Is this a bullying?

Of course, an bansiming would not say it face to face. She just raised her head slightly difficultly and asked, "is it OK for xianzun to choose?"

"This volume is very good. I thank the commander first!" Cloud sincerely is still light appearance, just the vision touches Feng Xi of time, involuntarily soft a few minutes.

"So good!" How to say it is still said a few words, Ann Wan didn't want to give a man this kind of hospitality for the first time, and ended up in failure. She couldn't help sighing with melancholy.

After the melancholy, anwan soon recovered and said, "this is the destiny of heaven. The fate of the people who have been through the calamity is the will of heaven. Can xianzun think about it?"

It turns out that there is this advanced option. Fengxi is proud of her unique vision.

"It's the will of heaven. Let's go along with it." The main face of a detached look with the wind.

An Wan shakes the peach blossom fan and doesn't help anything. She feels frustrated and adds: "I don't know if xianzun has anyone in mind. How about Xiaoshen getting her down to accompany you to go through the calamity?"

"Is that all right?" Feng Xi startled to drop small chin.

Is this the legendary abuse of power?

"Why not?" An Wan's rhetorical question is very natural.

Yun Jin just looked at Feng Xi quietly: "I'm afraid Si Ming can't help me with this

"Why did xianzun say that?"

"Martial uncle's love disaster, naturally, should be long flying flowers, the scene is picturesque..." Feng Xi thought for a while, somehow, his mind suddenly came up with the back of the white clothes, and finally raised his head, very proud added: "and that woman must have me so beautiful, to be worthy of martial uncle!"

An Wan looked at the two people, suddenly understood what kind of show a meaningful smile: "seems to be a small God to do too much!"

"What..." Feng Xi's reaction is not coming.