Little Phoenix Loves Her Martial Uncle

When she came out of the palace, she had already felt that this "Qing Zhi" was strange. She didn't think about this "fake" and now she wants to belittle her even more.

She wants to be oppressed, but she only wants to be oppressed by one of her family members.

Cloud sincerely corners of the mouth can't help but smoke smoke, this small wench suddenly smoke of what wind?

This thinking jump, suddenly let him feel a little can't keep up.

The next moment, Feng Qinghua, who quickly put her clothes back, rushed to the "false cloud" again, with a vigilant face, carrying his snow-white skirt, and said: "where did you get my house Qingzhi? What do you want to do when you come in as Qingzhi of my family? "

Yun Jin was bombarded by her barrage of questions, and suddenly felt that her head was big.

This girl, isn't her brain broken?

"You ya, don't think that the mask made of human skin is so lifelike that I can't see it. If you don't take off your fake skin, you'll be naked and sent out on the street. Hum!"

With that, Feng Qinghua quickly points Yun Jin's acupoints and reaches for the perfect face, looking for flaws.

After walking around the man for several times, he still didn't have a clue. He couldn't help but said angrily, "Gee, it's strange. How can this man's skin mask be flawless?"

Usually also don't see her to have so vigilant of time, already can't move of cloud sincerely a head of black line of clench teeth to ask a way: "this childe where resemble false?"

"Qingzhi won't do anything to me like you do. You're too young to cheat me." Feng Qinghua snorted.

How could this guy like a hairy boy be Qingzhi, whose family is handsome and elegant?

You know, at ordinary times, even if she tried every means to stick it on him, she would be pulled back by his expressionless look.

It's really frustrating!

"Feng, Zhuo, ran!"

Cloud sincerely on the body faint cold idea takes the rage cage to encircle.

The latter reflexively returns to "here!"

This person's angry look, to really a little like her home Qingzhi!

Is it? Really let a person tangle, Feng Qing Hua swing in his side around the circle to walk up.

Just in a hurry, her clothes had not been put on, and her snow-white shoulders were exposed in front of him.

Cloud sincerely suddenly have a kind of feeling of blood spurt Zhang, but can't move again, have to lower a voice, sink a voice way: "quickly untie this childe!"

"I don't understand, unless you can prove that you are my Qingzhi!" Feng Qinghua doesn't realize what's wrong with her. Meimou still stares at the "fake face" without flaw.

"What proof do you want?"

"Well, let me see!" Feng Qinghua was a little tired. She stopped at the sandalwood table and sat down. After thinking about it for a long time, she suddenly said, "where was the first time you and I met? What are you wearing? What did you do? "

Yun Jin frowned slightly and pondered a little: "in the pear blossom forest in the suburb of Fengguo capital, you and I were all dressed in white. At that time, you fell down and forced me to help you up, but I didn't want to. Later, it rained heavily and you were in the rain, so I had no choice but to help you up, and then I came back."

Yun Jin hesitated, but did not go on,

The latter felt as if he was listening to the rising look, and asked excitedly, "and then?"

"Then..." Yun Jin continued reluctantly: "then, you robbed my son's carry on liuyunpei and despised me!"

Originally, in Qingzhi's memory, she despised him.

"What else?"

"That night, you broke into the Liufeng hall, climbed into my son's bed and walked away with a strange woman because of the cold wind!"

Strange woman!

Then they are the beauties who throw themselves in their arms, OK?

It's really hard to understand the amorous feelings. Feng Qinghua angrily explains the acupoints to Yun Jin and says: "when you came back today, you were clearly wearing a light yellow robe. Why did you suddenly change it to white again? You can't blame me for such a strange move..."

"The lady said that if you change clothes for your husband in the future, you will treat him as a thief of picking flowers and flowers for once?" Cloud sincerely facial expression black, involuntarily trap her in own bosom, a little bit approach.

Even he didn't know when he remembered all the dots with her so clearly.

"Qingzhiqingzhi, can't I be wrong?" Feng Qinghua was strangled by her, and the weak began to beg for mercy: "do you want to wait for the evening?"

"Well, if you feel tired, I can press you!"

"Shut up

In the early autumn, the flowers of poplars are falling, and the weather is cool.

The person on the soft couch rubs his eyes. I don't know when the person on his side has disappeared. He gets up hazily and pushes the window with his hands. He just sees the figure dancing with sword in the flying leaves all over the sky. It rises and falls freely, just like a startling flood.

Since Yun lianmo came back, he has naturally become everyone's number one target. Yun Huang, who has always been in poor health, has entrusted most of the power of things in the court to his niece and son nianbai. In this way, the minister who used to be the main force has become idle.

Even her family, Qingzhi, was free to read books and enjoy paintings, as if she had become an idle childe of a rich family.

Say to also have to thank Lian Mo well, Feng Qing Hua's eyes keep on looking, in fact, she is the first time to see Qing Zhi holding sword appearance.

The unreachable spirit of immortality faded a little, but increased a little young childe's heroic spirit.

In the words of Feng Qinghua, he is very handsome and wants to press!

Originally thought, he is such a person, should be white without lead, just a quiet station, is enough to make people surrender.

But it turns out that, like Yun Jin, this kind of life is good-looking, and it's excellent to hold anything in your hand.

Looking at the fallen leaves in the wind around a circle with the sword Qi of Yun Jin, Feng Qinghua's hand itches with interest.

He pulled the wind dancing sword out of the body and jumped up lightly to turn into a white light, attacking the center of the sword Qi.

The young master is stunned by the unexpected person, and then smiles faintly. He accompanies her to practice and play with interest.

Feng Qinghua, who is bored by these rules, is very popular in playing with swords.

One push, one block, one attack and one defense. After several rounds, the two men who had a tacit understanding jumped up and flew in the air like a couple of gods.

I think Feng Qinghua is also a well-known Feng nvxia in the river and lake. But after these moves, Yun Jin doesn't fight back and attack, but plays defense. This makes Feng nvxia doubt whether her skill is declining too much.

"Qingzhi." Nuo Nuo Tiantian's female voice calls him like flattery. Feng tilts her gorgeous eyes and looks at her watery in an instant.

Young master, I don't want to be led by myself, but she just wants to win once.

Feng Tiehua as like as two peas, five beautiful petals, with the same beautiful and beautiful pear.

Sword wind with her breath, cloud just stopped, concentrate on looking at her, sword in hand, silent and fall.

Dancing wind sword to his chest in a twinkling of an eye, but in front of the master's hand, very spiritually bent: beautiful man, I don't hurt!