This Lord is Too Cruel

Feng Aotian lied down on the soft couch, poured a cup of tea and sipped it slowly. Seeing him come out, a wicked smile appeared at the corner of her mouth and whispered, "Come here."

Wei Zimo looked at her, "How did you get here?"

Listening to what he said, Feng Aotian replied indifferently, "If you don't come, the Lord will pass."

Wei Zimo just glanced at her lightly, turned around, and walked towards the bed.

Feng Aotian curled her lips and smiled, put the tea cup down, flew down beside him, wrapped around his waist, and whirled lightly, both of them fell on the bed, she bullied herself up, and kissed softly through the veil. His lips.

Wei Zimo opened his eyes, looked at her, then raised his hand, pushed her away, and sat up by himself, "I'm tired, you can go back."

Feng Aotian tilted his head, leaned on his shoulder, raised his hand, put his undried green silk in his palm, dried it with internal force, drew up a strand, and entangled it in his hand, "You are making an order ?"

"Anyway, you have to leave in a few days, so it's better to go ahead." Wei Zimo pulled her own green silk from her fingers, and then got on the bed, lying on one side with her back facing her.

Feng Aotian lay on his side, fingertips across his back through the fabric, and slowly descended. Wei Zimo was startled suddenly, then turned around and glared at her, "Don't do anything to me. "

Feng Aotian took advantage of the situation, put him in his arms, lowered his head, and looked at him, "What if the master moved?"

Wei Zimo raised her knees abruptly and attacked Aotian, but at this moment, her hand was pressed on...

"Ah...you..." Wei Zimo was suddenly startled, and now he was held by her hand where he had never been touched before, his face flushed red, and he stared at her with gnashing teeth.

Feng Ao Tianshun moved his fingers, then lowered his head, lifted the hem of the veil, kissed his lips, and clasped his fingers with the other hand.

Wei Zimo's eyes widened, but he had never been treated like this before. He was exposed to double stimulation and almost collapsed. He gasped for breath, looking at the culprit who acted recklessly on him, wishing to kick her. Go down.

Feng Aotian tilted his head, watched him panting, and said with a smile, "How do you feel?"

"Go away..." Wei Zimo gritted his teeth, growled, then pushed her away and retreated to the corner of the wall.

Feng Aotian looked at him with an angry look, but he was in a good mood. Then he got off the bed, but did not leave. Instead, after going to the screen, he took off his clothes and bathed with a smile on his mouth.

Wei Zimo calmed down his heartbeats, got off the bed and rushed out of the bedroom wearing only a middle coat, standing in the courtyard without saying a word.

After Feng Aotian walked out of the screen after taking a bath, she was just right when Wei Zimo made such a big movement. She naturally knew his look when he left with a deep smile. She walked out of the bedroom slowly, and saw him slightly tilted his head, slender. The neck is raised in a beautiful arc, and his eyes are cold, looking into the distance.

Feng Aotian walked to his side and embraced him, "Can you calm down?"

Wei Zimo leaned weakly in her arms and whispered, "I'm tired."

Feng Aotian knew what he was going through today. The industry he managed so painstakingly, in a flash, half of it became someone else's, but he didn't know how much he could hold onto.

She shook his hand, "It's late autumn now, and winter will begin next month. Do you want to cause the wind and cold?"

Wei Zimo looked sideways and looked at her. He suddenly felt that it was good for someone to care so much. He used to be such a calm person. Although he sometimes had a violent temper, he was never as irrational as he is now.

Feng Aotian led him into the bedroom, walked slowly to the bed, and the two lay down, she leaned on her side, just watching quietly.

"Look at what I am doing?" Wei Zimo asked in a low voice, his voice contaminated with chills and a little low.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, portraying his eyebrows, "Do you have to carry it yourself?"

Wei Zimo turned around, looked at her, suddenly raised his hand and embraced her in his arms, "I don't know how long he can carry him, he said he will do it, if I have nothing and no bargaining chip with you, you will still want me?"

"Yes." Feng Aotian replied in a deep voice.

"Why treat me so well?" Wei Zimo asked her puzzledly. From beginning to end, she told him domineeringly that she wanted him to break through his defenses time and time again, leaving him with nowhere in the end. escape.

"Because, Lord wants to be nice to you." Feng Aotian stroked the Qingsi on his chest, "rest early, today, you must be very tired."

"Yeah." Wei Zimo nodded, leaning quietly in her arms, and the two hugged and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, before Wei Zimo woke up, Feng Aotian left the Floating Dream Palace, walked inside, walked to the dragon couch, and looked at Feng Yinqi, who was still awake, sitting on his Next to him, stroking his cheek, "I haven't seen it for a few days, but it has changed again."

Meteor was lying beside Feng Aotian, looking sideways, looking at her, "Holy Lord, is that Lingyu really useful?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "Do you have any good ideas?"

Meteor rolled his eyes, "Or, let Meteor sacrifice?"

"Little ghost head." Feng Aotian raised his hand and patted Meteor's head. Then he took the powdered spirit jade, and then brought water, put the powder in the water according to a certain amount, and stirred.

Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng walked in. Seeing Feng Aotian feeding Feng Yinqi intently, they looked at each other.

"The minister sees the emperor!" The two walked to her side and bowed.

Feng Aotian raised her eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu, knowing that he was taking care of Feng Yinqi these days. She raised her hand and passed the porcelain bottle in her hand to him, "This is the amount of six dollars a day. Dew, feed it to him, and leave it to you these days when the Lord is away."

"Yes, the minister must handle it well." Lan Jingshu answered with both hands.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Don't worry about your affairs."

Lan Jingshu said warmly, "My lord, how is Hanjin good these few days?"

"Well, the complexion has recovered a lot." Feng Aotian nodded, "Master will let him come back safe and sound."

"Okay." Lan Jingshu smiled slightly, thinking about having not seen him all these days, it was a little worried.

Gu Yefeng looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, please change your clothes for breakfast."

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "You are now also concerned about the Lord."

"The minister always cares about the emperor." Gu Yefeng said bluntly.

The dog swayed at Feng Aotian's feet, looking at her.

"What's wrong?" Feng Aotian lowered his eyes, looked at the dog, and asked in a low voice.

The dog shook his head, just looking at her.

Meteor turned his eyes and saw the dog, got off the dragon bed and looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, Meteor is also hungry."

Feng Aotian nodded, then got up, and the group went to have breakfast.

Wei Zimo slept very deeply last night. I am afraid that in these years, he has never slept so comfortably. When he woke up, the bed was already cold. For some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of loss.

He got off the bed, Tingfeng quickly put the washing utensils on one side, and then walked out.

After washing and changing clothes, Wei Zimo used breakfast alone, but after a brief use, he left the palace and went to the restaurant.

After Feng Ao went to the sky and stopped the morning, he left the palace, and when he arrived at the restaurant, he saw Wei Zimo in the bead curtain with a gloomy face, looking at the secret letter in his hand.

She lifted the bead curtain and walked in, sitting beside him, "How much is left now?"

"Half left." Wei Zimo raised his eyes, looked at her, and handed her the secret letter in his hand.

Feng Aotian took the secret letter and looked at the message inside, "It seems that he has taken the main thing."

"Yeah." Wei Zimo nodded, "Now, although the rest is under my control, it is inevitable that I will rebel."

"It's okay, if you dare to rebel, you will kill without mercy." Feng Aotian looked at him, "Master will not let you face it alone."

Wei Zimo leaned tiredly in her arms. In the past, no matter how great the difficulties and obstacles were, he had to bear it alone. He never thought that one day, someone could be by his side and tell him, No matter what happens, face it together.

He whispered, "I won't let him take away all of my hard work for these years."

Feng Aotian knew that he regarded this property as his entirety. If he did not have this property, he would have lost everything and he would not be able to bear it.

She stroked his back and squeezed his hand, "You will not lose everything, you still have a master."

Wei Zimo nodded slightly, "Yes, I still have you."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Control the remaining half of the industry, even if someone wants to do it, they can't get out of the sky."

"I have sent someone to do it." Wei Zimo replied in a low voice, "As long as there is any movement, I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "When did you learn the style of the master?"

Wei Zimo was dyed with Feng Aotian's words with a slight smile, "Don't you follow me?"

When he returned to China, Xing Wuyun had been waiting. Early this morning, Nan Yu posted an imperial list. The concubine in the palace suddenly contracted a disease, recruited famous doctors, and rewarded him with thousands of dollars.

Xing Wuyun looked sideways and looked at Wufeng, "The reward is ten thousand taels, it's really a lot."

"What do you mean by doing this?" Wufeng looked at him puzzled.

"You said Nan Yu issued the imperial list for what?" Xing Wuyun asked slowly looking at Wufeng.

"Naturally it is to lead the snake out of the cave." Wufeng looked at his smile and could guess what it was.

"What if you go?" Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows looking at Wufeng.

"Do you want me to die?" Wufeng said grimly.

Xing Wuyun chuckled, "Why would I let you go and die, but let you move some hands and feet on Nan Yu and Lu Yunxiu."

"Who is Lu Yunxiu?" Wu Feng couldn't help asking.

"The master of the neon clothes door." Xing Wuyun responded lightly, looking sideways, looking at him.

"Your unattended wife?" Wufeng looked at him and laughed.

"I have dismissed the marriage contract, how could it be my wife?" Xing Wuyun said in a deep voice when he saw his gloating appearance.

"It seems that she is not going to let go." Wufeng said while looking at him.

"So what?" Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, looking at Wufeng, "Speaking of business, why did you get here?"

"I'm talking about business." Wufeng looked at him, "You let me go now, isn't it just to solve your troubles?"

"Yeah." Xing Wuyun nodded.

"However, since she is the master of the neon clothes door, she is naturally familiar with me. Are you not afraid that she will be suspicious and kill me?" Wufeng looked at him and couldn't help asking.

"Then let her kill." Xing Wuyun put down the cup in his hand and looked at him, "Nan Yu is naturally romantic. With Lu Yunxiu's beauty, wouldn't Nan Yu be tempted?"

"Then you are wearing a green hat?" Wufeng said without pain.

Xing Wuyun was sitting halfway, with his elbows on his half-curved legs, with a cheerful smile, "If you say another word, believe it or not..."

No wind hurriedly waved his hand, "It's just a joke."

"Everyone in the world knows how extraordinary the genius doctor Wufeng is, but he doesn't know that he is a man of integrity." Xing Wuyun snorted coldly.

"When have I been polite?" Wufeng disagreed with Xing Wuyun's statement, his eyes sank, and the indifferent eyes flashed with displeasure.

Xing Wuyun sneered, "God knows and earth knows, you know and I know."

There was no wind down, the delicate face, the indifferent eyes, the corners of the mouth were slightly hooked, but there was a touch of evil and charm, which made people see, there was a chilling feeling.

Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a smile that did not fit this white robe, and said, "I will go later."

"Then brother, are you asking me to be more cruel, or are you merciful?" Wufeng raised his eyes, looked at him, and started to joke again.

Xing Wuyun turned the cup in his hand, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at him with a deep smile, "When have you put a light hand?"

No wind chuckled, "When this is done, I will return to the door."

"If you leave, I won't keep you." Xing Wuyun looked at him, "I don't want you to see her."

Wufeng saw that he cares about Feng Aotian so much, he couldn't help deepening his curiosity, and then smiled, "Are you afraid, she fell in love with me at first sight, and then left you in the cold?"

Xing Wuyun's mouth curled slightly, "I'm afraid you will stalk her."

No wind smiled again, "No one in this world can interest me."

"You still go back to the door, self-cultivation is good, the world is not suitable for you." Xing Wuyun casually threw the cup in his hand to him.

No wind raised his hand to take the cup in his hand and nodded, "Well, compared to love in the world, I still like a leisurely and contented life."

Xing Wuyun recumbent on reclining and on the soft couch, looking lazy and comfortable, "Okay, I want to take a break."

Wufeng looked at him like this, then got up, "I should go to work."

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Xing Wuyun waved his hand casually, "Go."

Wufeng looked at him like this, very leisurely, with a faint face, turned around, and left the house.

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, looked at Wufeng's leaving figure, rolled over on the soft couch, and then closed his eyes for a nap.

Feng Aotian stayed with Wei Zimo in the restaurant for half a day. She planned to go back to China. After all, she was really worried about Xing Wuyun alone. However, looking at Wei Zimo and relying on his temperament, she would definitely Pull your face down.

The two returned to the Floating Dream Palace, after dinner, Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Taking advantage of these two days, I am going to return to China."

Wei Zimo looked at her with cold eyes, threw her away from him, turned around, and entered the inner hall.

Feng Aotian helped his forehead and looked at the sky. Obviously, he had expected that he would be like this, and walked to his side unhurriedly, "He has dealt with the matter of returning to China earlier, so he can come back to help you, the Lord is not here In time, nothing can happen."

"I didn't stop you." Wei Zimo said coldly, leaning against the soft couch with his back to her.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and pulled his body over, "Do you care about the Lord?"

"I want to be beautiful." Wei Zimo turned his head and did not wave her hand away.

Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, and took him into his arms, "Reluctant to bear with him?"

Wei Zimo knew that she shouldn't be irritable, shouldn't be angry, and knew why she made such a decision. However, he hadn't felt the warmth that was so easy to get, so he left like this. 'S heart is really uncomfortable.

"Who can't bear it, if you want to go, go quickly." Wei Zimo wanted to push her away, but his raised arm did not move.

Feng Aotian kissed his neck softly, and said softly, "Master just wants you to be by his side forever, wait."

"Will you go? If you don't go, you will never leave." Wei Zimo pushed her away with a thought, and said in a deep voice.

Feng Aotian knew that he was not really angry, it was just a way of expressing that he cared. She wrapped his waist around her back and rubbed her cheek against his broad back, "It became more and more like a child."

"Okay, don't leave yet?" Wei Zimo turned his back to her and said in a bad tone.

Feng Aotian let go of him, "Waiting for the Lord to come back."

After that, he turned and left.

Wei Zimo kept sitting on the soft couch in his original posture until she left for a long time, without any movement, when a cold wind blew by, he unconsciously trembled, turned his eyes, looked at this empty palace, He couldn't help but sneered, Wei Zimo, Wei Zimo, you are really done.

Feng Aotian rode "Aoxue" and rushed back to China at dawn the next day, and immediately landed in the Furong Pavilion. As soon as Zi Xuan had arranged everything, he couldn't restrain her joy when she saw her.

"Master, are you here?" Zi Xuan stepped forward, Fushen said.

"What about him?" Feng Aotian stood on the rooftop, looked at the restaurant opposite, did not see Xing Wuyun's figure, looked sideways, and asked Zi Xuan.

"Master Xing should be resting." Zi Xuan replied with her head down.

"Is the illness under control?" Feng Aotian immediately sat down and whispered.

"Well, Master Xing invited the genius doctor Wufeng to come." Zi Xuan replied with a smile. Now, it can be regarded as stable.

"Well, Lord, go and see." Feng Aotian is also clear about Nan's return to the country, but the news of yesterday has not been passed to her. She is here now, so she can get the accurate news the first time.

"The maidservant will prepare breakfast for you." Zi Xuan replied with a smile as she watched Feng Aotian rushing over overnight.

"Good." Feng Aotian responded with a smile, and walked into the house.

Xing Wuyun drank wine all night, and only fell asleep when it was dark.

When Feng Aotian pushed the door and walked in, he saw him lying on the soft couch with a sloppy hip flask on the side. He was lying on the soft couch with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, with a beautiful face. , There was a bit of innocence, but the eyebrows frowned slightly, seeming to dream of something unpleasant.

She stepped lightly, stepped forward slowly, with her hands behind her back, bent over and slowly approached him until her lips were printed on his lips, and she gently sucked in.

Xing Wuyun felt the familiar breath and thought he was dreaming. When he felt the softness on his lips, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw the face close at hand. He was startled first and raised his arms. He took her into his arms and rolled, and Feng Aotian was pressed into his arms.

He was in a daze, he covered her lips again, biting hard, until he felt her breath fill his nose, and he felt it was real.

He kissed with emotion, Feng Aotian squinted his eyes slightly, wrapped his hands around his waist, and turned around. She took the dominant position, bowed her head and looked at him, "What is Shi Cai's dream?"

Xing Wuyun hooked her neck and continued the unfinished kiss. No amount of words were drowned in this affectionate kiss.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and he saw a white figure walking in. Lifting his eyes, he saw the two kissing on the soft couch. A flash of surprise appeared in his eyes, which seemed to be clear, and then he resumed the previous Indifferently, walked forward slowly without evasiveness.

Feng Aotian sat up, looked at the man in front of him, looked sideways, and looked at Xing Wuyun who was lazily leaning in her arms, "This is the genius doctor without wind?"

Xing Wuyun nodded, disapproving of the touch of Shicai who was hit by Wufeng, and answered calmly.

No wind slowly sat at the side table, poured a cup of tea, raised his eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian, "It is no wind below."

"Looking at it is a bit of a fairy wind." Feng Aotian looked at Wufeng, his eyes were clear, his expression was indifferent, but the gloomy light flashing under his eyes did not escape her eyes.

"Emperor Feng Qi has a good reputation, but he is just a common man." Wufeng replied lightly.

Xing Wuyun looked at Wufeng looking at Feng Aotian's eyes, his eyes sank, then raised his hand, and took Feng Aotian into his arms, and asked in a low voice, "Is the emperor watching a good show?"

"The main reason is to look at you." Feng Aotian lifted his chin and drank slightly at the corner of his lips.

Xing Wuyun curled his lips and smiled, "What are you looking at the minister?"

"When you first came, someone followed me. Naturally, I want to watch." Feng Aotian played with the blue silk on his chest, "If his injury is not healed, he would drink so much wine? Are you afraid of hurting your body?"

Xing Wuyun smiled and said, "It's okay, these wines keep you healthy."

Feng Aotian snorted coldly, "Liquor is a poison that penetrates the intestines, and no matter how good the wine is, it is also poisonous. Are you going to be better?

Xing Wuyun leaned on her, raised his eyes, and looked at Wufeng, who kept his gaze on Feng Aotian. "Do you feel bad?"

"Lord's people naturally feel distressed." Feng Aotian replied with a smile. She naturally knew Xing Wuyun's careful thinking. This was to guard against no wind, and she couldn't help feeling funny.

Zi Xuan walked in with her washing utensils, "Master, slave and maid waiting for you to wash."

"Come in." Feng Aotian whispered.

"Yes." Zi Xuan walked in immediately, holding it on his side.

"Master, come by yourself." Feng Aotian said lightly.

"Yes, the slave and maid retire." Zi Xuan replied, turning around and backing out.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "What are you doing while lying down?"

"Oh." Xing Wuyun got off the soft couch at will, holding her hand, and walking forward.

After the two walked to the golden basin and washed together, Feng Aotian looked at him, "Go change clothes."

"Oh." Xing Wuyun answered obediently, and after walking to the screen, he heard Xixi Suosuo's voice.

Feng Aotian turned around and watched the silent Wufeng sitting at the table all the time, turning the tea cup in his hand, thoughtfully.

She walked up to him, sat down, "What are you thinking about?"

No wind raised his eyes, looked at her, put down the teacup in his hand, then raised his hand to grasp her wrist, as if to get the pulse, Feng Aotian saw it, and Yunxiu flung his sleeve, and ducked away with a smile. He, "What is this going to do?"

"It's just that Feng Qihuang's face is a little tired, so I will take your pulse specially for you." Wufeng put his hand away naturally, with a meaningful smile on his mouth.

Feng Aotian smiled and looked at him, "Master is just driving the night away, a little tired, little things."

"It's reckless in the next." Wufeng replied lightly.

Feng Aotian sneered, knowing that he was suspicious of his identity, but she was a little puzzled, where did he notice that she was wrong?

Wufeng looked at Feng Aotian in front of him. In fact, he was just looking at her appearance. She was too handsome. Because of the affection of suitable talents, there was still a bit of femininity between his eyebrows, which made him feel that before him. The person in is really like a woman, and she has been observing, curiosity, and wanted to find out. She didn't expect her reaction to be so sensitive and her skill is even better, but now she sees her phoenix eyes again Leng Ran in the middle, is it too careless?

Xing Wuyun changed his clothes and walked out, watching Feng Aotian and Wufeng, Shicai's subtle movements outside, he did not notice, but seeing the strange smiles of the two in front of him, he knew that something must have happened.

"The emperor..." Xing Wuyun raised his hand, walked in front of her, and handed her the jade comb in his hand.

Feng Aotian looked at the comb in his hand, raised his eyes, looked at the ink hair he **** at random, and smiled, "Are you going to let the master tie your hair?"

"That's the honor of the minister." Xing Wuyun replied.

Feng Aotian got up, took his hand and walked to the dressing table, untied the silk ribbon he had tied, combed it, and looked at him through the bronze mirror.

Wufeng looked at Feng Aotian, who was facing away from him, and there was a magnificent aura between his gestures, especially the indifferent and noble inborn, and even more domineering. He had seen countless women, all It is feminine or feminine, but she has never seen a woman who can be king. Thinking about it this way, she knows that it is a mistake of judgment to be suitable. How can this person be a woman?

After Feng Aotian familiarly tied Xing Wuyun's hair, he held his hand and walked to the windless front, looking at the windless in front of him, and then at Xing Wuyun, "Is he your junior?"

"Yeah." Xing Wuyun nodded, then looked towards Wufeng, "He is indifferent by nature and likes to be at ease."

Feng Aotian listened to the meaning of Xing Wuyun's words. He was saying that he was not suitable for her to bother with him.

Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun's eager appearance, and suddenly became playful, and then said, "It depends on what the situation is, just like you, brother, you were not happy before, and now you are not willing to stay with Emperor Fengqi. ."

Xing Wuyun took Feng Aotian's arm, raised his eyes, looked at Wufeng, and turned off the topic, "How is things going?"

"Brother, is this the result of acceptance?" Wufeng's indifferent eyes flashed a sly.

At this moment, Xing Wuyun felt that he had a feeling of drawing a wolf into the room, and he wished to kick away the obstructive wind in front of him.

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "What did you do?"

"It just gave Nan Yu a taste of the beauty of beauty." Xing Wuyun tilted his head, leaning on Feng Aotian's shoulder, and whispered.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Well, that sounds interesting."

"Should the emperor take a look with his own eyes?" Xing Wuyun asked with a low laugh.

Feng Aotian shook his head and said, "Don't look, there is something good, it's better to take it off and let the master take a closer look."

"Now?" Xing Wuyun asked deliberately.

"Alright." Feng Aotian stared at him, ignoring the lack of wind on the side.

Xing Wuyun raised his handsome eyebrows, looked sideways, and looked at Wufeng, "In front of him?"

Feng Aotian's hand has slipped into his shirt, "Why not?"

Xing Wuyun responded with a smile, and the bright and charming peach eyes were even more fascinating. He really raised his hand and untied his belt.

Seeing it when there is no wind, some are not used to it, and quickly got up, "Two of you, go out first."

Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun and then towards Wufeng, with a deep smile, "Zixuan, prepare a meal."

"Yes." Zi Xuan, who was outside the door, responded, and walked in the morning by herself.

Xing Wuyun felt boring, raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Really don't look at it? There is no shop after this village."

"It's okay, tonight, Lord, take a good look." Feng Aotian leaned close to him and said in a low voice, his tone even more ambiguous.

No wind has seen such a situation. It is normal for a man and a woman to say such ambiguous words in front of another man. More importantly, one of them is him. He had known people for more than ten years, which made him even more curious about what kind of person Feng Aotian was able to let the senior brother stay by her side so willingly, and still say such unconcerned words.

Feng Aotian watched him standing in place, with his back facing her windless, "Why don't the genius doctor sit down and have a meal?"

No wind coughed a few times, then turned around, and his indifferent eyes were drawn across Xing Wuyun's face, "Okay."

Immediately, he sat down and looked at Feng Aotian, "Is Emperor Feng Qi coming this time to bring his senior back to Fengqi country?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "When will the genius doctor return?"

"No hurry, I heard about the outstanding people of Fengqi country earlier. In these years, I have rarely gone out. Now that I have come out, I walk around." Wufeng said slowly.

Listening to Wufeng's words, Xing Wuyun stared at him harshly, "Didn't you leave today?"

"Did I say that?" Wufeng looked at him with surprise.

Xing Wuyun lifted his foot and kicked at him, and Wu Feng cleverly avoided, looking at him, "Senior brother still likes to sneak attacks all these years."

Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, "Roll out after eating."

No wind raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Isn't Emperor Feng Qi welcome down?"

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Dear friends, I'm sorry. Yesterday, I had a sudden stomachache, vomiting and diarrhea. I have been tossing for the whole night. In the morning, my whole body hurts. I have been feverish and sweaty. There will be more, yeah!