Riding on horseback, Feng Fuyao and Ji Fanzhang left the city overnight.
Ink and painting were left there because they had other things to deal with.
Looking back, Feng Fuyao turned her horse sideways.
Long hair flying, cloak hunting.
Two days later, the two rested in a small town in Yuan Kingdom.
"Please come in, guest officer."
The waiter greeted.
In order to deceive others, Feng Fuyao put on women's clothes and pretended to be a pretty girl, while Ji Fanshan pretended to be a businessman, just like an ordinary and well-matched young couple.
When Feng Fuyao pretended to be a man, she was just a teenager, but this era was very similar to the ancient times.
Women had to get married at a young age, and she was only fourteen years old this year.
She hadn't come to Kwai Shui yet, that is, she hadn't come to Kwai Shui yet. and pedicle.
But she is well developed and looks much bigger when she dresses up a little.
Ji Fanzhang first used spiritual magic to change the color of her long flax hair.
With her current appearance, she could guarantee that even her own mother would not be able to recognize her if she came.
As the waiter arrived at the private room on the second floor, they ordered some food and went in.
"Mother-in-law" almost slapped her in the face, Ji Fanzhang gave her a rather sad look.
Mom, she suppressed a smile and ignored his little look.
She had already given the news to the other side, and Hong Luan would meet them outside the town tonight.
"Okay, let's take a rest.
We have to travel all night tonight." ,, Outside the mountains at night, the scenery is even more dewy.
The wind is everywhere and the chill is pressing.
When they arrived at Hongluan, the two of them started on their way again.
Standing on Hongluan's back, looking at the long-lost style.
"Young master, I prefer Qiluan Country."
With a smile, yesterday seemed like a lifetime ago.
Although she had been busy on the road these past few days, she had always visited Qiluan Country when she had nothing to do.
It was a level of freedom comparable to that of Yuan Country.
People are at ease, their hearts are at ease They randomly found a wine shop to rest and explore the situation of the past few days.
They were still dressed as before.
The two of them sat by the window and listened to other people's chatter.
Linyuan City is still frosty and cold, but Shangluan, the main city of Qiluan Kingdom, has had a spring rain a few days ago, and the greenery has quietly spread.
"Hey, objectively, the food you ordered is ready."
The waiter stepped back after serving the food.
Savor the meal carefully.
"Did you hear that?"
"What's up" Although the speaker tried his best to lower his voice, the two spiritual cultivators had excellent ears and eyes, not to mention Feng Fuyao was there.
"Something happened again.
Last night, Mrs.
Zhang next door disappeared."
Everyone lamented "No, a lot of people have been lost in Shangluanli these days.
You have to watch your home carefully when you go home."
After a while, these people paid the money in a hurry and walked out, just a few ordinary people.
Feng Fuyao and Ji Fanzhang looked at each other and nodded.
After taking out some broken silver and placing it on the table, the two of them followed out the door.
Following the big man who just spoke all the way to the intersection, Ji Fanzhang grabbed him and dragged him in.
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"Don't move, I just want to ask you a few questions."
Feng Fuyao said from the side.
Seeing that he couldn't break free, the strong man could only nod his head, thinking that these hozen scum had now captured even men.
"When did you start talking about losing women?"
Her voice was so cold that it made the man tremble.
Shivering, "Really, really."
"Oh, no, it's been a long time.
It only started a few years ago.
But, yes, yes, few people were lost, and the government didn't dare to announce it.
It wasn't until a few days ago that the prime minister's youngest daughter was also lost, so, just...
Be known." prime minister "Then Ms.
Zhang you are talking about" "Last night, Xiao Zhang said that his wife got up to go to the toilet, but she didn't see her again this morning.
Considering what happened in the past few days, she must have been taken away."
Xiaolingxian Mountain Feng Fuyao was sitting at the lower end of the hall, her dark eyes were cold, but the smile on her face was as bright as the spring breeze.
More than a dozen consular lecturers stood in the center of the hall, and nearly a hundred lecturers stood neatly behind them.
The great lecturer was dressed in a white coat and had a long beard.
He looked like a peach man.
He glanced at the top and saw that the young man was playing with the tassels above, not knowing what he wanted to do.
"Young Master, I don't know why I summoned everyone here today."
Throwing away the things in her hands, she tilted her chin and looked down, her eyes very distracted, but the person below couldn't help but shudder.
"It's nothing.
I just heard about the recent embarrassing things in Qiluan Country.
I wanted to ask your opinions.
Let's have an exchange of ideas."
These missing women are most likely the result of the secret man's tactics to deal with her.
If she doesn't come back, it seems that even if there is a barrier outside the fairy mountain, she won't be able to stop her.
As for the person in Linyuan City, he is even more troublesome.
For the current plan, he can only stay and deal with him for a while.
She has not yet obtained the jade gossip, so she cannot leave just yet.
Although everyone was a little confused as to what she meant, they still knew one thing.
Qiluan Kingdom had been embarrassed again recently, and she also found out about it.
The First Elder ignored the looks of others and took a small step back.
The Fourth Elder had a bad temper and saw how timid they were, so he had no choice but to move forward.
However, due to Feng Fuyao's intimidation, his feet were still a little softer.
"Little Master, what do you mean?"
She glanced at them again with a half-smile, and tilted her head.
She was innocent and irritating, very much like someone, "Why should I ask you?
As a lecturer in Xianshan, I only know the daily routine."
You have a smooth road to fame and wealth, but you don’t even know that there are poisonous corpses at the foot of the mountain, you are a bunch of mediocre people.”
Everyone at the foot of the stairs was shocked, Gu Zhi, since they became the lecturers of Xiaolingxian Mountain, none of them have been famous outside, being flattered and complimented by others.
Although this is a fact, but they were beaten by a person who was no more than a spoon dancer.
The boy pointed at his nose and cursed, that feeling was really shameful.
"Sir, even so."
A middle-aged lecturer who had just entered the mountain and didn't know Feng Fuyao's temperament.
Seeing that she was always smiling and talking sweetly, he was just a young man.
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When his head felt hot, he rashly stepped forward and wanted to retort, but before he could finish speaking, he fell asleep.
Like a broken paper kite, it flew out of the palace door, spit out a mouthful of black blood, and immediately passed out.
Originally, the people around him wanted to stop him, but he was too eager to stand out and stood out before anyone could take action.
In fact, they are not so kind, they are just afraid of hurting themselves.
She calmly retracted her hand and smiled again.
At this time, everyone thought that it was a nightmare.
The First Elder quietly glanced outside the hall and cursed in his heart.
Where did this idiot come from?
Have you heard too many rumors?
Then why didn't you remember what I told you when you entered the mountain?
Despite the kindness on the face of the great elder, among the dozen or so consular lecturers, he is the one who loves money the most and is the most scheming.
He is also the one who has the most contact with Feng Fuyao.
He is a genius, a genius, a fairy, the king of the air, and the king of birds.
He just wants to ask who made it up.
This is just a pervert, okay?
Fairy Mountain was not like this in the past, but it became like this because of the young boy who hired lecturers, divided classes, and upgraded a lot.
To put it bluntly, without her, many people would not be where they are now.
I have given you all my advice a long time ago, but these scum still dig holes for me to jump into.
"Don't be angry, young master.
It's all our fault for neglecting such an important matter.
Then what should we do next?"
This old fox can't sleep well if he doesn't flatter himself all day long, but these steps are so comfortable to walk on.
"I suspect there is a spy in our mountains, what do you think we should do?"
Everyone was sweating, spy, what a terrible word.
"We will stick to ourselves, strengthen our defenses, and jointly defend ourselves against the enemy.
Don't worry, sir."
Nodding with satisfaction, she smiled happily, "Then I'll help you all."
After waving his hands to drive away the crowd, Feng Fuyao leaned on his seat and thought.
Ninth Prince's Mansion Ji Ci's face was filled with anger, and there was a storm brewing in his eyes.
He only went out for a few days and then left.
"Your Highness, Mr.
Fuyao had a letter for you that day, but I thought maybe she wouldn't leave if I didn't accept it, but "I didn't expect to leave, and I set off overnight."
"Okay, you go down."
He came to Xuexu Garden alone.
The courtyard was as usual.
Except for a few candles on the first floor, the second floor was so quiet that it scared him.
Fortunately, her people were still there.
Shutao was sewing silk handkerchiefs in the guest room.
Now she was the only one left in the whole building.
Ink and painting went out every day.
During the day, she could still chat with the little girls and talk about homely things.
It was time to arrive.
At night, she was the only one left, and the Ninth Prince's Mansion was heavily guarded.
She was alone and not afraid of anyone coming.
The door opened from the outside, and Her Highness, who had disappeared for a long time since the young master left, stood there blankly, without speaking for a long time.
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She put down the things in her hands, stood up and saluted.
"Did your young master leave any letter before he left?"
Shutao was originally worried about what to do if His Highness Ninth made an attack, but he didn't expect that he was here to ask for the letter left by the young master.
She hurriedly ran back and took out a small envelope.
Ji Ciyan glanced at it and frowned slightly.
It was so small and could only write a few words.
He took it and left without saying a word.
Shutao stood alone for a moment.
Why did he always feel that there was something between the young master and His Highness?
Sitting at the desk, he hesitated for a moment, then opened the letter.
On the clean white paper, there were a few lines of small words printed on it, and a small portrait, with a big head and a small body.
The letter read: Your Highness, there is something going on in the Immortal Mountain, and I need to return quickly.
Don’t look for me until the incident is over and I’m back home.
Also, please, Your Highness, take good care of my rice insect.
She will stay here as a hostage.
Bar The little man painted below is none other than Shutao, with a round face and a silly smile.
Ji Ciyan couldn't help but laugh.
She thought back to the girl.
Indeed, she looked very similar.
But why didn't she draw herself?
The man who looked like a fairy to other women showed a rare act of childishness.
He found a pair of scissors and carefully cut off the edges of the big-headed doll.
Under the light of the lamp, his face is as handsome as jade, as beautiful as a banished immortal.
Looking at the thin handwriting, he frowned in confusion, tightly.
What kind of brush was used to grind the ink?
He found the smallest wolf hair, lightly focused the pen and ink, and carved shallow and detailed strokes on the rice paper, but no matter how he painted, he couldn't make those tiny marks.
I don’t know which paper it is on.
There are a boy with uncoordinated proportions, a boy laughing heartily, a boy reading a book, and a boy opening a fan fiercely.
The last one shows a little girl who is less than five years old.
She is dressed strangely and is too big for her.
She was wearing a lot of clothes, her eyes were cold, and she was holding a strange weapon in her hand.
Her movements were very spicy and charming, as if she was killing something, and she slowly touched this picture.
He smiled lightly, as beautiful as the light, as bright as the moon, "Yaao" After putting it away, he very rarely looked at the little figure he had cut out.
It was drawn by her, and he was reluctant to throw it away, but he didn't want to keep any woman other than her. ,, Feng Fuyao in Xiaoling Mountain took a bath, sat on the bed, and waited quietly.
At this moment, of course she didn't know that she had used a homemade carbon pen unknowingly, and accidentally drew a small portrait that made people laugh.
I couldn't sleep all night, and I didn't even know "Ya'er" Feng Fuyao was unexpectedly happy when she heard the sound and quickly got out of bed, put on her clothes and ran out the door dragging her shoes.
Looking at the candlelight that had just been lit downstairs, there was also the dignified, beautiful and graceful girl who looked up to the clouds and the moon, and the ugly monk, "Aunt Chan, you old weirdo."
After running downstairs in a few steps, she hugged Kunchan.
Although Kunchan was already over forty, she looked like a woman in her twenties.
The white gauze wide-sleeved dress with pleated butterfly pattern made her look sober.
Like Fairy Lingbo.
He also hugged her, and Kunchan smiled lovingly, "Why have you lost weight?"
Her voice was soft and gentle, with a hint of magnetism rare for women.
"No way, you've only lost weight since Aunt Chan."
"Ah Xia, did you hear that?
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Ya'er said I lost weight."
The great monk Yu Xia moved the rosary beads a few times and said in an old and ugly voice, "I still look better if I gain weight."
Standing together, these two are certainly a strange combination.
"Aunt Chan, why are you back?"
Pulling her to the table, Feng Fuyao asked.
If it's true, they should be in Linyuan City.
Glancing at her, Kun Chan grabbed her hand and kneaded it like a mother, "It's not you yet.
We were already almost arriving at Yuancheng, but on the way I heard about the Fairy Mountain.
I knew you would definitely come back.
Had to come back."
Nodding lightly, she rarely smiled like a child, "Aunt Chan is so kind."
"Little slippery man, don't fool me.
Do you want to go into Fuduo Pagoda?"
Although it was a question, the tone was affirmative.
Don't blame her for feeling guilty.
Vodora Pagoda was originally her responsibility, but she had given it to this child early.
She had come back covered in fire poison a few years ago.
How could she trust her to go in again?
After two cups of tea were served, Feng Fuyao could only comfort her: "It's okay, Aunt Cicada.
Since I am the master of Xingxiu Pavilion now, I won't let it go.
You, just enjoy traveling around the world with the old monster."
Seeing her careless look, Kunchan was speechless, but her worry still didn't go away.
"I'm here to unblock you."
The great monk who had been silent until now suddenly spoke.
"Ah Xia, didn't you say that Ya'er's current body must be well taken care of and she must not exert her strength rashly?"
Yu Xia held her back and said, "She got a chance and her fire poison has been relieved a lot."
Chance Kunchan looked at Feng Fuyao, "Ya'er, what chance?"
Feng Fuyao coughed a few times awkwardly, "I just ate something good."
Aunt Chan, ever since Xingxiu Pavilion was handed over to her, has become more and more like a child, wanting to get to the bottom of everything.
"Okay, let's get started" Yu Xia's skills were at their peak.
Since it was him who placed the restriction, it was lifted in just a few strokes.
Starlight filled the air, Feng Fuyao's body cleared, and the light golden spiritual point slowly retracted.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－ Cheng said: Your Highness Your Highness:
Cheng said: Why is your highness in a bad mood today?
His Highness: Everyone has sneaked away, you don’t understand why I’m in such a good mood. 45° Melancholy Cheng said: If you have nothing to do these days, just show off and collect some cute points.
The cold wind blows, and the young master arrives.
It goes without saying Take eight hundred steps back and shout: Is something wrong?
His Highness: Yaao, where have you been?
The young master didn't look at him and was a little angry: "Go away, I'll settle accounts with you someday."
He glared at Cheng and said: Who do you think is a pervert?
Looking at the wretched figure hurriedly away, the young master clenched his hands, turned around, and touched His Highness's head: Be good and collect it, and you can come to me.
His Highness turned around: Well, um, everyone in front of the screen, please collect it: