What's the difference between an emotionless killer and that cold machine?
Looking at the two-dimensional person opposite, Feng Fuyao put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hands, looked up at the sky, and looked around.
It was obviously not much different from modern times, but this world was unfamiliar to her.
All this seems to be just a fiction, the jade bone fan, the phoenix feather crown, the peerless red dress, the young master Fuyao, this boy is also a girl, she is now.
The Lord of Guiyun Mountain, the Xueyu Immortal Lord, the Xiaoling Immortal Mountain, and His Highness the Ninth Prince of the Yuan Kingdom.
This was all the information she had recently found out about the original person.
Open your palms, then who is she?
Following her movements, Taozhuo also put down the things in his hands, curiosity rising in his eyes.
What's wrong with him recently?
Why does he always want to look at her?
"Are you bored?
Do you want me to take you out for a walk?"
He asked without knowing what he was thinking.
If a country is not established, and in times of turmoil, dragon veins will grow.
Since ancient times, those who have the dragon veins have conquered the world.
He was originally the Peach Blossom Fairy of the Upper Realm.
Although he has never found a corner in the thirty-third heaven or the sixty-sixth palace, he has always been in the world.
The lower realm is discussed.
Ordinary gangsters still can't do anything to him.
The current situation is glaring.
If you look carefully, you can know that Yuling Country is the key to breaking this deadlock.
The stars and the sky have changed drastically in the past few days, and all the stars have moved. , from the moment he was sealed in this continent, he could feel the difference between this place and the ordinary human world.
Xiaoling Mountain, Weizhihai, and Futuo Pagoda each house a person of this world.
Maybe the people he is looking for are among them.
And there is a trace of yearning and longing in her eyes.
Maybe, The young master who is famous in the six countries is the person in his heart, although this idea is really bold.
After glancing at him lightly, Feng Fuyao stood up and said, "No, I'm not in the mood.
I'd better go back to sleep."
She knew that she wouldn't be able to ask anything.
After returning to the house and sitting under the window, she closed her eyes and looked at the condition inside her body.
Dots of golden light traveled everywhere and mixed with her blood.
Although it was just a little bit, it felt powerful.
Uh-huh At this moment, a weak voice sounded under the window, and she frowned.
She stretched out her hand to push open the window and looked down.
On the second floor, a snow-white little fox on the ground looked pitifully.
After seeing her figure again, he immediately shook his big fluffy tail, his big round eyes instantly brightened up, his little body arched, his four hooves exerted force, and he jumped up all of a sudden.
Seeing this, Feng Fuyao quickly ran away.
Unexpectedly, the little fox made a direction in the air and rushed straight into her arms.
She was so fast that she couldn't dodge it.
In the past few days, she had begun to understand her body.
Unexpectedly, she made an astonishing discovery.
Master Fuyao of Xiaolingxian Mountain was the king of the air and the king of birds.
No wonder she heard those two words while lying under the tree that day.
She actually got angry when talking to a bird.
She didn't expect that what she ignored was such an important piece of information, the bird's language.
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Self-taught, it's a magical skill.
However, she felt the tug of the clothes in her arms, the feeling of being scratched by something sharp, and the black line slid down her forehead.
It must have been this fox scratching her with its claws again.
When Tao Zhuo, who had not yet left the table, saw this scene, he smiled thoughtfully, then stood up and disappeared, and he didn't know where he went.
The warm ball fell on her chest, and it was quite heavy.
She frowned in the sultry weather and wanted to pull it off, but she didn't expect that the fox was so scheming.
He moved and bit her collar. , shivering, she always felt that the scenery in front of her was dangerous.
"Hey, you've had enough!
Come down quickly.
If you don't come down, I'm going to pull out your fox skin."
Leng Mian threatened.
She also tried several times to deceive her, but the facts showed that she had nothing but birdsong. , cannot understand the language of other animals.
Why this fox clung to her body was still a question, but she suddenly remembered one thing, that is, this couldn't be a fox demon that sucked human blood, right?
Her back began to feel a little cold.
After traveling through time and meeting the fairy Taozhuo, she no longer dared to believe in atheism.
Although she didn't speak its language, the one in her arms seemed to understand her words.
It twisted its body in dissatisfaction, relaxed its mouth and bared its teeth at her.
The sharp serrations gave people a formidable feeling.
If it bit him like that, a layer of flesh would definitely fall off.
Feng Fuyao was so confused by its action that she didn't know how to feel.
She whistled and teased, and she smiled seductively and a little irritatingly, "Oh, I'm still angry."
The fox that came was naturally Xue Wu, but Feng Fuyao didn't know it yet.
On the day she accepted Xue Wu, it was as if Ji Ciyan had installed a smart tracker.
I don’t understand why Feng Fuyao pretends not to recognize it.
Xuewu is actually a little angry.
He hasn’t seen her for a long time.
In fact, it misses her.
Seeing the white lump growing more and more unruly on her chest, she subconsciously reached out her hand and rubbed it twice.
She obviously wanted to throw it out, but her hands kept moving.
Damn, this weird behavior.
Could it be that this fox was her previous pet?
However, after seeing Xuewu's bared teeth again, she felt that this pet's temper was really not very good.
But one day later, when Zaifeng Fuyao knew Xue Wu's identity, she couldn't help but pout and despise Xue Wu's coward.
When it was ten o'clock in the evening, Feng Fuyao didn't see Tao Zhuo.
Taking advantage of this gap, she changed into a white dress with black embroidery.
She didn't know what the fabric was made of.
It was thick, but And very breathable.
She tied up her hair and put it on the top of her hair, fixed it with a silver hairpin.
She couldn't use her spiritual power to change the color of her long flax hair yet.
She just went out for a short while.
It would be a waste of time to cover it up.
Like now, just Not noticeable.
A few strands of loose hair fell from her forehead and ears, softening her unconcealable aura.
She put on a little light makeup, not to make the person beautiful, but to make her less standout.
She is not very old, but if she hides it a little, her whole person exudes a girlish and fresh feeling.
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The straight long white hard material clothes cover up a bit of her slender figure, but her excellent proportions can still reveal a lot and cannot be concealed.
While fiddling with her clothes, she quietly glanced at the bed.
The snow-white little fox was sleeping soundly, with its pointed mouth wide open, telling its joy in a very human way.
Quietly, she picked up the things she wanted to use, and walked out of the door as soon as she opened the door.
It's really like being bullied by a fox once the tiger fell to the ground.
After closing the door, exhale slowly.
He straightened his waist and calculated in his mind that this fox looked strange, and he could feel a strong aura on it.
Although he didn't know who its owner was, what was certain now was that it was definitely not Her interactions this afternoon completely overturned her bold guess at noon.
Instead of going to the place where she went last time, Feng Fuyao just randomly found a street vendor.
Under the thatched shed, she picked out a relatively high-quality tall horse.
After paying the price, she stepped on her deerskin boots and jumped up steadily. fell on the saddle.
The reddish-brown horse puffed out hot air from the tip of its nose, raised its hooves a few times, and swung its tail, but soon surrendered to Feng Fuyao's pressure.
All the horses in this family were raised in the wild, and the merchant was originally worried about Feng Fuyao.
Fuyao would not be able to control such a beast that was difficult to train, but she didn't expect that she could handle it in a few seconds.
"The girl is really awesome."
The vendor praised loudly on the ground.
The man with half of his chest exposed, sweat dripping from his forehead, asked again, "The girl doesn't look like a local."
Although the question was affirmative, she could His tone was very hesitant.
Women from the Yuling Kingdom are much taller than other countries, and their facial features are not so soft.
Shan Congfeng Fuyao's appearance does not look like someone from the Yuling Kingdom.
The hawker really thought so at first.
It would not be difficult for a woman from the Yuling Kingdom to deal with such a low-level beast, and it would be easy to capture it.
But after Feng Fuyao got on the horse, he was not so sure.
He mounted the horse even more smoothly than a man, and he could control the situation with just a few pulls on the reins.
If he wasn't from Yuling Country, who else could he be from?
But her appearance is too beautiful.
Feng Fuyao originally wanted to leave directly, but she didn't expect the vendor to ask questions and smiled.
The vendor's body was stiff with red lips and white teeth.
Fairy, fairy.
She still knew how pretty her face was, and she had encountered many such situations from the past to the present, so she was not surprised.
"Well, I am indeed not a native of the country."
To be precise, I am not from your time and space yet.
"Which country is that girl from?"
She is not from the Yuling Kingdom, but her ability to control beasts is quite strong.
Not wanting to quarrel with him any longer, Feng Fuyao flicked her riding whip, and the horse roared, raised its hooves, and flew away quickly.
"Chinese" The smoke and dust were billowing, and the hawker scratched his head in it, thinking, how can this country, this girl can really deceive people.
At the street corner, the sound of horse hooves trampling on the bricks, tramp, trample, trample The girl in white clothes came on horseback, her hair was wrapped around her face, her mouth was slightly pursed, and her eyebrows showed a hint of coldness, but when you looked at her, she disappeared and only a faint warmth remained.
There are a few plum blossoms engraved on the end of the silver hairpin.
The workmanship is a bit rough, but when worn on her head, it has a touch of elegance and a touch of coldness.
The lower jaw is sharpened, and the line connecting the ears is naturally beautiful.
The black beads are looking forward, and the eyelashes are feathery.
On the second floor of a restaurant on the side of the street, a man in black took a swig from a large wine glass.
Hearing the sound, he looked down and was surprised.
The girl in white seemed to have noticed his undisguised gaze, and at the last moment she disappeared, she turned back and gave him a middle finger gesture, and then quickly disappeared. t: