"Mrs. Xue, are you all right?"
When Feng Jing heard the deep and powerful voice behind her, she quickly stood up and withdrew from his embrace, saying: "Sorry."
When he looked up again, he saw that the face of the man in front of him was as clear as a sculpture, and he was extremely handsome. Those slender peach blossom eyes were full of passion, which made people fall in if they were not careful.
He was dressed in a dark purple robe, low-key and luxurious, just a slight smile was better than the bustling eyes, he said: "The wild cat here, Madam, is it frightened?"
"I'm fine... dare to ask the young master?"
He smiled, "In Xiadongye, I am the owner of this place."
"So you are the owner of Dongfang Valley." Feng Feng thought that Dongfang Ye would be in his 30s or 40s, but he seemed to have just turned 20 years old. After a brief accident, she bent down and saluted, "Thank you, Valley owner Come and take us in these days."
"You're welcome, anyone who has obtained the right to live in the Valley of the Old Ones is eligible to be protected by me, but, Mrs. Xue, what are your plans for the future?"
How to plan? Her eyes were gloomy, and she couldn't think of a place to go, "I... the owner of the valley should stop calling me Mrs. Xue. I can't bear the identity of Mrs. Xue."
"Then...Miss Xia?" Dongfang Ye called out tentatively.
Feng Feng nodded, "Master Gu asked me what my plans are, and I don't know, maybe, after Senior Sun recovers from his injuries, I will ask Qingyu if he would like to return to the Sword Tower with me."
"As far as I know, there is no one left in the Folding Sword Tower."
"It doesn't matter, even if there is no one else, the house is still there." Speaking of this, she smiled bitterly and said: "Perhaps we should thank Xue Ran, when he said that he wanted to destroy Zhejian Tower, he didn't say that it was connected to the house They also burned it together, too, and it was his way to keep the house to make the mourners look at things and think about others, so that they would die of pain."
"Miss Xia, you can also stay in the Valley of the Dead."
"Forget it, I can't help but think of him here. When I go back to Jiangnan, maybe I can forget him slowly, Dongfang Valley Master, I'm not feeling well, so I'll go back to rest first." Feng Feng finished. , made another salute, then turned and left.
Amidst the sound of the wind, Dongfang Ye let out a faint sigh.
Because of Qingyu's presence, Sun Yidao's injury is improving at a very good speed, and because he lost his right hand, Qingyu and Fengguang feed him these days, but he serves him obediently, but Early this morning, he was not facing two people who were smiling at him, but two people with cold faces.
Qingyu was the first to be dissatisfied and said: "I have already said that you can't drink alcohol during this period, but you still drink it. Now that you are well, you have to lie in bed for a while longer."
Feng Guang followed and said, "I said that you are so old anyway, why can't you control your mouth?"
Sun Yidao yelled, "I really just took a sip, just one sip."
"Is this a mouthful?" Feng Guang pointed to the empty wine bottle lying beside the bed.
"I don't know why this thing is here, but I just took a sip of wine, if you don't believe me, take a look!" Sun Yidao took out his wine gourd from under the pillow. I’ve been saving and drinking for the past few days!”
"Okay! You still have something hidden, confiscated!" Feng Feng snatched the wine gourd from his hand, "I just follow the doctor's advice, do you know, if you say you are not allowed to drink, you are not allowed to drink!"
Sun Yidao was so angry that he wanted to thump his chest. Just because he drank a small sip every day, his injury has been developing in a good direction for the past month. Why did it suddenly become serious again today!
He looked at the wine bottle on the ground angrily, and shouted who was framing him!