"Cold frost."
"Master." Leng Shuang came over from behind.
"You go back and tell my brother to wait until he returns to the Guan family for election and then I will go back. Tell him not to be distracted and to practice well. Leng Hua will stay there to keep him company and come together later!"
"yes."
She responded but did not take a step. She hesitated and asked, "Master, if I go back, won't there be no one to protect you?"
Hearing this, Fengjiu couldn't help but chuckle, raised her eyebrows and looked at her teasingly: "Do you think your master is so fragile that he needs personal protection?"
Without waiting for her answer, she waved her hand and said, "Go ahead! Don't worry about this place."
During the three days here, she entered the space to practice every night, and her strength improved rapidly. However, she hid her cultivation so that no one could detect it.
After all, her identity as a ghost doctor and alchemist is already very prominent. If people knew that her strength was improving by leaps and bounds, it would inevitably make some people feel threatened. What's more, there is an ancient mythical beast in her space, even if it is only in its infancy, it should not be underestimated.
After Leng Shuang left, Feng Jiu stood up lazily and walked out of Taohua Cottage with light steps.
She was wearing a red dress and was not dressed as a man. Her loose hair was tied loosely with a red silk thread. She was not wearing shoes, and the red skirt could not cover her pair of snow-white and delicate feet.
She stepped lightly on the winding and smooth gravel road, revealing her delicate toes painted with attractive red nail polish from her red skirt. Before she knew it, she had walked far away, and could faintly hear the pleasant sound of piano coming from outside.
"Um?"
Her eyes turned slightly, a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes, and then she took out a red veil from her sleeve to cover her face. She tapped her toes lightly and shuttled among the peach blossoms like an elf among flowers. After a while, she came out of the maze.
The red figure leaped and sat on the branch of a beautiful blooming peach tree. The snow-white and delicate feet dangled in the air and swayed leisurely, looking very leisurely and comfortable.
She leaned lazily against the peach branch behind her, stretched out her hand to pluck a peach blossom and play with it, listening to the tinkling sound of piano coming from not far away, and the corners of her lips under the veil couldn't help but curl up slightly.
A piece of Luoshen Tune is quiet and elegant, like pearls falling on a jade plate, ding-dong and crisp, and like a mountain stream, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, flowing slowly and slowly...
She didn't think that such a famous guzheng piece could exist in this magical world of cultivating immortals.
"Su Ruoyun, Su Ruoyun, you said I haven't even come to look for you yet, why do you keep coming to me again and again?"
She murmured softly, a faint light flashed across her half-closed eyes, and a strange smile appeared in the bottom of her eyes. When she was about to fly up and leap to the front, she suddenly felt a gaze that she could not ignore falling on her.
She tilted her head slightly, parted the peach blossoms and looked over. When she saw this, a smile appeared in her eyes. As the light flowed, the smile spread out like dazzling stars, which made people dazzled...
It's her!
Murong Yixuan stared at her in a daze, with surprise and nervousness in his eyes that he himself didn't even notice.
He looked at the red figure sitting among the peach blossoms like an elf, her pair of snow-white and delicate feet swinging playfully in the air, her head sticking out from behind the peach blossoms, and her pair of eyes that seemed to be able to speak, filled with a little touching smile...