When he woke up the next day, his mind was still groggy. Fei Yao got up, put on his clothes, and went downstairs to the lobby. He saw Ying Zhaoyan and Ning Chuan sitting opposite each other in the same place where they had sat yesterday, without saying a word.

Fei Yao paused and looked at the proprietress behind the counter. Then he saw that the proprietress had a scratch on her face and was looking at Ning Chuan with resentment. When she heard something moving upstairs, she looked up and looked towards

Zhu Feiju said: "Last night, this man was too barbaric. When my aunt went to kiss him, he actually pushed her in the face!"

Walking to the counter, Fei Yao whispered: "I gave you a chance, but you didn't take it."

The landlady raised her head and said, "I don't want him anymore. I want the one who came to see you last night. How about you let me seduce him once?"

Fei Yao immediately slapped the table, "No!"

"You beat my man away back then."

"If you look at him one more time, I will gouge out your eyes!"

The landlady pretended to sigh and said, "I just teased you once. It seems that you are really interested. A God of War and a Demon King are not something a small place like our Feisha Castle can afford to offend."

Fei Yao said nothing more and turned around to go to the table between the two of them.

There was a soup unique to the Northern Desert on the table. Just as Fei Yao was about to pick up the spoon and take a few sips, she saw a pair of hands picking it up faster than her. She stirred it a few times and said affectionately: "It's still a little hot."

, Yaoer, be careful."

"Oh." Fei Yao responded, and handed a small plate of snacks from Ning Chuan's hand, and said with a smile: "Here, you can try this."

Fei Yao stretched out her hand and just took one. Ying Zhaoyan blew the soup in the spoon and handed it to her.

Just as they were embarrassed, there was a loud noise outside the restaurant. A group of people stood at the door carrying the strong man who was beaten yesterday. They pointed at the location of Fei Yao and the other three and said, "That's them! Brothers, teach me a lesson!"

Fei Yao stood up, looked at the two people from left to right and said, "I'll go this time!"

After saying that, he picked up the knife and headed towards the door. The lady boss behind the counter raised her head and reminded: "Be quiet, don't break the things at my door."

Fei Yao ignored it, left the inn, and closed the door with a clang.

Ning Chuan put the cakes in the small plate on the table, looked up at Ying Zhaoyan and said, "The devil used a trick to tie her up with the morning flower fruit."

There was a hint of contempt in Ying Zhaoyan's eyes, but she never raised her eyes, "When you think she can be tied up with a morning flower fruit, you have already lost."

Immediately, there was a sound of fighting outside, and the men who had just made the noise screamed again and again, and some shouted loudly, as if they were hysterical and rushed forward to fight for their lives.

Ning Chuan remained silent, and then the sound of fighting stopped, and a voice outside said: "Quick! Quick! The medical center is over there!"

The footsteps approached the door of the inn, and Ning Chuan said, "If you don't treat her well, I will take her away."

Ying Zhaoyan held up the cup and took a sip of Beimo's wine. The door of the inn was pushed open, and Fei Yao came in with a knife. She looked at the person in the inn and said to her: "Is there another group? Who's worried?

If you are dissatisfied, feel free to come over!"

Everyone hurriedly turned back to eat, and the hall was silent for a moment.

Fei Yao put away the knife and came closer to the table. He saw Ning Chuan picking up the cakes on the table and eating them silently. Ying Zhaoyan looked at her and was about to speak. Fei Yao was still angry at the troublemakers, so he calmly

Face said: "Eat quickly and go back to Chaojuntai! Do you want to stay here and wait for others to covet your beauty?"

Ying Zhaoyan swallowed a sip of old wine and felt that his mouth and stomach were full of heat.

The proprietress behind the counter was watching Ning Chuan and Ying Zhaoyan infatuatedly. When she heard Fei Yao's words, she stopped cracking the melon seeds and made a very contemptuous expression.

After the meal, Fei Yao's anger slowly dissipated and his mood turned from gloomy to sunny, so he smiled and asked the two of them: "Actually, the scenery in the Northern Desert is quite nice. Do you want to stay for two more days?"

Ning Chuan shook his head, "After drinking, it's time to say goodbye."

Fei Yao looked at Ying Zhaoyan again.

"Xi'er and Xiaoxue'er miss you, so they should go back to Chaojuntai."

Returning to Chaojun Terrace, Ying Xi and Xiao Xue'er heard about it and ran over quickly. Ying Xi pulled Fei Yao's clothes, raised her head and said: "Sister-in-law, I heard that you are angry with your elder brother, please don't be angry.

OK?"

Fei Yao knelt down and rubbed Ying Xi's head, "Who did you hear that I was angry?"

"Xiao Xue'er said that her eldest brother wanted to marry another woman, so her sister-in-law was angry. Xiao Xue'er also said that if Xi'er grew up and wanted to marry two women, she would also be angry."

Fei Yao smiled and teased: "Then do you want to marry two?"

Ying Xi thought for a while, "If the eldest brother marries two, I will marry two too."

When Xiaoxueer heard Ying Xi's words from behind, she let out an angry "hum" and stamped her foot.

Ying Xi took a look and said quickly: "Is it okay to marry two Xiaoxueers?"

Fei Yao quickly provoked, "But there is only one Xiao Xue'er."

"Then, then." Ying Xi thought for a long time, "Then I'll marry one. I don't want Xiaoxue'er to be angry."

Fei Yao continued to tease, "What if your eldest brother lets you marry multiple people?"

Ying Xi was in a dilemma for a while, but in the end the brothers turned against each other and said, "Then I will marry my eldest brother and let him experience the consequences of my sister-in-law's anger."

"So, do you think I should be angry?"

Ying Xi affirmed: "You should be angry."

"What should I do when I'm angry?" Fei Yao's eyes were cunning and his words were pitiful.

Ying Xi thought about it and said, "My eldest brother is most afraid of others touching the paintings in his study. Sister-in-law, go and hide the paintings."

Fei Yao couldn't help but smile, "Why should I hide myself?"

"Then..." Ying Xi thought for a long time, "My eldest brother never wants others to touch the scar on his palm. Sister-in-law, please pull his hand to punish him, but you can't hurt my eldest brother."

Fei Yao stood up, grabbed a handful of the candies Qing Qing had prepared on the table and gave them to the two children. He felt that Ying Xi's idea was not really brilliant.

"Your eldest brother's scar has already healed and it doesn't hurt when touched."

Ying Xi and Xiao Xueer peeled off a piece of candy from each other and put it into each other's mouths. Their mouths watered because of the sweetness, and their words were unclear: "It was healed before I married my sister-in-law. The scar has not healed for more than four hundred years."

Fei Yao stopped peeling off the candy wrapper and said, "Your eldest brother has profound cultivation. Who in this demon world can hurt your eldest brother?"

Ying Xi shook her head, "Of course not, my eldest brother made the wound himself."

"Why?"

Ying Xi swallowed a mouthful of sugary saliva and responded: "Because..."

"Xi'er."

The door suddenly opened, and Ying Zhaoyan came in. His words were a bit harsh and he said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Let's go out and play."

When the two ghosts heard this, they grabbed a handful of candies from the table and went out dejectedly.

Ying Zhaoyan came closer, took Fei Yao's hand, then brought a candy in her hand to her mouth, and held it gently.

"I can't sit still in the study, I always think of you."

Fei Yao stretched out his hand to pull up Ying Zhaoyan's left hand, and opened his palm. There was a white scar across the middle. If he looked closely, he saw that the edges of the scar were messy, overlapping, and intertwined. They were made more than once.

"Why hasn't your wound healed for more than four hundred years?"

Ying Zhaoyan's voice was flat, "I was injured many years ago, maybe because of the strange blade, so I didn't heal for a long time."
Chapter completed!