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429. Rising Storm 09

"Yes, Xiao Xiao Qiongying, how could you become like this?" Wu Yue's expression flashed, feeling her mind was congested and her heartbeat accelerated.

"How did I become?" Qiongying raised her eyebrows, her tone with a hint of displeasure. Is she still ugly?

"No, no..." Wu Yue stammered. She had grown taller and could not touch her head. She was not wearing a veil, very beautiful.

"Let's go." Qingjun smiled at her and walked side by side with her.

Wu Yue fell behind, looking dirty. Qingjun was so strange that she didn't even call her sister, but she looked full of joy.

"Wu Yue, long time no see." Feng Feili greeted him lightly.

"Feng Feili? Why are you here?" Wu Yue looked at Feng Feili in surprise.

"I've been there all the time." Feng Feili smiled faintly, as if his presence was too low.

"You have always been with Xiao Qiongying?" Wu Yue was furious and greeted Feng Feili's ancestors in her heart.

"Just just met." Feng Feili felt lost. He wanted to be together all the time, but her steps were too ethereal and there was no trace to be found.

"You have only met today in the past six years?" Wu Yue raised her eyebrows and felt a little more uncomfortable.

"That's right." Feng Feili laughed.

Wu Yue touched her chin and fell into deep thought. Where did Xiao Qiongying go to have fun in the past six years? It seems that no one has seen Xiao Qiongying.

After the two said a few words, Qiongying and others had already walked away.

"Xiao Qiongying, wait for me." Wu Yue hurriedly led the white horse and chased after him.

"Wu Yue, Qiongying doesn't like you calling her Xiao Qiongying." Feng Feili whispered helplessly.

"Yes, she has grown up." Wu Yue sighed and looked at the distance with mixed joy and sorrow.

The figure was so imposing, it was the innate momentum in its bones, and it was even more mysterious than six years ago. He couldn't even see it.

Such a person is destined to be extraordinary, where will she go?

"In the past six years, Xiaoqiong and Qiongying have always been alone?" Wu Yue suddenly frowned and kept looking at Qiongying's back, not far or near.

"I don't know." Feng Feili shook his head.

"Her clothes were obviously not fit, and the corners of her robe were dragged to the ground, covered with snow." Wu Yue glanced over and looked suspiciously in her eyes.

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The group left the snow mountain, and Ye Chen and Wuxin immediately went to the small town to get a carriage.

"Xiao, Qiongying, where are you going?" Wu Yue's eyes were woven, and his fairy-like temperament was simply harmless.

"Anyway, I won't be with you." Qiongying didn't give her any face, and her patience was limited.

"Uh? It doesn't matter. If you don't go with me, then I'll go with you. Anyway, I'm free. We haven't seen each other for six years. I have a lot to say to you." Wu Yue looked pitiful.

Xixi's appearance hurts his heart too much.

"Sorry, I'm not available." Qiongying walked around him without expression.

Wu Yue froze. He had known this was the result, but why did he still not get used to it? It felt very bad.

Feng Feili saw Wu Yue fall, and he stopped. She was about to leave again, just a moment, even shorter than in a dream.

Maybe she didn't hate Wu Yue, but she was just doing this to everyone. Even if he asked, it was the same result as Wu Yue.

"Fei Li, Wu Yue, let's go." Qiongying did not turn around and walked towards the carriage.

"Qiongying, why?" Wu Yue suddenly came to her, stopped her, and asked in a daze.

"What's the reason?" Qiongying was a little unhappy. She didn't want to be an enemy of Wu Yue for the time being, but it did not mean that she was weak.


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