Wu Yue came out in a good mood and saw that the faces of several people were not very good-looking, so she looked at Qiongying seriously. Seeing Qiongying had no expression, she walked over happily.
"Qiongying, is this feather fan so beautiful?" Wu Yue shook the feather fan as if seeking credit.
"No," Qiongying said.
Not bad? Whether it was Jiuge, Feng Feili, Wuxin and Qiutong, they were all stunned for a moment.
This feather fan is indeed good, but it’s so masturbating. It’s like a round fan that a woman takes, and it’s cold. What kind of fan is used to have a problem with her mind.
"I think it's good too, but eight gold coins are a little more expensive." Wu Yue frowned and said. If he hadn't been worried that Xiao Qiongying would have waited too long, he would definitely be able to buy it with five gold coins.
The few of them looked black and despised Wu Yue.
"Since you like it too, I'll give it to you." Wu Yue handed the feather fan to Qiongying, looking expectant, as if saying, "You can accept it quickly."
"Thank you, I'm not hot." Qiongying pulled the corners of her mouth. If it weren't for the streets, she would probably kick Wu Yue.
"Uh?" Wu Yue was disappointed, and then said, "What do you want to buy? I can bargain for you."
"No, can you leave?" Qiongying's expressionless face.
"Okay, I wonder if there are umbrellas in front of you? It will snow at any time when the weather is coming." Wu Yue muttered, the oil umbrella the day before yesterday was useless.
Everyone prayed secretly that there must not be shops selling umbrellas in front of them.
"Feng Feili, what do you want to buy?" Wu Yue asked, shaking the feather fan.
"No." There was a faint black line on Feng Feili's forehead. Is it Wu Yue's hobby or intentional?
Unfortunately, after only a few steps, I saw a shop selling umbrellas.
Wu Yue was about to enter the store, but was stopped by Qiongying.
“Buy it when you come back.”
"Uh? It's okay, it's so inconvenient to hold an umbrella without riding a horse, but what if it snows or rains later?" Wu Yue thought hard, looking like she wanted to enter the store but didn't want to.
Everyone walked a few steps faster, without giving Wu Yue any chance to enter the store.
In order not to let Wu Yue continue to waste time, Jiuge deliberately walked away from the market and walked towards the remote suburbs.
After walking for half an hour, I came to the high tower by the mountain. The tower was named Zhongling Tower, taken from Zhongling Yuxiu.
Empty and silence, a stream of spiritual energy and sacredness are faintly revealed.
The scenery is charming, and you can see a plum blossom forest behind the tower, red and white plums stand proudly in the cold wind, adding a bright color to the monotonous winter day.
There are no tourists all the way, maybe ordinary people can come in.
"Do you want to climb the tower?" Jiuge asked Qiongying. She, like him, like him, like standing very high places.
"No." Qiongying smiled and refused lightly. This was the tower of the Helian clan, so she climbed it up and did it.
Jiuge frowned slightly. She seemed to be in a good mood today, but it was harder to guess than usual. This inability to spy made him feel very frustrated.
"It's better to just step on the snow to find the plum blossoms." Wu Yue shook the fan and walked into the plum blossom forest.
Qiongying and Feng Feili also followed, seemingly satisfied with Wu Yue's suggestions.
"Do you still remember the snow-taking plum blossoms seven years ago?" Feng Feili suddenly remembered that at that time, Wu Yue and Dongfang Child went up the mountain to find her together.
"Remember." Qiongying looked at Meilin in front of her. To her, it seemed that it was just something that happened not long ago.
"Where did you go then?" He was very curious. She was always alone. Where would such a person go?