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471. Journey to the North Swallow 11

"Don't your master keep me for dinner?" Wu Yue said unhappily.

"I have neglected Mr. Wu Yue, so I will send someone to pass the meal." Caiyi said a little apologetically.

Although she knew that Wu Yue was looking for trouble and didn't mean to be in a hurry to have a meal, she still treated her with courtesy.

"No, I mean, why doesn't your master hold a banquet and have dinner with us?" Wu Yue asked perseveringly.

"You two don't know that the Lord's requirements for the taste of food are a bit different from those of ordinary people. I'm afraid you can't have a meal with you."

Caiyi was a little embarrassed, but she still said that because these two people could come with the Lord, they might be able to catch the Lord's eyes.

"Why is it not ordinary?" Feng Feili couldn't help asking. He had never seen her eat, and usually just drank a cup of tea.

"I don't know much about this level," Caiyi said. This question is not in the way of hospitality, and she doesn't need to answer.

Wu Yue no longer asked anything, and the people around Xiao Qiongying became sensuals, and every sentence was answered without any leakage.

Caiyi said he left and went out to send someone to deliver the meal.

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At night, it is particularly quiet, both during the day and at night, without a trace of depression, completely different from Ningdu.

The snow fell for a while, and then stopped for a while, intermittently and fluttering.

It was not until night that the sky cleared away the clouds and revealed the bright night sky.

The moonlight was clear and scattered on the snow, shining like silver light.

A faint sound of flute came from the mountains, dancing with the night fog, playing the most beautiful nocturne.

I don’t know how long it took, a light blue figure floated over. Under the moonlight, it was like the king of the night, and even the world was lost, as if it was born to belong to the night.

Feng Feili stopped and played, looking at the figure getting closer and closer, his eyes as clear spring as brighter than the stars in the sky, and they were boundlessly gorgeous.

He deliberately invited her to come with the sound of the flute. In this world, only she can understand his flute.

"Qiongying, did I wake you up?" asked tentatively.

"No, but you are quite brave." Qiongying came to him and said jokingly.

"Oh? What do you mean?" Feng Feili said suspiciously. He was indeed very brave, but how could she see it?

Qiongying smiled but said nothing. He had grown up and should no longer be the willful boy before. Why would he ask her out in the middle of the night?

"Tell me." Feng Feili saw that she was smiling mysteriously, and he felt even more curious.

"You often go up the mountain in the middle of the night, and there are some dangers, such as encountering beasts, etc.." Qiongying changed the topic, she was more cruel than beasts.

"Ah? No, I'm not afraid of meeting beasts, I'm a little scared when I meet enemies. I still remember when I was in Jinlanyuan, I met Helian Jiuge one night on the mountain. If you hadn't helped me, today I'm

I didn't have a chance to come to this mountain."

Feng Feili couldn't understand Qiong's implication at all, and explained it seriously.

"You were really not afraid of death at that time." She didn't like people who were not afraid of death, and she didn't like him to commit suicide like this.

"Well, I really didn't think it was so-called at that time, but now, I'm very afraid of death." Feng Feili smiled, it was his heartfelt words.

"Why?" Qiongying asked.

"Because I suddenly felt that this world was not so helpless, and there were things worthy of attention and expectation."

Feng Feili said slowly, looking at the moon in the night sky, and involuntarily raised the corners of his lips, just like that.


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