Looking at Murong Feixue's flushed face, Huahua was sincerely happy for her young lady: "Miss, you have a bowl of porridge first. You haven't eaten anything all day and night. There will be a table of good food later. You have to
eat more."
Shennong asked in confusion: "When did you have a table of good food?"
Huahua glanced at Fuxi who disappeared at the door: "Isn't someone already doing this?"
Shennong was thoughtful and muttered: "I never thought that Fuxi would eventually embark on the path of destiny."
Huahua and Murong Feixue were feeding porridge at the side. They didn't pay attention to Shennong's words for a moment. Huahua asked curiously: "Shennong, what did you just say?"
Shennong sat upright and said with a serious face: "Fuxi, don't cook noodles. I hate eating noodles."
"Hahahahahaha..." Murong Feixue and Huahua were amused by this contrast.
After eating and drinking, Murong Feixue stretched out: "This is life!"
Huahua opened her mouth and answered: "Eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, everything is fun!"
Shennong's black line: "Forget it about eating, drinking and gambling, what are you doing for whoring?"
Murong Feixue smiled mysteriously and said: "I remember when I was intimidating everyone, many people gave me beautiful boys."
Fuxi's face darkened, and Shennong continued to ask: "What then?"
Murong Feixue raised her eyebrows: "Guess what?" Her face was full of grace and suaveness.
Shennong shook his head and shook his head: "I don't want to guess."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, where did you want to go?" Huahua looked at Shennong's expression and said with disgust: "Miss was frightened by those people, and she closed the door to thank guests for a long time."
"Hahaha Huahua, don't say it so quickly, let Shen Nong guess!" Murong Feixue watched Shen Nong's face-changing show happily.
Huahua looked at Fuxi's face that was about to turn into an iron pot, and secretly pulled Murong Feixue's sleeve.
Only then did Murong Feixue realize that she was now Fuxi's girlfriend. Alas, she had never been in love and had no experience.
The four of them made jokes, laughed and cursed, and laughed wildly at every laugh, just because they had a vague feeling in their hearts that after tonight, they might not be so relaxed for a long time.
Early the next morning, Murong Xiangxiang came to the door with someone: "Murong Feixue! Come out!"
Murong Feixue looked at the people Murong Xiangxiang had brought, almost all of them were willing, and sneered in her heart. There may not be strength in numbers: "Murong Xiangxiang, you came just in time, I am worried that I have nowhere to go!"
Saying that, Murong Feixue pulled out the long sword from her tail with lightning speed. Although now Murong Feixue has inherited the demonic power of the nine-tailed cat, she still continues the habit of using the long sword like a female demon cat.
This action gave Murong Xiangxiang a wrong signal: Murong Feixue's strength was still as strong as when she was fighting in the silver mine.
Without even thinking about it, Murong Xiangxiang kicked her feet on the ground and rushed forward to fight. Murong Fei looked at Murong Xiangxiang coldly on his snowy face and uttered four words: "You don't overestimate your capabilities."
Their swords only met once in the air, and Murong Feixue's ordinary long sword broke Murong Xiangxiang's sword! Murong Xiangxiang was shocked, but Murong Feixue didn't give her that chance, and took advantage of the situation.
The sword was thrust into Murong Xiangxiang's right arm. Murong Xiangxiang didn't even have time to react before she found that the tendon of her right arm was broken by Murong Feixue!
"Murong Feixue!" When Murong Xiangxiang realized that she could no longer lift the sword, her eyes spurted out Shen Ren's hatred!
