Feng Zhuyue raised her eyebrows, looked at the outline of Long Canghao's beautiful lines, and said leisurely: "You're not dead yet, how can it be considered murder?"
Long Canghao covered his chest and looked in pain: "Does Yue'er really want this king to die? My heart has been murdered by Yue'er's words, and I can't save him."
"Young poor man!" Feng Zhuyue shyly slapped Long Canghao on the chest. This time she controlled the force and made a muffled sound when she hit him, but it did not hurt him at all.
Long Canghao also happily accepted her "violence".
In the blink of an eye, the carriage had arrived at the General's Mansion. In the happy days, time always passed very fast. Feng Zhuyue felt that this was just a blink of an eye, and it was already here.
This road is too short, right?
Seeing through the lingering meaning in Feng Zhuyue's eyes, Long Canghao snapped his fingers.
"Long Ying, go chase Yunya around again!"
Feng Zhuyue smiled with a slightly raised corner of her mouth, but immediately grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Okay! It's all here. It's been a whole night of hard work and a cold wind. Fortunately, this girl has a strong body, otherwise she would definitely have a fever.
.We’re all here, let’s stop here! We have a long way to go!”
The last sentence, "There is a long time to come" actually warmed Long Canghao's heart, yes! There is indeed a long time to come between them.
But there was one thing he didn't agree with.
What does a cool breeze blowing all night mean?
It was obvious that he had always put his cloak on her body, and she snuggled softly in his arms. It was him, a thin man, who blew the cold wind all night, okay?
Feng Zhuyue turned slightly, broke free from his arms, jumped off the carriage neatly, and waved to Long Canghao who was in the carriage: "Your Highness, go back and rest quickly! It will be dawn today."
As she spoke, she twisted her little face, tossed her long hair, and walked towards the general's mansion with cool steps.
She had to make a big turn back to her residence. It was only then that the sky was bright, so she would not be in so much trouble. She jumped directly over the high wall and flew to her Cuizhu Pavilion.
Long Canghao looked at that pretty back fluttering like a butterfly and smiled happily.
"Long Ying, return home."
In front of Cuizhu Pavilion, Ruolan had been waiting for a long time. When she saw Feng Zhuyue coming back, she immediately went to greet him.
"Miss, the five guardians of the Demon Sect are all outside the city. Do you want to rest first or go to see them now?"
Feng Zhuyue took a look at the sky, and there happened to be no one around at this time. It would be dawn in half an hour, so it was not too late to go out now.
"Go over now!"
With that said, he pulled Qiuqiu out of the space bracelet. As soon as he came out, he jumped into Feng Zhuyue's arms, hid his little head in Feng Zhuyue's arms, and kept rubbing against him.
"Okay!" Feng Zhuyue was amused: "I'm afraid I'll spoil you, so I'll take you out to play. Get on my shoulder."
Feng Zhuyue and Ruolan flew out of Cuizhu Pavilion together and went directly to the grove outside the city, at the prearranged location.
"Leader!"
When the five guardians of the Demon Sect saw Feng Zhuyue coming, they all gave Feng Zhuyue his luggage. It had only been a few days, and with the help of crystal stones, these people had all reached level eight. Only Ruolan, who was still next to Feng Zhuyue, was a little weaker.
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But Ruolan is diligent, seizes some time to practice, and is looking for an opportunity to break through to the eighth level.