"Feng Xiaowu, am I saying wrong?" Feng Yan snorted, "You concealed me so hard!"
Feng Wu was in a hurry: "When will I have a love with Jun Linyuan! He doesn't like me again!"
Fengxun is sure: "He likes you."
Feng Wu: "I don't like him again."
Feng Yan murmured: "How could you not like him? On the way back, returned in the middle of the night ..."
"Wind Sanxian!" Feng Wu glanced at him!
Fengxun: "Okay, okay, when I didn't say it, but one thing, should you explain to me?"
Feng Wu: "What?"
Fengxun: "Feng Xiaowu, you can recover the cultivation, you can hide it tight enough."
Feng Wuqing coughed, and some dare not look at Fengxun's eyes.
If he knew that he had snatched the fairy fruit of their team, and returned to cultivation ... Feng Yan was afraid that he would shoot her on the spot?
Feng Xun's steps are tight: "When did you start to restore cultivation? When you meet in the Northbound City, you will cultivate?"
Feng Wu heard his nodding: "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,
Feng Xun patted Feng Wu's head: "You girl, how good you are restoring cultivation, why do you hide from everyone?"
Feng Wu smiled: "Isn't this thinking, will I announce it after I caught up with you?"
"Catch us? Hehe, impossible!" Feng Yanao's face.
Feng Wu carried his chin: "I was the first place in the Wen Trial of Wushu Test and was admitted to the Imperial Academy, can you?"
Fengxun really can't.
Because he had Jun Linyuan in that session, Fengxun could not get the first place anyway.
Fengxun said for a while.
Feng Yan glanced at Feng Wu: "You girl, it's really ... forget it, and don't talk nonsense with you. Two days later, see the new student enrollment conference."
Feng Wu was trying to say that she couldn't go to the freshman enrollment conference, but before she finished speaking, Feng Xun's figure was gone.
He and Xuan Yi came quickly, and he went fast.
Especially Xuan Yi, he left without even saying a word, but his half of his deep eyes stared at Feng Wu from beginning to end.
Feng Wu touched his head, what does Xuan Yi mean?
She thought of what Fengxun said just now, and she was also funny. Will Jun Linyuan like her? Is this boy's head kicked by a donkey?
Feng Wu shook his head and abandoned all these weird emotions.
As soon as she turned around, she saw Master Beauty standing behind.
"Master Beauty!" Feng Wu's face was born, and now a smile is like Chunhui's dew, vivid.
The beauty master delivered his hands, his clothes, wide sleeves, elegant style, extraordinary atmosphere.
He was cold and stared at Feng Wu: "Don't you draw the inscription yet?"
Feng Wu touched his nose.
Master was Master, and she gave her a good face for a day. She returned to high cold and strict teacher like before. She had no good life.