"Who saved us?" The wind soul could not help but ask.
"It’s the immortal emperor of the South Antarctic," Xu Feiqiong said with a smile. "He happened to pass by Wangwu Mountain and saved you and me when he found the moon and night to see the jade spear."
"Antarctic fairy?" The wind soul opened its eyes wide. "The old man who is a flower and a bird when he appears, and pays more attention to the background than the fairy?"
As soon as the words were finished, he felt that Xu Feiqiong had twisted him by the wrong hand. When he looked startled, he saw that the girl was giggling. "You, how do you say that about his old man’s house? Your mouth is too, too poisonous …"
Is it so funny that the wind soul saw her laugh and almost rolled her eyes? However, the supercilious look soon turned into a straight eye. The deep clothes are the most exquisite female clothes. Xu Feiqiong’s crouching and laughing collar was crooked at once, which not only revealed the round and fragrant shoulders, but also rubbed against each other to squeeze out attractive curves.
The wind soul swallowed water and thought, after that, we must find a chance to shake hands with them to see how beautiful they are.
Xu Feiqiong laughed and looked up to see the color eyes of the wind soul and then bowed their heads and saw that he was exposed to the shoulders. The eyebrows unconsciously picked up the pride in his heart and unconsciously sent it.
The wind soul has been proud of this surface, but it has its own girl feelings. The fairy has learned more and does not avoid looking at Xu Feiqiong. Before she gets angry, she said in the first step, "Fei Qiong, this dress of yours is … very nice."
There is a saying that "a woman loves herself", which was specially changed by the beautiful fairy. She was not used to wearing clothes, just to make the man in front of her like it. Just now, her chest was ogled by him, and she was ashamed. She didn’t hate what she wanted to put on her face, which was purely a result of her childhood cultivation.
Now, with such a boast by the wind soul, although the corners of the mouth are still sipping their eyes, they unconsciously bend into a crescent moon, like anger, like joy, shame and anger, and their hearts are crossed with joy, and they say with femininity, "Nonsense, I don’t feel good at all."
I just wear it because I think it looks good.
The wind soul gritted his teeth. "It’s really, really nice …"
Xu Feiqiong stared at him when he saw his strange expression. "If you don’t like it, don’t like it. Why do you make faces?"
Wind soul with cold sweat "like, of course, is like but, but you let go first …"
Wan Lixian realized that her hand had been pinching the wind and soul. She was ashamed when she was happy just now, and her heart was jumping like a deer. She couldn’t even figure out what her hand was doing.
Xu Feiqiong’s face turned red, and he quickly looked at the wind with his fingers loose. At the sight of his pain, he grinned and felt sorry for him, so he gently rubbed his sore spot.
At this time, someone knocked at the door outside and a female voice came in. "Is Master Fei Qiongxian awake?"
Xu Feiqiong snorted with a flash of anger in the wind soul will look at her eyes is not low asked "who’s outside? Who is the young master? "
Xu Feiqiong hasn’t answered the green beast, the god of war, Zhong Huayan, Hua Xianyuehua has come in to see that the wind soul has woken up and immediately bowed to the ground with surprise and joy. "See Little Master …"
The wind soul looked at them with a face of consternation, but the girl around her got up and glanced at her knees lightly, and wordlessly went out, leaving the wind scratching their heads. What was this guy angry about?
The bright moonlight gently cages the earth and makes the mountains and rivers of Wangwu Mountain look like a dream.
Xu Feiqiong went back to her fallen petal forest and sat next to the pool. Although it was almost in ruins after the fight, it was her residence after all. She was still more self-conscious here.
The wind soul temporarily stays in the other side of Wangwu Mountain. In the courtyard, Zhong Hua and Yan Huaxian take the heavenly soldiers from the East to protect him. Naturally, Xu Feiqiong doesn’t want to stay with those people, so he simply goes back to his fallen petal forest.
She Zhong Hua and Yue Hua really have no enmity. After figuring out the cause and effect of the incident, she doesn’t feel a little angry. Seeing someone on a moonlit night to find the wind soul turned out to be the cause of robbing the East throne, but Zhong and Yue Hua said that they were in the wilderness of the wind soul, but they never found him, so that the wind soul was hunted down and I didn’t know what was going on.
If it weren’t for the Antarctic fairy Weng, he rushed to the East Emperor Bell to save her and the wind soul. They would have died a lot.
Thought of here, Xu Feiqiong is not angry.
In fact, Xu Feiqiong was wrong about Zhong Hua and Yan Huaxian. Although they also realized that Gao Tianyuan’s Yi Nuozun might send someone to remove the wind soul, they didn’t expect that the original movement of Gao Tian would be so fast, and because the whereabouts of the wind soul could not even be calculated, they didn’t know where to find him.
Xu Feiqiong was worried at the thought that the wind soul was unexpectedly involved in such a right and wrong. After all, she spent many days knowing that the dangerous fairy family road was quiet, but the sinister and bloody nature in the celestial dispute was not even more dangerous. The northern Xuantian Zhenwu Emperor was upgraded from marshal to Buddha, and it has caused a controversy. What’s more, the wind soul is still a mortal?
She really doesn’t want the wind soul to get involved in such a vortex.
"Yes," Xu Feiqiong thought with a bite of his lip. "Does he and himself think so?"
Think of the wind soul one thousand really blinded by desire, so you can go back to the wild land and become the East Emperor by leaps and bounds without knowing it. Xu Feiqiong can’t help but worry. Although it is the wind soul that shouldn’t be such a stupid person, one emperor is enough for several heroes to compete for life and death. Is it possible to rule the whole East Heaven Buddha?