Chapter 1139: Why didn't he leave anyone in front of him?

Her face was cold, and she was about to make a little effort to give Feng Qingyu more blood on her neck, but unexpectedly Feng Qingyu extended a white and delicate finger and flicked the sleeve sword: "You want to use this one Ragged copper threatens me? "
She just bounced lightly, like a child playing a glass ball, but Qing Huan was shocked by the wrist, and the sleeve sword in his hand flew into the air! She swayed in the air and fell off the cliff ...
Qing Huan was stunned, took two steps back, and looked at the little baby in disbelief in disbelief: "You ... you ..."
Is this really a little waiter?
She just flew her Sanxian sleeve sword with one finger!
Feng Qingyu clapped her hands and played the snowflakes on her robe. She ignored her and turned towards the gate of Rongxue Valley as soon as she turned around.
How to entertain this Qinghuan is a matter of emperor's release, and it has nothing to do with her. She doesn't want to be a bridge for them to meet, or an obstacle for them.
She still finished her work first, and then went back to sleep.
"You ... who are you?" Qing Huan called out behind her. This little pink guy like a ginseng fruit is definitely not as simple as a waiter.
"Who I am has nothing to do with you." Feng Qingyu replied softly, turned and used a technique to enter the gate of Rongxue Valley.
Qing Huan saw that she had broken that enchantment, and her heart wanted to follow her in.
Her movements were not unpleasant and not fierce, but she unexpectedly broke the enchantment to close in that room, and she bumped into the enchantment!
It felt like hitting a pig iron. Her eyes exploded into Venus, kicked back a few steps, and sat on the ground with a bang ...
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The bamboo house is still the bamboo house, and the house is still the house.
Feng Qingyu paused downstairs, and went straight upstairs. There was a soft glow of the night pearl in the corridor. This scene was so familiar that she had a lingering look ...
Too many things happened in this bamboo building, and there were pictures flashing in disorder.
Her first time, her big wedding, he once held her hand through this bamboo building numerous times ...
His favorite thing ever was to walk with her fingers together, or sometimes he thought she was walking slowly and just leaned over to pick her up.
And she hugged him by the neck, and smiled as he hugged himself to travel across the world, to the cape ...
With a slight movement in her heart, she felt a strange feeling, not to mention what it was like.
She shook her head and shook away the chaotic memories again. With an instinctual memory, she pushed open the door where Di Shiyin usually lived.
Moonlight entered the door obliquely, and the scene inside the house was unobstructed.
The simple and elegant furnishings are the style she used to like.
In the light of the faint night pearl, his showy body is half hidden in the shadow of the bed tent, as if standing between darkness and light ...
Feng Qingyu paused for a moment, and the beautiful eyebrows crease slightly. Why didn't he leave anyone in front of him?
He is here to meditate alone and be quiet, if he is disturbed, he is afraid that it will interfere with his body ...