But watching Tian Mi tormenting Jing'er, Qiao Jing was worried again, if her daughter had such a temper, then Jing'er would really become the lowest in the palace.

Watching Feng Qing take Xiao Jiuri away, Feng Mu heaved a sigh of relief, the fat ball really took too much energy, Qiao Jing used to touch the fat ball when she loves it, and get cold when she doesn't want to see it With a cold heart, he and Feng Jing will be pestered by the fat group. Now that Feng Jing's daily life is in dire straits, it is not easy for him to add to Feng Jing's burden.

Qiao Jing poured a cup of warm water and put it in Feng Mu's hands, then wiped the sweat off Feng Mu's body with a handkerchief, "My lord, drink a cup of warm water."

"It's over, the letter from the little master. Xile lives very well there, with a peaceful mind, so you can rest assured." The fire in the Compassion Ning Palace destroyed many things, but it still kept Xiyue. In Dajue Temple, Accompanied by the Queen Mother and surrounded by Buddhism, it is also a good thing for him.

"Well, that's good, thank you for rounding up the little master for me."

Feng Mu held Qiao Jing's hand tightly, traveling through hundreds of years, let them meet, she is very good.God's joke, there is no right or wrong to discuss, but it is a fact that he is not happy, and when he dies, he will go underground to apologize to him.

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