White Moonlight Beauty Dressed as a Villain[Transmigration Book]

Chapter 130 Three

Xiao Feijiu is still easy to coax, and Fu Yin is quite skilled.

Whenever Lan Qiu is sad, she just needs to touch her head and hug Shunmao to feel relieved.

Fu Yin smiled lowly, after so long, it has never changed,

Lan Qiu calmed down his emotions, and when he came back to his senses, he pushed Fu Yin away, which can be said to be thrown away after use. Fu Yin wanted him to keep the original shape, but Lan Qiu himself preferred the human form, and he still wanted to be sneaky. Just stay human.

As a result, he was stopped by Fu Yin just two steps away.

"Where does Qiuqiu want to go?" Fu Yin raised his final voice slightly, "Huh?"

Lan Qiu felt a little guilty, he whispered, "I'm not going anywhere, I'm just..."

Fu Yin looked at him quietly, as if waiting for him to give a reason.

"I just... want to see the excitement." Lan Qiu forcibly turned the reason around

Fu Yin smiled, deliberately lowered his voice and said, "If you want to watch the excitement, I can also take Qiuqiu to see it."

Lan Qiu stared at him, and had nothing to refute. After all, it was Fu Yin who said he would take him to see the fun at first, and he wanted to go by himself. Isn't this a brain disease?

Fu Yin pulled the young man over, and manually helped Lan Qiu transform the spiritual power in his body, and he was not satisfied until he held a little fat chirp in his arms.

He was satisfied, but Lan Qiu was not too satisfied, he huddled together angrily, and almost didn't express his opinion directly.

Fu Yin stroked Fu Lanqiu's little wings, and said in a low voice: "This is also very good and more convenient. Qiuqiu can go to play wherever she wants, and it's safer."

Although what Fu Yin said was true, he still couldn't get rid of the fact that Lan Qiu was reluctant.

Lan Qiu raised her head and felt the other party's fingertips rubbing his head, with moderate strength, which made Xiao Feijiu feel very comfortable.

He reluctantly agreed, completely forgetting that he was Fu Yin's subordinate.

"Chirp!"

Lan Qiu screamed, shrank her wings, and rubbed the back of Fu Yin's hand very comfortably.

Although Lan Qiu's mood recovered, it was impossible for Fu Yin not to care. After Lan Qiu settled down, he turned his head slightly, and put his palm on the wall, and a faint devilish energy spread from the wall.

The entire palace is a large formation. He knows Lan Qiu very well, and he also understands the formation set up by the opponent very well, so he can completely control it slowly.

"Chirp." Lan Qiu tilted his head to look at Fu Yin, not understanding what he was doing.

Fu Yin paused for a while, then withdrew his hand, and left here with Xiao Feijiu.

As soon as he stepped into the long aisle, his figure disappeared in place, as if he had never existed.

The palace is divided into the main hall and several branch halls. Fu Yin has already figured out the structure here. After feeling the fluctuation of spiritual power, he directly circulated the magic energy and transferred it to the branch hall.

Fu Yin stood quietly behind the crowd. In the eyes of others, he was mediocre, with a mediocre cultivation, and he couldn't see anything wrong. He was the most inconspicuous one among the crowd.