When the loyal dog attack does not love [Xiu Xian]

Xiaoqing, whose soul was recalled, coughed twice, lowered her eyes to cover those shining eyes of money. "Well, Patriarch Feng, I remember Cheng Yun and I said when we arrived, we are only here to protect your life and safety, and we are not responsible for the lives of other strangers. But at this moment, we are entangled by monsters and replaced by you." We will definitely do something like demon slaying."

Do you want to repeat the fate of your previous life?No no no impossible!Feng Yao's pupils were big, her cheeks were stiff, and her eyes were bloodshot. She gritted her teeth and said word by word: "Isn't the cultivator subjugated by demons? Do you want to watch the royal family of the Northern Kingdom be overthrown? Don't you want Do you see thousands of people suffering in the north? Immortal cultivators...the so-called immortal cultivators enjoy the worship and worship of mortals, but they are just such villains! I misjudged you!"

Xiaoqing shook her head, lifted the lid of the tea and drank the still smoking tea in one gulp, and sighed to quench her thirst when it was over. "Miss, are you thirsty after talking so much? Your Yunwu Camellia is delicious. Come here, let the servant girl pour another cup in, enen...then you will stare at me no matter what! And how are you doing?" It doesn’t matter to me, everyone is a stranger ╮(╯_╰)╭”

Feng Yao was extremely angry: "You you you you!"

"Could you be pretending to be an immortal cultivator?" The third prince sized up Xiaoqing and the Feng family with suspicious eyes, "Could it be that the Feng family just went to the street to find a woman to fool me! That's right, definitely That's right, it's impossible for a real cultivator to have such an ordinary appearance and such a low temperament, the Feng family is really good! I will tell His Majesty the truth about what happened today! The Feng family! The Feng family! Hehe!"

The chubby Patriarch Feng, who was about 40 years old, couldn't help sweating coldly at this time, and he didn't bother to persuade Xiaoqing, but trotted to chase the young man who was walking away, and shouted after breathing: "... this, this, the third prince, we The Feng family dare not lie to you. Listen to my explanation. You can let the fairy show you the magic. Don't run so fast, my lord... Wait, that is Fairy Cheng over there? Quickly stop the young man in brocade robe, Can't let him go, hurry up!"

A puff of misty fairy smoke rolled up the angry third prince, and slowly the third prince rolled up to Patriarch Feng from mid-air.

Is this magic?The third prince turned around and looked at himself, startled, fairy?Looking carefully at Cheng Yun, the third prince still couldn't see where she was brilliant, but just now he inhaled a puff of smoke from her palm, it is indeed the magical power of the fairy family.Therefore, the appearance of fairies is not necessarily as beautiful as described in the story books, but there are also ordinary women who look like ordinary people in the world. "Hello Fairy, this is..."

"I'm not interested in who you are. Is Xiaoqing in the room?"

After getting the answer from Patriarch Feng's desperate nod, Cheng Yun left indifferently. She held an oiled paper bag between her fingers, and from time to time a scent that seduced gluttons would emerge from the gap exposed.This is a soup dumpling made of ten flavors: diced chicken, diced bamboo shoots, leek head, fish, shrimp, hawthorn, three delicacies, amaranth, spicy soup and soup. It is a unique flavor of the northern country.Cheng Yun is out of food, and soup dumplings are not attractive to her... But Xiaoqing likes it, so Cheng Yun goes out early in the morning to queue up to buy.

A smile appeared on Cheng Yun's cold cheeks: "Cultivators should refrain from talking, but Enen, she is too thin to eat more, and she has the strength to compete with me when she is fat. That's right, that's why I am so talented." It’s a good reason to run out to buy buns_(:3」∠)_”

The courtesy Xiaoqing received at Feng's house was even more admirable to the genuine Miss Feng.

Because of her words of liking, Patriarch Feng waved his hand immediately, exhausting countless manpower and exhausting countless horses. Cantaloupe, crystal grapes, fragrant pears, figs, ginseng fruits and other rare fruits transported from the Western Regions were all brought in except for the tribute to the palace. Xiaoqing courtyard.

Except for Feng Yao, who had known their identities for a long time, the other young ladies of the Feng family all bit their silver teeth, secretly suspecting that Lin Xiaoqing was not the old man she said on the surface, but the illegitimate daughter of the head of the Feng family, who was living abroad and now looking for her. Patriarch Feng felt guilty when he came back, so he tried his best to make up for it.

Why, why, why!

The Seventh Miss of the Feng Family came to Xiaoqing's yard, first sisters, sisters, hello, me, hello, everyone, and then ordered the people to leave. She sneered, smashed a crystal cup of Xiaoqing and slapped herself. Under the strange gaze.She cried and ran to Mrs. Feng's family and the head of the family to write the manuscript; "Daughter, my daughter just wants to make friends with her... good, good, woo woo, see if she is still used to living in the Feng family? I didn't expect her to insult her daughter like this, woo Woooo, I'm dead, woooooo."

Then, the grief-stricken Miss Feng Qi was slapped by the annoyed Patriarch Feng, and closed the small dark room: "When will you learn the rules and come out again, so as not to embarrass yourself."

Patriarch Feng came forward to make a confession, saying that his daughter is still young and ignorant, please forgive the fairy, and after Xiaoqing expressed a certain wish, he quickly ordered someone to recruit a chef who is good at cooking nourishing soup, and he will serve Xiaoqing without repetition every day The tongue-in-cheek (﹃)

At this time, the servant girl brought out the cool and heat-relief medicine carefully prepared by the chef hired by a lot of money, the lotus seed loofah and black bean soup.

The maid also brought a bowl of soup to Feng Yao, the serious Miss of the Feng family, and said goodbye respectfully.

Xiaoqing took a sip and said contentedly: "Enen, it smells good, and tastes even better. Don't you try it?"

Feng Yao took a deep breath and clenched her hands into fists. She raised her head and looked directly at Xiaoqing: "What kind of conditions do you need before you are willing to go to the palace to eliminate demons?"

Girl, why are you still thinking about this? _(:3」∠)_

Xiaoqing thought about it: "Probably...you dedicate yourself to me, and I will go!"