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"Well, I'm here," Feng Qingcheng agreed quickly, her attention was originally on Long Qingque's side, Long Qingque's hand paused, and she stared sideways at Feng Qingcheng, the man's eyes sparkled Hiding, more of a taste of refusal and welcome.Feng Qingcheng curled her long hair at the temples, leaned back unconsciously, Long Qingque smiled lightly, and said, "Feng'er, it's okay between you and me."

"Ah...hehe, I let you see through again, ahem, actually, I just want to ask about your dynasty, just chat casually." Although Feng Qingcheng was embarrassed, he admitted it frankly.Long Qingque nodded and signaled her to continue. Feng Qingcheng caught a glimpse of Mu Mu carefully wiping his sword. Thinking about it, Chaoyang also seemed to have a weapon on his body. She didn't know how much Long Qingque's martial arts were. Powerful, but certainly not too bad, but I have never seen what kind of weapon she has?

"Long'er, I think Mu Mu and the others all have weapons, so you should have them too?" Feng Qingcheng asked tentatively, and Long Qingque heard that her address changed back again. Sure enough, this person is still Feng Linlang in her sleep. She had already forgotten the raving in her dream.If Long Qingque said in her heart that she was not uncomfortable at all, it must be a lie, but she also expected such a situation, so she collected her emotions, read the book, and replied solemnly: "Indeed, I have weapons."

Feng Qingcheng immediately leaned over, her bright eyes were filled with curiosity, but she stared for a long time, Long Qingque didn't have anything to say.Feng Qingcheng was a little sore in a posture, and leaned back again, leaning on the back of the sofa.A trace of strangeness flashed in Long Qingque's bright eyes, and he looked at Feng Qingcheng for a moment, looked away, and said indifferently: "However, I didn't take it with me, I stored it somewhere else."

"Oh! Oh! Where is it stored? What is your weapon?" Feng Qingcheng's interest returned, and he leaned over again, afraid that he would miss something.Long Qingque could read Feng Qingcheng's urgency, leaned over slightly, and said: "My weapon is the Xuanyuan Sword, even if you tell me where it is stored, you won't know." The fragrance was lingering, Feng Qingcheng discovered that Long Qingque's body would always exude a strong fragrance, which originated from the body, otherwise the fragrance would not be so long-lasting, nor would it be so pure. Is this brand of perfume?Feng Qingcheng couldn't help deserting, her thoughts drifted away.

"Xuanyuan Sword", Feng Qingcheng sniffed the faint fragrance, turned her attention back to the weapon with difficulty, stroked her chin with her index finger, she knew the name, this sword looks very unusual!Could it be that the owner of Xuanyuan Sword is Long Qingque?Feng Qingcheng remembered where he had read the records, but it was recorded in the book that the owner of the sword was not Long Qingque, but the emperor, so Feng Qingcheng thought about it carefully, and still asked the doubts in his heart, "Long Er, I read some records that this Xuanyuan Sword is a sword forged by the gods and given to the emperor to defeat Chi You, is that the Xuanyuan Sword you are talking about?"

"Well, yes, but you also said that it was cast by the gods and bestowed on the emperor, which means that the sword did not belong to the emperor in the first place." Long Qingque raised his eyebrows, and what he said was reasonable. Yes... since it was bestowed, who was the original owner of Xuanyuan Sword?Feng Qingcheng pondered in her heart, and for a moment didn't know how to refute.

"Oh, what's the matter? Feng'er has nothing to say?" Long Qingque leaned closer, with a playful expression on the corner of her mouth, she could see Feng Qingcheng's suspicion before.Feng Qingcheng was exposed, she was very unconvinced, her face was flushed but she also pretended to be tough, she straightened her back and asked, "Do you mean that you are a god? Hmph!"

"When did I say I'm a god?" Long Qingque asked back, his words were soothing, not as eager as Feng Qingcheng, and he looked full of confidence.Feng Qingcheng grasped the key points of the words just now, and asked: "I said that the sword was made by the gods and given to the emperor, but you said that the sword did not belong to the emperor at all, so who did it belong to? If it was made by the gods , naturally belong to the gods, and now, you belong to Xuanyuan Sword and belong to you, you say, if you are not a god, your words are not contradictory?" Feng Qingcheng straightened out the answer that he thought was reasonable. .

Long Qingque frowned, and did not immediately refute. Feng Qingcheng felt a little complacent in his heart, and his face also revealed a complacent look, and said firmly: "Besides, I remember you said before that the people of Yulong clan are divided into two parts. Born as a mortal, most of them are celebrities and sages; the other part still has aura, if your words are true, then Long Er should be the latter, right?" Feng Qingcheng said at the end, raising his eyebrows intentionally, and his two stylish eyebrows twitched Same.A trace of emotion in Long Qingque's heart was fleeting, and he said without showing any trace: "The historical facts Feng'er said are just stories made up by your rulers themselves. How can you determine that I am the latter?"

"First of all, according to what you said, you are Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Dragon Clan. You have a high position and a noble status. Those who can lead the Dragon Clan will definitely not be ordinary people, because the existence of the Dragon Clan is not a matter of common sense. Second, you seem to know the ins and outs of the Yulong Clan, which means that you are very likely to have experienced wind and rain with the Yulong Clan, so you know it so clearly, and you have the right to lead the Yulong Clan; third, you can travel through It has to be said that it is a miracle that you can survive here safely. The existence of the three of you is a kind of miracle. Now, the matter of Xuanyuanjian shows that you are not an ordinary person. Even if the history compilation is wrong, it should not It would be something out of nothing... In short, there are still many mysteries about you!" Feng Qingcheng came to a conclusion, and when he mentioned the excitement, he patted the sofa cushions.Long Qingque pursed the corners of his lips, looked at Feng Qingcheng's agitation, nodded and said in agreement: "Feng'er's speech is very good, so you have something to write in your thesis."

"..." Feng Qingcheng suddenly felt like she had fallen into a trap. She said so much in the hope that Long Qingque would give more examples to refute her, but she just nodded to express her agreement with her point of view. Long Qingque is too cunning Come on!This dead woman!

Feng Qingcheng snorted angrily, and refused to talk to Long Qingque again. Every time she asked her a question, it was like squeezing toothpaste. The book in my hand is gone.

Feng Qingcheng still gained a lot from the conversation just now, she sorted out those fragments and organized them into a paragraph of text, which she put into the thesis.In the afternoon, Yan Shuai called suddenly. It turned out that the ID card was ready.Feng Qingcheng turned off the computer and said to Long Qingque who was beside him, "Longer, let Chaoyang and Mu Mu clean up, we will go out and apply for ID cards later."

"Okay." Long Qingque responded, got up and went to the bedroom.After Feng Qingcheng finished packing her things, she turned around and found three people standing neatly at the door. Long Qingque had already searched for this information on the Internet. She knew that the ID card of this dynasty was equivalent to that of the Song Dynasty in a sense. The "fish bag" is a statement of identity.In fact, Long Qingque didn't need to wear a fish bag when she was in Yulong Clan, but when she got here, she still planned to obey Feng Qingcheng's arrangement as much as possible, and she didn't want to disobey her wishes.Long Qingque and Chaoyang were quite normal, but Feng Qingcheng couldn't calm down when he moved his eyes to Kuan Mu. At first Mu Mu lowered his head, unable to hold back Feng Qingcheng's eyes stayed on him, he noticed something, Vigilantly raised his head and looked up to meet him, with a bit of respect, but the son-in-law looked at him so strangely...

"Xu Mu, your hair must be cut off!" Feng Qingcheng couldn't bear it for a long time. She had taken a photo of her ID card, so she naturally knew the relevant regulations of the relevant state departments. Obviously, Xun Mu's hair was too ugly up to standard.Mu Mu's first reaction was to protect his head, he didn't dare to be aggressive with Feng Qingcheng now, and there was a helpless look in his eyes.

Feng Qingcheng originally had a sullen face and pretended to be serious, but she still couldn't hold back her smile when she saw a big man in Mu Mu showing hopeless eyes in order to protect his beloved's hair. The stingy Feng Qingcheng was more relieved It feels like God gave Shen Mu a head of jet-black and beautiful hair instead of giving it to her!In her heart, Feng Qingcheng didn't know how much she wished she had black straight long hair. She had just dyed her hair last time when she went home, and she was obviously used to it for so many years, but every time she dyed her hair, Feng Qingcheng was more or less the same. Would envy those with naturally dark hair.

Mu Mu protected his head, and finally looked at Long Qingque with pleading eyes. That was his highness, and her words were the golden rule, and he would only agree to her words, otherwise he would rather die than obey.Without saying a word, Long Qingque stood there with his hands behind his back and his head held high, his eyes fixed on the window pane, as if he was concentrating on something, his whole body exuded a cold aura, as if he were a high and inviolable god.

Feng Qingcheng also saw that Mu Mu couldn't be the master, so she moved to Long Qingque, raised her head slightly and said, "Mu Mu only listens to you, let him cut his hair!" Long Qingque replied Overjoyed, seeing that man had already stood in front of her, and the tone of his speech was somewhat commanding, this guy!Seriously!

"It must be cut?" Long Qingque pondered for a while, and asked a sentence, Feng Qingcheng nodded in approval without a moment's hesitation.The corners of Long Qingque's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to say something, meeting Feng Qingcheng's bawdy eyes, Long Qingque finally took a deep breath, and ordered: "Ju Mu, let's cut it off for now! "The voice was very soft, and even the tone was gentle. Xiao Mu couldn't accept it for a while, and his eyes were dull.Fortunately, Chaoyang next to him reacted quickly, and with his left hand quietly grabbed the hem of Gu Mu's clothes and tugged a few times. Gu Mu felt the force of the hem of the clothes falling, and then he looked down at Chaoyang, who was winking at him.

Suddenly, Mu Mu suppressed the inexplicable emotion that was rising in his heart, and slowly responded: "Yes, Your Highness!" There was only one thought in Mu Mu's mind, he was sorry for the parents who gave birth to him, and his body He did not dare to injure the parents of the hair and skin, and the laws of the Yulong clan also clearly stipulated that only when the breath is gone, can the hair be cut off to show the end of life, so what now?His Highness ordered the hair to be cut off... Sang Mu agreed with his mouth, but he was completely unwilling in his heart.However, His Highness has an order, he dare not disobey, he only hoped that Huang Tian would take his life away, his filial piety was not done, and Mu Mu always cared about his family in his heart.

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