The Legend of the Ghost Concubine

Time passed by in a minute, and Feng Xiaoer had been waiting for the stone lion outside the gate of the Nine Kings. Feng Xiao’s heart was anxious, and the uneasy little emotion was always in the turmoil, constantly moving back and forth with his hands. With a pair of big eyes, I will aim at the front from time to time.

I was thinking about what I said in the first sentence of Long Jiu? How to ask the doubts in my heart is better? At the moment, there is only one thought in my heart, that is, I saw Long Jiu and asked about the red nine.

Full of expectation, but afraid, always feel that time is a minute, a phoenix, eager to see the amount of sweat on the forehead, do not stop the hand to rub, not far from the dragon ten look in the eyes, I am puzzled and pity in my heart.

Suddenly, Feng Xiaoer looked up and looked at the dragon nine who was carried back from the four purple women in front. The whole body was beaten with chicken blood, and suddenly he tightened his nerves and strode up and walked up.

The two women in front of the purple women reached out and blocked the squatting body of Feng Xiaoer. They screamed coldly: "Who are you? What is it?"

Feng Xiaoer raised his head and looked at his neck with anxious eyes. He saw Long Jiu’s head closed with his eyes closed and his head held his hand on the edge of the chair. He was leisurely and contentious.

Feng Xiaoer raised his own decibels, and the nervous opening said: "Nine Kings... I, I have questions to ask the nine kings."

Long Jiu finger knocked on the brain, and opened his lazy eyes. Indifferent and strange looking at Feng Xiaoer, Feng Xiaoer was shocked by the icy scorpion, how could it be? How could Longjiu look at her like this without knowing her at all? In the past, although Longjiu was indifferent, the scorpion was not as unfamiliar as this.

Feng Xier's heart is as uncomfortable as being pinned, but she hasn't opened her mouth yet, but seeing the dragon and the thin lips lightly, the tone is all the indifference, and Long Jiu secluded with a scorpion looking at Feng Xiaoer, said coldly: This king is not familiar with Missy. It seems that there is nothing to say. I am afraid that I can’t answer the question of Missy.” If you fall, order the purple prostitute: “Go into the house”

The prostitute carrying the dragon nine nodded.

Feng Xiaoer looked at the dragon nine who was slowly being carried in. The back without a trace of nostalgia made Feng Xi’s chest tight, feeling like falling from the sky. It hurts that she can't breathe.

This feeling is the same as when I first saw that Hongjiu was burned alive by the fire. The doubts in Fengxin’s heart seemed to be verified, and it became clearer. However, why did Longjiu be so indifferent to her? This makes Feng Yu's doubts in deeper confidence more correct.

In the end, is this love a bit true? In the end, only she was alone in her own suspicion. The attitude of Long Jiu’s sudden change made Feng Xiao’er feel the feeling in his heart.

Long Jiu must have something to look at her. It must be something that Long Ji Gu Bo, thinking that pretending not to know her? Feng Xiaoer’s head was in a mess.

Recalling that everything shows that Dragon Nine is Red Nine. If Red Nine really loves her, why should she deceive her like this? Why do you have the heart to deceive her? Now why pretend not to know her?

Feng Xiaoer’s heart is wronged. For this love, she does not regret her self-destructive appearance. She even wants to leave with Hongjiu, but now, Longjiu...but she doesn’t know her? The corner of the eye is sour, and Feng Xiaoer raises his head and pushes in the tears that he wants to flow out.

The temperature came from the shoulder, and Feng Xiaoer looked back. Long 10 did not know where to come from. She was standing behind her, gently patted her shoulder and gave her a comforting look.

"Ten, how are you here?" Feng Xiaoer squatted his eyelashes, concealing the loss in his eyes, and squeezing out a smile and looking at the dragon ten.

Long Shi looked at such a phoenix, the deep pity of the heart was all hooked up, gently licking the shoulders of Feng Xiaoer, said softly: "Yeah will pick you up at the inn, Xiaoxiao you are not around, I feel a little uncomfortable when I feel empty."

Feng Xiaoer smiled sillyly, but his mood was as low as the bottom of the valley. He said: "The ten lords, men and women are different, don't say such words in the future," said the hand that took the dragon ten on her shoulder and took care of himself. Go back.

Long Ten stiffly started, watching the lonely back of Feng Xiaoer, and his heart hurts, how about? Can she see his heart? She always thought that he was a genius who could only talk about love and slutty...

Dragon 10 smiles, can't blame her for being stupid and dull, it is his consistent image. Even if he says that he is affectionate, she will only be used as a joke. It will not really be a matter of laughter.

I don't want to say this love like the seventh brother. I really don't even have to do allies.

Silent guardianship is also a kind of aesthetic. I know it well.

However, Long X’s doubts look to the Nine Kings, and there is a subtle and inexpressible secret between Nine Brothers and Missy. Thinking of the scene just now, Long Shi was even more puzzled. Why did his nine brothers suddenly become so indifferent to Xiao Xiao, like a complete stranger.

Long Jiu returned to the house and went to the dark room to soak up the Chinese medicine bath. Feilin waited.

"A nine, after two days is the dynasty joy party, the people in the palace came to the morning to express the purpose, the emperor will let you participate in the joy party this time, it is estimated that you want to marry you, after all, you are not young, it is time "

Long Jiu sneered: "Is there still nothing to do with Dragon Seven? What am I anxious? If I don't go, I will say that I am not feeling well." Long Jiu never wants to enter the cold and ruthless palace, and does not want to see the person.

"Ajiu, the uncle has a good proposal. You are always embarrassed at this age. I don't know what kind of woman the emperor will give you. It is better to let the green fairy to make the identity of Ziyun. You are in the right position. I will marry her into the house, and it will be better for me to do the right thing for the emperor." Fei Lin said while watching the expression of Long Jiu.

"Woman, trouble is very..." Long Jiu coldly said: "However, the uncle is right, that person will not arrange for me a good woman, let Ziyun do my righteousness, my tacit understanding with Ziyun It's a good match."

Feilin listened to this tone, and it was a pity that the master did not really love Green Fu, and always regarded her as a loyal partner.

Speaking of women, Long Jiu remembered Feng Xiaoer, who was only seen outside the door. Why did the woman look at him with such familiar and eager eyes?

"Uncle, what happened to Fengqi's daughter to the government?" Long Jiu wanted to stop and asked.

"This big lady had been hurt before and I have been looking for you to see her. I have been staying outside and said that I have questions to ask you. How? Missy did not tell you anything?" Feilin said calmly, look Nothing is wrong.

The mentality of the former Jiuzhong Building is to use the real and false, to make the enemy unable to distinguish between true and false.

Therefore, Feilin knew that if he answered with flickering, he would definitely cause Longji’s suspicion.

Long Jiu brows slightly wrinkled. "I have seen her sick? Why don't I have any impression?"

"Ajiu really don't remember?" Feilin was shocked.

Dragon nodded: "Well, maybe acupuncture touched the nerves some time ago, and some people have forgotten something. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I remember the uncle." Long Jiu rarely makes a joke, this time actually opened to Feilin. Such a joke.

Feilin’s surprise eyes wide open: “We’re also going to open a joke... I’m really flattered.”