I had to salute Feng Xihuai and say, "Well, okay, uncle."

Feng Xihuai's expression was complicated, and he walked straight away.

Feng Xixu was relieved when he saw Feng Xihuai walking away.

Behind him, Feng Yueyue's calm voice sounded: "Xu'er."

Feng Xixu heard Feng Yueyue call him, and his heart hung again.

Feng Yueyue lowered her eyes slightly: "Xu'er, how is your homework in the past few days?"

A smile swept over the corner of Feng Xixu's mouth, and he said, "Auntie has learned her homework very well."

Feng Yueyue heard him say that he had learned his homework well, nodded to himself, said no more, and left the hall.

Feng Xixu was bored and wandered around.

Seeing Feng Yueli standing in front of the house, he couldn't help but run over: "Feng Yueli."

Feng Yueli looked indifferent: "Little Master Feng, what are you doing here?"

A casual smile flashed between Feng Xixu's expressions: "I'm just here to chat with you, the old ancestor......"

Feng Yueli: "......"

She just said that she didn't think of this child, so she called her ancestor.

Bo Cijing stood under the plum tree under the cloister, his clothes were covered with snow, and he patted the snow on his shoulder: "Feng girl, today, you will definitely drink this wine with me."

Feng Xixu saw more than a dozen jars of wine on the ground, and became happy: "This ...... Isn't this linden wine? Did you brew it yourself, Elder Bo? ”

When Bo Cijing heard Feng Xixu ask, his face was very accomplished: "Of course, I've been brewing for three hundred years—"

Three hundred years, isn't that older than his age? Feng Xixu went over and wanted to get a few jars of wine to drink.

But when Feng Yueyue's serious face flashed in his mind, the action of taking the wine stiffened.

He knew that his aunt had never allowed him to drink indiscriminately.

If his aunt found out that he was secretly drinking, she would probably kill him.

The rules of the Feng clan are not ornamental.

If you say you can do it, you will do it.

Feng Yueli saw Feng Xixu like this, and a smile swept across the corner of her mouth: "Why don't you drink?"

Feng Xixu was on the verge of being killed, but he still restrained himself: "Still don't drink...... My aunt ......"

Feng Yueli shook her head, went down to pick up a wine jar, and sat down on the stone bench next to her.

Her voice was a little cold: "Old man Bo, didn't you say that you have something to tell me?"

Bo Cijing paused.

He originally wanted to come over and tell Feng Yueli about his previous life.

The memories he asked her to recover before were partially incomplete, just a rough patch.

Feng Yueli is such a smart woman, of course, she also knows that this memory is incomplete.

She didn't want to mention it, so naturally she didn't want to know.

But now the situation in the Xuanming Continent and Kyushu is known to the world.

If she is asked about the past, she does not remember.

Some of the juniors who are not high in cultivation and don't know her will definitely hunt her down.

There are some things that are better to prevent.

But he thought that Feng Yueli was going to the Firmament Sect in a few days, and she couldn't know so many things.

Otherwise it will be distracting.

He didn't want to say more.

Bo Cijing waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay."

Feng Xixu saw Feng Yueli's hand, holding six wine jars, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Can you drink so much?"

Yueli glanced at Feng Xixu: "It's just to prevent a child from stealing drinks."

Feng Xixu snorted coldly when he heard Feng Yueli say this.

Yueli said, and wanted to leave with the wine jar.

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