Destroying the Jade City, in the lobby, Suo Ming Di Niang is sitting tall and majestic, and her subordinate Yang Soul is standing under his left hand. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info left and right in front of him, several disciples in strong suits stood with swords in their hands, their expressions were indifferent, Feng Qianqian trembled and walked in, bowed respectfully and saluted: "Qianqian, please see the city lord!"

"Young City Lord!" Several disciples also saluted Feng Qianqian. Yang Soul showed a smile on his face and said kindly: "Qianqian, you are back!"

The sharp eyes of the Diniang looked at Feng Qianqian tightly, and when she saw her dusty and haggard, she said: "Qian'er, I haven't seen you for a few months, why are you divided? Before the words fell, suddenly, like a big eagle, suddenly flew up, and Feng Qianqian in front of the court suddenly flew over. Volleyed, his right hand flipped over, and the wind in his palm hit Feng Qianqian's chest.

The Commanding Diniang suddenly showed this hand, which frightened the people present, Yang Soul exclaimed, and was about to make a move, and the other disciples were also like the second monk, confused, and didn't know whether to draw their swords or not. Feng Qianqian's face turned white, and the three souls lost their seven spirits, and they were about to turn around and dodge. But in the flash of light, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she immediately understood the intention of the Killer Niang, she was testing herself. So, Feng Qianqian didn't avoid people, didn't dodge or dodge, just stood on the spot, his expression was painful, he stroked his chest, and let out a low moan.

Just when Yang Soul was about to make a move, he saw that the body of the Commander was longitudinal, to the side next to Feng Qianqian, and the palm wind also swept out of the hall, but it was still a strong wind, and her clothes were fluttering. Feng Qianqianying's body was so full that she couldn't stand, she was swept by the strong wind, and she coughed subconsciously.

"Young City Lord!"

"Qianqian......" Yang Soul and his disciples exclaimed again. Suo Ming Di Niang squatted down, stretched out and pulled Feng Qianqian up, stroked her messy hair with her hand, and said distressedly: "Qian'er, I haven't seen you for a few months, why is your body so weak, and it was blown down by a gust of wind." ”

Feng Qianqian's face was pale, because her cough was a little unsteady, she could obviously feel the pulse of her wrist held by Suo Ming Di Niang through her clothes, she could only bow down, her brows were furrowed, she stroked her stomach, and pretended to be in pain. Only then did she give up, gently supported Feng Qianqian's body, and said with concern: "Qian'er, I have worked hard all the way, and I must have suffered a lot of grievances outside in the past few months. After that, he turned around and returned to his original position.

"Yes, thank you, mother. Feng Qianqian blessed her body and said, "Mother, summon me back this time, but what happened in the city?"

Suo Di Niang replied indifferently: "Oh, it's nothing, if there is anything Yang Soul and they will prepare, as for you, if you have any tasks in the future, my mother will send someone to tell you." ”

"Yes. Feng Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head sideways, and saw Yang Soul looking at herself, her face was still the same kind, her eyes were still the same kind, and her expression was still the same calm, but at this time, she was a little more excited, probably seeing Feng Qianqian.

Feng Qianqian's heart was a little touched, over the years, in the cold destruction of the jade city here, Yang Soul gave her warmth, I haven't seen her for a long time, Feng Qianqian misses her very much, and when she sees her at this moment, she is also nervous and happy, but under the nose of the Diniang, Feng Qianqian does not dare to have too many emotions. Feng Qianqian raised a smile in her eyes and greeted her most beloved person shallowly.

Yang Soul naturally understood, her eyes were always so understanding, so warm as the sun, she bowed her head slightly, revealing a smile of satisfaction, which was considered to be a response to Feng Qianqian. And the Diniang on the side was watching coldly in front of the hall.

In the evening, after dinner, Feng Qianqian returned to the West Wing Pavilion early, which was her room. She tidied up her small pavilion a little, and several furnishings in the pavilion were quite clean, it should have been cleaned by a disciple these days.

Smelling the familiar breath in the air and looking at the familiar objects around her, Feng Qianqian was full of memories. In the past few months, she has been wandering on the rivers and lakes and has experienced too many things, and when she returned to her West Pavilion at this time, her heart has settled down a little.

At this time, a few knocks sounded on the door, and then Yang Soul's voice came: "Qianqian, it's me, Aunt Yang, have you slept?"

Hearing this, Feng Qianqian strode towards the door and welcomed Yang Soul in, she couldn't suppress her emotions anymore, threw herself into Yang Soul's arms, and shouted: "Aunt Yang, Qianqian misses you so much...... As everyone knows, Yang Soul is holding a tray in his hand, with a few small snacks and a pot of tea on the plate.

Feng Qianqian almost knocked over the tray with this hug, but fortunately, Yang Soul was quick to hold the tray and then put it on the table. Yang Soul patted Feng Qianqian's shoulder dotingly, and said happily: "You kid...... It's the same as when I was a child, my eyes look at the ground. ”

Feng Qianqian put her arms around Yang Soul's neck and said coquettishly: "My eyes are looking at Aunt Yang, where will I notice that you also brought me food." ”

"Okay, I can't talk about you! You sit down and let Aunt Yang see if you're doing these days. Yang Soul pulled Feng Qianqian to sit down on a chair, looked at it carefully, and nodded: "Well, yes, I have a full stomach, and after a period of rest, my complexion is indeed much better." It's just this eyebrow knot...... Why don't you show it, Qianqian, you must have suffered a lot outside, right?"

Feng Qianqian said bitterly: "A lot of things have happened in these days, and Qianqian really can't be happy." "Especially what happened to Xiang Yazhai and the second-in-command Chen Sen has always been her nightmare.

Yang Soul hugged Feng Qianqian in his arms and murmured: "Child, it's all over, don't take it to heart, return to the ruined jade city to recuperate your spirit, don't think about those unhappy things." There was some helplessness and sadness in Yang Soul's tone, she knew that Feng Qianqian was a hard-working child, since she was poisoned when she was a child, her life was not up to her, she could only be at the mercy of others. And Yang Soul can't change anything, he can only feel distressed on the side.

Feng Qianqian, who was listening, suddenly asked, "Aunt Yang, my mother summoned me back this time, but what task do you want me to complete?"

"This ......" looked at Feng Qianqian's eyes looking forward to the answer, eager and bright, Yang Soul was a little hesitant, she didn't know whether to tell Feng Qianqian about Wanxianggou. Vientiane Gou is the painstaking effort of Suo Ming Di Niang for many years, and only a few capable subordinates in the Jade City know the specific location, and what is Su Ming Di Niang going to do in Vientiane Gou, Yang Soul does not know. She only knew that Suo Ming Di Niang had already brought a map of Vientiane Gou to Ling Feng and Liu Xufei, and had invited the silver-faced Qin Ye to attend. On the surface, it is said that it is celebrating the destruction of the Jade City for twenty-five years, but as for what to do, Yang Soul is also half-aware and can't guess.