After going down the mountain, I was petted by the paranoid Lord Bo and cried

Chapter 115 The Lord of Cloud City
Mu Xiaoman's turbulent breath gradually stabilized, and Feng Wei breathed a sigh of relief.

Walking out of the room, I saw Gui Mu standing in the yard pleading guilty, "Feng Wei, Mu Xiaoman, how are you?"

Feng Wei glared coldly, pulled the cane from his hand, then raised his hand, as if he was going to slap him hard

Guimu was so frightened that he closed his eyes, seeing that the cane was about to fall on his body, Guimu held his breath and dared not speak.

Unexpectedly, Feng Bi threw the cane in his hand on the ground, Guimu said happily: "Feng Bi, are you not angry anymore?"

The words "I'm angry" were written on Feng Wei's swarthy face.

Guimu took two steps back, "Feng Wei, actually I wanted to tell you about the longevity fruit, but I didn't have time."

"But don't worry, I found a way to save Mu Xiaoman."

Guimu took out the method she had read in an ancient book, opened it, and handed it to Feng Wei.

"This ancient book says that if a mortal eats the longevity fruit by mistake, he needs to mix the spring of the mountain spirit and the lotus of the snow mountain, and then stew it for three days and three nights, then he can boil these two holy things into soup and drink it. It will be cured in a week."

After what happened last time, Feng Wei somewhat distrusted Gui Mu.

Seeing his suspicious eyes, Guimu was heartbroken, "Why are you looking at me like this? Don't you believe me?"

"nature."

Guimu's heart was twisted like a knife, he didn't expect Feng Bi to agree so quickly.

He continued to pester Feng Wei, explaining: "I really checked this matter for you, don't you really believe me?"

"I don't believe it." Feng Bi glanced at Gui Mu and continued, "I have already found a way, so you don't need to worry about it."

Guimu asked curiously, "What method did you find?"

Feng Bi kept silent.

Guimu's heart trembled for a while, and he reminded: "You don't have any bad thoughts, do you?"

"Let me remind you, don't try to turn Mu Xiaoman into a demon."

Feng Bi paused, then turned around and asked, "Why not?"

As soon as Guimu heard this, he knew that he had such thoughts, and shouted, "Of course not, this Mu Xiaoman is a human being, if you force her to become a demon, wouldn't it be against the rules of heaven?"

"Tian Tiao?" Feng Bi sneered coldly, "Does this deity care about a torn Heavenly Palace?"

Naturally, Feng Wei didn't care, but Mu Xiaoman suddenly became a demon by himself, and would be despised by others.

He seemed to know what Feng Bi was concerned about, so he raised his mouth on purpose.

"When Xiaoman becomes a demon, he will be with him forever, forever."

"Compared to someone who has been a mere few decades, is becoming a demon a good idea?"

Seeing that he insisted on this, Gui Mu couldn't persuade him, he only hoped that he would be hit by Mu Xiaoman's place.

……

Mo Su chased her out and walked all the way with her. He was so tired that he asked to stay in the inn, and then slept until noon the next day.

When he woke up, there was no sign of Qingyao in the room, he ran out quickly and only found out after asking Xiao Er that Qingyao had left long ago.

Worried that she would be overwhelmed again, she immediately ran out to look for Qingyao.

Unexpectedly, at the gate of Fengbi, the people of Yuncheng were recommending him to be the city lord this time. Feng Bi was naturally not interested in the position of the city lord. Seeing Mo Su coming, he quickly called him over .

Mo Su walked over in a daze, and greeted everyone.

The common people were all dumbfounded, they couldn't tell the difference when they saw the exact same person.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from the crowd, "Isn't this the eldest son of the Xiangcheng family, Mo Su?"

Hearing this reminder, the others quickly responded: "Yes, yes, I just heard that the eldest son of Xiangcheng looks exactly the same as our city lord of Yuncheng."

Mo Su was so embarrassed by the praise, he lowered his head and scratched his head.

It's really strange and embarrassing, what is the jade tree facing the wind, what is the romantic and suave, what is the extraordinary Junyu...

They all lifted him up to the sky.

Seeing that he likes to be sought after so much, Feng Wei handed him the pole and asked him to climb up.

"Since you all want me to stay as the city lord."

Feng Wei patted Mo Su on the shoulder, "This one looks exactly like me, how about staying as your city lord?"

Mo Su and everyone were taken aback.

He came to Yuncheng to discuss business, not to attend the succession ceremony.

You must know that Yuncheng looks harmonious now, and many internal problems have not been resolved. Feng Wei wanted to throw this hot potato to him, and then pat his ass and leave, there was no door.

Without waiting for others to object, Mo Su was the first to stand up and protest.

"I object, I'm from Xiangcheng, how can I stay here."

Others also responded: "Yes, people in other places hate us Yuncheng to the bone. If you hand us over to others, isn't it just sending sheep to the tiger's mouth?"

"And such a thing, I don't think the goddess will agree."

As soon as the words fell, Qing Yao appeared out of nowhere.

Everyone saw that she was exactly like Mu Xiaoman, without thinking, they went up and grabbed her hand, pointing and said: "Look, the goddess is here, everyone kneel down quickly, and ask the goddess to uphold justice for us."

A group of people knelt down in a row, startling both Mo Su and Qing Yao.

"What's the matter?"

Mo Su shook his head, and pointed at Feng Bi next to him. Seeing that he looked calm, he probably didn't take it seriously at all.

But now Qingyao is also riding a tiger, so she can only appease everyone's emotions and let them go home first.

After going back, Qing Yao and Mo Su walked into the mansion, and asked, "What's the trouble with Demon Venerable just now?"

Feng Wei picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said calmly: "I just want to throw away the burden on my body and take Xiao Man far away."

Qing Yao sneered, "Take the half-dead Mu Xiaoman away? I'm afraid that Mu Xiaoman may die on the way before this door goes out."

Feng Wei shattered the cup in his hand with internal force, staring at Qing Yao with fierce eyes, wishing to devour her.

Seeing the dire situation, Mo Su quickly pulled Qing Yao away.

"Let's talk about this matter."

"There is nothing to say. Since I have decided to leave, I will not stay again."

Qing Yao continued to sneer, "Sure enough, he is a coward who has no responsibility."

Feng Wei slapped the table and stood up, "Shangshen's words are too harsh."

"Hard to hear?" Qing Yao raised her eyebrows, "It's just telling the truth, why is it so ugly?"

Mo Su saw that the two were at a stalemate, and the scene was awkward for a while. He was afraid that if he said a few more words, he would also be caught in it.

He could only silently step aside, Feng Wei never gave him such a chance.

"Wouldn't it be nice for you and Qing Yao, a fake city lord and a fake goddess, to stay in this world as a couple?"

(End of this chapter)