The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

Qinglan looked at the three of them, feeling discouraged for a while, presumably Qiongying must be very busy, but he couldn't help at all.

"Please sit down." Qiongying said in a graceful manner with a calm expression.

The three of Jing Ao didn't know what to say, so they sat down obediently, and they didn't know where to start.

Fortunately, Caiyi came and served tea and fruit. After Caiyi retreated, there was another silence.

"Zi Han, I'm sorry for what happened back then." Jing Ao hesitated for a while, then said this suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Qiongying glanced at him and said calmly.

Jing Ao was at a loss for words, there were too many grievances and grievances back then, it was impossible to talk about them, but they were vivid in his memory.And Zihan seems to have forgotten it, no, it should be that she never remembered it, never cared about it.

Jing Hao was at a loss. Whether it was back then or today, even if she hadn't changed, he still couldn't understand her.

"You forgot?" Nangong Chen looked at her with a complicated expression, and asked slowly.

"What did you forget?" Qiong Ying also glanced at him and said calmly.

Nangong Chen was also at a loss for words, she was still so unintentional, there was no hatred in her eyes, no fluctuations, since she didn't hate, angry, or angry, why did she alienate him?

Qing Lan stared at the people, very bored, because he couldn't understand what they were talking about, so he took the pastry and ate it. He hasn't eaten anything since this morning, and he is a little hungry.

"Qiong Ying, you eat." Qing Lan handed her a piece of pastry and said expectantly.

"I'm not hungry, you eat." Qiongying didn't answer.

"Eat even if you're not hungry, it's delicious." Qing Lan stretched her hand forward again, as if to put it on her lips, waiting for her to open her mouth.

"I ate it this morning, you can finish it." Qiongying said.

"That's it, forget it." Qing Lan no longer insisted, and ate sullenly, suddenly felt that the pastry was not so delicious.

Nangong Chen raised his eyebrows, and looked at Qing Lan intentionally or unintentionally. For some reason, no one dared to do Qing Lan's actions, probably not even Qing Jun.

Let alone him, it's not that he doesn't dare, but the gap between him and her is too deep, she will definitely refuse, she won't even give him a look, everything he does is futile, It will only make her have a deeper prejudice against him.

"If you have anything to say, you may as well just say it." Qiongying looked at the shining sunlight on the lake, it was about noon.

"Before I wrote a book to the masters of Lance Academy, I received a reply this morning..." Jing Ao said, this is the business they came here for.

"You told Mu Feng that he is not dead?" Qiong Ying suddenly interrupted his words, and there was a faint frost in the phoenix eyes.

Several people were taken aback, even Qing Lan stopped talking, the atmosphere was too depressing.

"...I just asked about the undead, did I do something wrong?" Jing Ao asked tentatively with anxiety in his heart.

"Forget it, it's okay, but there is a result?" Qiongying looked gloomy, but her tone was very good. She has a bad temper, but she still has some self-cultivation.And Mu Feng will know sooner or later that what is coming is always coming.

"What's wrong with City Lord Mu Feng? Why don't you tell me what's going on." Jing Ao asked persistently. Qiongying seemed to hate City Lord Mu Feng very much. What's the reason?He couldn't stand the scare, it's better to know the reason, otherwise he wouldn't even know how to die.

"It's okay." There was no doubt in his tone.

Jing Ao stopped asking any more questions, and continued the topic just now, saying: "Speaking of undead, those walking dead are just corpses, failures in making undead, all the vitality is concentrated between the eyebrows, and the body has rotted. Unbearable."