"Ah?" Fu Mianqing opened her mouth wide.

"Why are you so surprised? Didn't you say that I used to be the god of war? I don't want to be a god of war that doesn't deserve the name." Feng Zhuoxi smiled, although she was still in a bad mood, at least she wouldn't hold a gun in her mouth when she spoke up.

Fu Mianqing nodded quickly, with a bright smile on her handsome face: "Okay, I will accompany you whatever Xiaoxi wants to do. From before, I will always be by your side whatever Xiaoxi wants to do."

Mu Jiu was quiet and a little weird. Usually, if Fu Mianqing said such a thing, he would come out to make a few jokes and take the initiative into his own hands, but this time he was surprisingly honest. He didn't even do the thing of being jealous.

Fu Mianqing talked with Feng Zhuoxi again, naturally picking up the things she likes to hear, such as how she practiced her swordsmanship in the past, such as what she did when she was the most beautiful Son. [

At their level of cultivation, rest or not is no longer the most important thing, so Fu Mianqing is very interested in talking, so she plans to stay here overnight.

Just kidding, if he didn't take advantage of such a good opportunity to get close, then he wouldn't be Fu Mianqing.

It's rare for Mu Jiu to hide on the sidelines with a lot of preoccupations, and she doesn't say anything. Naturally, Fu Mianqing wants to seize this opportunity and take the opportunity to get closer to Feng Zhuoxi.

On the branches of the moon, the entire Feng family mansion was quiet, and occasionally the sound of watchmen walking around could be heard.

Fu Mianqing's eyebrows were beaming when she said that, and her pretty face was even more cheerful, as if the word "seductive" was almost written on his face.

Feng Zhuoxi listened quietly, occasionally interjecting a sentence, most of the time she was thinking.

Bai Qi had already fallen asleep, and there was a small barrier beside him, which blocked Fu Mianqing's voice from his ears.

The red candles in the room were melting, and the copper incense burner was burning with Baili Yuezhu's spices specially prepared for Feng Zhuoxi, and there was a faint fragrance in the air, no matter how you looked at it, it was a beautiful scene.

Feng Zhuoxi lowered her head slightly, the orange candlelight shone on her slender cheeks, adding a bit of charm that was different from that in the daytime, and there was a faint worry in her big eyes that she had never seen before, making her even more charming and affectionate. Fu Mianqing felt a little dry mouth.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Fu Mianqing stopped talking suddenly, Feng Zhuoxi looked over strangely.

"No...it's nothing...I just talk too much, I'm a little thirsty..." Fu Mianqing said a little bit tongue-tied.

Feng Zhuoxi reached out her hand to touch the teapot on the small table, the tea in it was already cold, she sucked the copper kettle in the corner, let the water boil, then emptied the teapot, put the tea leaves in again, and put After drying for a while, the boiling water was poured into the teapot, and Fu Mianqing was poured a cup of tea.

"Drink." She manipulated the white porcelain teacup inlaid with gold, and let it fall gently in front of Fu Mianqing.

Fu Mianqing felt that it was not enough to drink three cups in one go, Feng Zhuoxi smiled: "What did you eat at night, why are you so thirsty?"

"I..." How could Fu Mianqing really tell the reason for her thirst?He could only falter for a while, lowered his head and did not speak.

Seeing that he did not speak, Feng Zhuoxi did not speak either, she played with the teacup in her hand and fell into deep thought.

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