Nirvana's wife is too black

Chapter 162

That night.

The starlight is like thin lines, refracted into the eyes, in the small courtyard where Beijia Fengwu lives, a few osmanthus petals are falling scattered from an osmanthus tree.

Feng Wu stood under the tree, with her face downcast, wondering what she was thinking about.

A gust of autumn wind blew, and the coolness hit, and the corners of Feng Wu's skirt were blown up by the wind.

"Is not It Cold?"

Like Wang Qingquan's voice that entered his heart, he said it warmly from the man's mouth, with a bit of eager concern.

Feng Wu shook her head, leaning against the osmanthus tree, the fluttering osmanthus fell with the wind, making her like a woman in a fairyland, as beautiful as a fairy.

Perhaps, she was originally an immortal.

"When did you come back?" Feng Wu opened her mouth and spit out such a sentence, but finally her heart turned into a sigh.

Bei Wenxuan.

I haven't seen him for more than two years, and now he looks more like Bei Muge.

If she didn't see it clearly.

Maybe, you will mistakenly think that the person in front of you is Bei Muge?
"Since the demons attacked the Central Continent, I have returned to the Northern Continent with the Bei Family, but after I came back, I heard that you had been in a coma in the Bei Family, so I never saw you in the future. By the way, your little apprentice is also in the Bei Family." Home, do you want to go and have a look?" Bei Wenxuan's words made Feng Wu raise her almond eyes slightly, and she nodded immediately.

After returning from Lily of the Valley Academy today, she has been standing here for many hours, thinking about many things, she has not even eaten dinner.

Following behind Bei Wenxuan, Feng Wu seemed to feel someone's scorching gaze, but she turned her head but couldn't see anyone.

"Where's your second uncle?"

"Him? Since I came back, I've been looking for something in the library. I don't know what I'm looking for. I turned the study into a mess. Those who didn't know thought it was a thief!" Listening to Feng Wu's casual question , Bei Wenxuan answered indifferently.

According to his words, the woman in front of him is not only the suzerain of Yunhua Sect, but also his future second aunt. If he doesn't handle her affairs well, he will be beaten up by that old man, his second uncle!
Beat him until his parents don't even know him!
How can I meet people with a bruised nose and a swollen face?

"Check things?" Feng Wu paused after hearing this, and looked at Bei Wenxuan seemingly indifferently.

At this moment, only she knew where the tension in her heart came from.

Beijia Zangshuge is the same place as Yunhuazong Zangshuge. Even if you can’t find anything left over from the ancient times, you can definitely find clues to the historical documents in it!

Was that the result she wanted?
So far, many things are still very vague, but in the same way, Feng Wu dare not ask Bei Muge to investigate.

History has disappeared, but her memory doesn't. If Bei Muge recovers her memory one day, will she hate her brother?

Hate the way of heaven, hate martial arts?

That's not what she wants to see.

"Well, I heard that the historical data..." Before the words finished, how could there be Feng Wu in front of me?
Bei Wenxuan shrugged his shoulders, curled his lips and said speechlessly: "What kind of couple are these? They just leave without saying hello, as expected, birds of a feather flock together!"

That's what he said, but Bei Wenxuan also knew that if he had to say this in front of Bei Muge, his beating would be inevitable.

Because, the second uncle is very black-bellied!

A stomach full of ink will torment you to death.

Thinking of this, Bei Wenxuan shuddered, feeling that the days of the Bei family would not stop in the future.

Beijia Library Pavilion.

As soon as Feng Wu arrived, she was stopped by the guards outside the door. She squinted her eyes and looked at the two guards who were more powerful than her.

Feng Wu was thinking in her mind, how could she enter Zangshu Pavilion and meet Bei Muge without making a fuss!

Ok?
Divine consciousness rummaged through the Qiankun bracelet, and soon found a bag of powdery things.

Feng Wu snickered, Big Brother and the others were really thoughtful, even putting this thing in the Qiankun bracelet.

Hundred pollen, drugs.

There is no solution, it can be comatose.

Looking at the paper bag with words written on it, Feng Wu Fengying stepped out, the afterimages were not real in the night, covered his mouth and nose, and scattered the powder along the wind towards the guards guarding the library.

(End of this chapter)