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Dragon Clan, divine hall.

Feng Yi sat in the dazzling living room and waited for him.

In the end, even after waiting for a long time, Long Yu still did not manage to produce a single bubble.

Unexpectedly, after half a month, Xiao Yi had become so skinny, with a face of pale green, and a skinny body like a lonely crescent moon.

"Xiao Yi has not seen you for a long time. I didn't expect you to become so haggard in just a few days. Is it because Dragon Clan doesn't give you food or water to drink? "Look at how thin you look right now. It's so heartbreaking."

Feng Yi swatted his fan, walked to Xiao Yi's side, and went close to him. After rolling his eyes a few times, he suggested: "Since Dragon Clan is so stingy, then why not come to my Phoenix Clan. I guarantee that you won't be able to enjoy the limelight, and you can even have three wives and four concubines to wait upon you. "

Feng Yi blinked her eyes, actively flashing her eyelashes at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi picked up the tea on the table coldly and drank it lightly a few times. Then, he replied lazily, "There's no need for you to worry."

He lowered his eyes and went back to his tea. The Phoenix King was just this impetuous. Unlike when Long Yu was quiet, he was like a water mirror, so quiet that others would ignore him.

Although most of Long Yu's hidden poison had already been dispelled by Little Treasure, he could not let his guard down.

In another room, Long Yu was accompanying Xiao Bao. Because his illness had just started to get better, Xiao Yi did not want Feng Yi to know that most of the poison in his body had already healed. In order to prevent Feng Yi from seeing through and increasing his defense against the Dragon Clan, Xiao Yi did not allow the two of them to talk.

Feng Yi chuckled: "Drinking tea alone is too boring, come drink with my Phoenix Clan." Although there was a smile on his face, there was no hint of happiness in his eyes.

"I don't want to go."

Xiao Yi stared at Qing Bi's tea, and immediately refused.

"Hmph, that's not up to you."

As he said that, Feng Yi pulled Xiao Yi's arm, instantly moved through space, and pulled him into the Phoenix Clan Palace.

Once they arrived at the Phoenix Clan palace, a group of women from the harem surrounded them.

Xiao Yi sat on the chair pressed down by Feng Yi. His face was cold, as if he wanted to keep people away from him.

"Didn't Xiao Yi say I was talking about you? How boring it is for you to live alone. You must be very lonely in Dragon Clan, you look so thin and weak, how pitiful, Long Yu, you actually are so petty, and didn't even let you get married. Your Dragon Clan is so rich, yet I'm treating you so harshly. "

The girls in the imperial harem who were surrounding Feng Yi were extremely lively. He embraced them from left to right, purposely attacking Xiao Yi together with the group of women.

"As a man, how could I not know how to enjoy the gentleness of a woman? I'm a man, I enjoy life to the fullest and enjoy life to my heart's content."

Feng Yi waved his red feathered fan, and with a long tail, he patted the back of Xiao Yi's hand.

Xiao Yi slapped his feathered fan away and coldly replied: "I'm used to being alone. No need for you to worry. "

Just then, Feng Yi looked at the two dressed beauties, and the two beauties immediately started rubbing their hands and feet on Xiao Yi, toasting one moment and massaging the other. Her voice was even more delicate: "I have long heard of Lord Xiao's fame. Your reputation is well-known outside, and you are like thunder piercing my ears. Today, let this little girl toast you."

Xiao Yi raised his eyes, looked at Feng Yi, and said: "What are you looking for me for?"

Feng Yi laughed: "What do you mean? Don't you see? Of course I'm here to have fun with you. "Why do you have to keep a stiff face every day? It's not funny at all."

How could it be so simple? Xiao Yi's eyes turned soft, this Feng Yi was very crafty, he must be uneasy and had good intentions. He couldn't wait for Long Yu, so he was using him as a joke. He had to think of a way out.

At this time, someone reported from outside, "Phoenix King, Master Shen wishes to seek an audience."

Shen Ziyi, who was standing outside the curtain of the snow veil, knelt down on one knee, "This subject, Shen Ziyi greets Phoenix King."

Feng Yi laughed frivolously as he drank, "Oh, it's Zi Yi. Come in. "It's good that you're here. Come over and drink with This King."

Zi Yi kowtowed, "Yes."

When the servants on both sides pulled open the curtains of the golden phoenix dress, what entered into Zi Yi's eyes was the thousand-year-old ice mountain face of Xiao Yi. Although it had a scrawny and pale face, it had to be said that Xiao Yi was a genius with an extraordinary grace.

Xiao Yi just sat there and drank his wine quietly, it was also a delightful painting, as if his entire body was still, a dead silence that was black and white, and only his entire body was colored.

Shen Ziyi's eyelashes moved slightly, he nervously clenched his hands, but his gaze never left Xiao Yi's ten thousand years old, ice-cold face.

Xiao Yi was his senior brother. Should he shake hands enthusiastically and then hug his thighs?

"Ugh …" The word 'hug' had just rolled over his head.

The Phoenix King took the initiative to jump onto Xiao Yi, hanging onto his body and swaying uncontrollably: "Aiyo, Xiao Yi, you don't like women, is it because you like men?"

Feng Yi said as he raised his orchid shaped fingers and shook them in front of Xiao Yi's eyes.

Shen Ziyi immediately said, "Xiao Yi, you don't like women, is it because you like men?" The action of being frozen to hug a leg. His teeth hurt.

Zi Yi very consciously moved her doggy legs to Feng Yi's side.

No matter what, he was prepared to 'marry and have children'. He was a very normal man! He definitely didn't have that kind of masculine hobby.

Furthermore, the one he liked was the Phoenix Clan Holy Maiden "Qing Xuan".

I heard that the palace maids beside the Palace Mistress are helping them find a good person.

Therefore, how could he be labeled "Good guy" at such a crucial moment?

Before Shen Ziyi could regain her footing, she heard a "Aiyo" sound as Phoenix King's entire person fell to the cold glazed floor.

What was going on?

In an instant, Phoenix King laid on the ground without care for his image.

"Xiao Yi! You... Too much! They actually dared to throw This King! "

Feng Yi who had fallen on the ground extended his powerful orchid shaped fingers towards Xiao Yi, and said unhappily.

Xiao Yi glanced at him from the corner of her eyes and continued to drink her tea as if nothing had happened. So boring. I'm ready to leave.

However, when he moved, he discovered that his entire body was covered with barrier s. His pupils constricted as he shot a cold gaze at Feng Yi — — This was the bastard who sealed the barrier.

This cunning Phoenix King really had good intentions.

However, Xiao Yi still drank his wine without batting an eyelid.

The plum wine was lustrous and fragrant, but with too much malice in it, it was too tasteless.

Just then, another voice came from beyond the curtain. "Phoenix King, the Holy Maiden requests an audience."

Feng Yi's curved eyelashes rose up and her eyes darted around. The light in her eyes had a hidden meaning, and she said smilingly: "Palace Mistress is asking for an audience, for some reason. Ask her to come in. "

He only saw two palace maids opening the curtains, Qing Xuan and the four palace maids entered.

The Qing Xuan of today wasn't wearing a veil, she was absolutely beautiful, her figure was like a willow, and her movements like a lotus.

She was the most beautiful woman in the phoenix-race, but though she was beautiful and elegant, her eyebrows were covered with a layer of misty worry. For the past half month, she had been unable to think of food or tea, and her entire beauty was like a flower. Although she was still beautiful, she looked more like a dried flower stuck in a vase.

The goose egg, which was originally delicate and soft, now had a sharp, clear, and thin point to its round chin.

The pair of beautiful eyes that were originally filled with limpid spring water also became dull and lifeless.

The four palace maids that followed behind her stared at their Palace Mistress with worried looks. If one were to say that Palace Mistress had taken off her veil without her permission, then she would have to stay a "saint" for her entire life — — widowhood.

The four of them discussed for half a month and decided to ask Phoenix King to be their leader so that they could choose a good match.

When the purple clothed man saw Palace Mistress Zisha, his eyes lit up with joy.

Wow, the beauty he admired in his heart. It was right in front of him now.

For the past half month, he had been looking for opportunities to approach this beautiful and elegant woman.

Her face, quiet, moving, laughing, brooding, could be played in his head. This really made him "not thinking about anything, not wanting to eat" yearn for it.

Zi Yi specially reminded Phoenix King that he was actively participating in the selection of Palace Mistress Zisha's husband.

So, these few days, he would always come to Phoenix King to report about the Dragon Clan. As long as there were leads and plans to report to the Phoenix King about the invasion of Dragon Clan, causing the Phoenix King to look at him in a different light, marrying the Palace Mistress Zisha would be able to give twice the results with half the effort.

As long as Phoenix King was happy and thought that he had power, being loyal and useful to Phoenix Clan, she would definitely betroth him her Palace Mistress Zisha.

Furthermore, he had always left a good impression on the four maids by Palace Mistress's side. From time to time, he would give her some small gifts to "bribe" her.

Moreover, he also had an impressive appearance. He was tall and sturdy, strong, valiant and extraordinary, and was a resounding figure in the Phoenix Clan. In the Star God Arena in Phoenix Clan, in astrologer number one thousand, his spiritual energy was the strongest, and he absolutely could not be looked down upon by others.

That was why Shen Ziyi looked at Phoenix King with her eyes busily. She hoped that the four maids would think of him when they suggested that he choose a husband.

He's not married yet.

Getting married and having children was his current life goal! Especially the beauty Qing Xuan, if one could hug a beauty well, it would be a good thing that they would laugh even in their dreams.

Feng Yi glanced at Zi Yi from the corner of his eyes.

Zi Yi ran in front of Qing Xuan and bowed. Then, with a smile on her face, she said to Qing Xuan, "Palace Mistress, you've gotten better in the past few days. You always have a bad rest, you see, and you look so pale. It makes me so worried. "

Qing Xuan lowered his head and replied, "Thank you for your concern. "I'm fine."

She came this time to specifically bid farewell to the Phoenix King.

In this half a month, she had thought of many things and waited for so many days. But Xiao Yi didn't make any movements.

In these nineteen days, Xiao Yi had not come to find her.

No!

It was true.

He didn't like her! He was a true saint, a heartless, loveless saint.

As for her, as the holy maiden of Phoenix Clan, she should have protected the divine altar without feeling or love. However, because she had met Xiao Yi, the loose man who stood at the peak of the Astrology, she had lost her heart.

She had cried. In the dark, in a place that no one knew about, she had secretly cried.

He could not sleep every night. He could not sleep in peace. As the night slowly passed, he quietly stared out of the window in a daze, watching the sun slowly rise as it reincarnated time and time again. But as for Xiao Yi — it turned out that everything was just his own wishful thinking, he did not like her, nor did he want to accept her.

However, every time she washed her face with tears, she would never blame him, nor did she blame him.

He was a saint. And she could only be a mortal looking up at him, admiring him.

This is good too.

Love and memory.

Even memories of lovelessness had become shameful.

But, who was the person sitting on the table in front of him?

Had she been hallucinating?

It was actually the Xiao Yi that she had been dreaming about day and night.

He just sat there quietly and drank the wine. There was even tea on the table. The strong aroma of the wine mixed together with the refreshing fragrance of the tea.

The surroundings were filled with alcohol, as well as a clear scent of tea.

Qing Xuan's handsome face was imprinted in his eyes. Her dark and lifeless eyes were immediately filled with a bright light, and her pale, colorless oval face turned into a beautiful circle of light as it actually turned red.

He was like a dried up flower that was suddenly watered by a sweet spring, brimming with vitality.

Feng Yi stared at Qing Xuan again, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a malicious grin. Tsk tsk, he realized that this was going to be a good show.