"Well."

"You can eat too. I'm embarrassed to watch me eat like this." Say Feng Mo Chen also feed him to eat one.

Ye Li Cha sat next to her and opened his mouth to eat the lychee kernel she fed. His eyes were flowing. He thought of one thing and asked her suspiciously: "Your Highness said you should set up your own house. You never mentioned it to me. Are you just talking about it?"

keep house?

Mention this matter, Feng Mo Chen blinked an eye, a serious reply: "of course not said, this matter I also want to give you to deal with it? With you and Liu Su, as for Su Mou, I don't mind if he wants to be an adviser. "

"Why should he take part?" At night, when she heard that she wanted Su Mou to participate in it, a haze appeared on her gentle face.

Feng Mo Chen's tone was lazy, but he didn't notice the change on his face: "because I don't want you to be too tired, you still have to find time to accompany me?"

After listening to her last words, night from the brake taut haze face, slightly slow, voice low Charm: "as long as it is for you, I am not afraid to do anything."

"I know you are not afraid, but there are limits to people's ability to do things. Don't be too reluctant. What I just said, you should carry it out as soon as possible and find more people with excellent martial arts. "

"Good."

"I won't eat any more. Clean up and I'll go and have a look." Feng Mo Chen stood up and went out.

See she went out, night from the brake to see the eye table peeled litchi shell, dark eyes slightly a deep.

The next room.

On the bed, the devil was lying quietly. Maybe the injury was too serious. He didn't wake up until now. Mu Shiyang keeps on, fearing that she will wake up suddenly.

Squeak.

Hearing the sound of someone pushing the door, he looked up at the door and saw that it was fengmochen. He said indifferently: "how did you come here?"

"Isn't master awake yet?" Feng Mo Chen went to the bedside, looked at the eyes of the comatose devil Yaoyao, frowned: "should be almost awake."

"Well, is your hand all right?" Mu Shiyang looked at her bandaged wrist and asked casually.

"It's OK. I'm thick skinned." Feng Mo Chen said with a smile. Then he went to the table and sat down. He poured his own tea and drank it. While drinking tea, he asked, "mumeng master, in two days, I'll have a banquet for all the sects. Would you like to have a party together?"

Mu Shiyang, with a deep look at her, stood up from the bed and walked towards her. He would be opposite.

"Who are you? What is your real identity? Why do you want to be the leader of the Wulin alliance and win over all the sects? "

"How do you answer so many questions?" Feng Mo Chen wry smile, and then drink a cup of tea, disgusted said: "this tea is too bitter, not good to drink, or home Longjing good to drink some."

"Then you answer one by one."

"It seems that the Mueller is a little ignorant." Feng Mo Chen's mouth was crooked, and he laughed cunningly: "I have a Kirin sword in my hand, but who is the person who got it? As long as we check, we will know who got the sword. "

Hearing this, Mu Shiyang slowly narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were deep: "are you really your royal highness? He got this Unicorn sword by accident when he went to Helin island. I always thought you stole it. "

"Your imagination is really rich. How can I steal this sword?"

"Since your Highness's status is already so noble, why do you want to get involved in the Jianghu?"