Chapter 2290
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The Gu family led a team of Level 4 Spiritual Lords to Fallen Star Yard, but they had no idea that Fallen Star Yard had guests at the moment.
Feng Xun almost tripped over the barrier when he jumped over the wall.
"I say, Xiao Wu, why is this formation of yours operating again? Didn't you say that it's a waste of spiritual stones? "
The more advanced the formation was, the more spiritual stones it would cost.
Feng Wu was too busy with her work to answer Feng Xun's question.
Feng Xun didn't mind. He moved closer to Feng Wu and saw that she was drawing inscriptions on the tiles. The inscriptions looked ordinary, but they were frightening.
"What are you doing?" Feng Xun asked curiously.
"A ghostly formation." Feng Wu's lips curled into an evil smile.
"What's that?" Feng Xun asked curiously.
Pointing at the ceiling, Feng Wu said, "I thought the Thunder Formation would be enough, but it's too weak. Some people just don't know what respect is."
Feng Xun finally realized what was wrong when he looked in the direction Feng Wu was pointing.
"Hey, when did you get this iron pillar in your house? Is it a slingshot? "Feng Xun patted the iron pillar back and forth.
"Stop! Stop! Help — "
A female voice came from above.
Huh?
Feng Xun took a closer look and was surprised. "There's someone up there? Sunbathing in the moonlight at night? "
Qiuling almost burst out laughing, but she covered her mouth to cover it up.
Feng Xun looked at Feng Wu in bewilderment. "Who's that girl?"
Feng Wu said, "Feng Qi."
Feng Xun asked, "Who's Feng Qi?"
Feng Wu put down the inscriptions in her hand in resignation. "Young Lord Feng, do you know that I'm drawing a Level 7 inscription?"
Feng Xun rubbed his chin in embarrassment. "Ahem, go ahead."
So what if it was a Level 7 inscription?
However, Feng Xun nodded inwardly. Level 7 inscriptions were indeed impressive, and there weren't many of them in the imperial capital. Only a handful of Level 8 inscriptions were left.
Feng Xun sidled up to Qiuling and asked her what was going on.
Taking Feng Xun to one side, Qiuling told him about Feng Qi's family in a low voice.
Feng Xun's eyes widened in surprise, and he gave Feng Wu a thumbs-up. That was exactly what his Xiaowu would do.
However … how dare the third branch of the Feng family marry Feng Wu's beautiful mother? Did Feng Yanya and his family have a death wish?
"By the way, why are you here?" Feng Wu glanced up at him.
Feng Xun smacked his forehead. "Gosh, how could I forget something so important? Wait for my return! "
As soon as he said those words, he was gone.
Feng Wu was speechless.
Feng Xun was very elusive, which was very Feng Xun.
Feng Qi was still cursing in midair, but Feng Wu didn't take her words seriously at all. She was busy equipping Fallen Star Yard with weapons.
In the Crown Prince's Residence outside the Imperial City.
"Boss Jun, Boss Jun —"
Feng Xun rushed into the room and saw Jun Linyuan cultivating on the roof of the octagonal eaves.
He heard Feng Xun's voice, but turned a deaf ear.
Seeing that Jun Linyuan was cultivating, Feng Xun didn't want to disturb him. Instead, he asked Feng, who was standing guard next to him, "Mr Feng, do you still have that Fiery Dragon Rod from the southwest?"
Rare items from all over the country would be sent to the imperial capital, and most of them would be checked by His Royal Highness before they went to the royal storeroom.
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