Chapter 1245
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"I'm alright." She replied with a smile.
"Come with me for a walk!"
Feng IX smiled appreciatively when she saw the figure walking away after leaving her words behind. He really wasn't an ordinary person. Compared to Hui Lang, he wasn't just a little more astute. He was able to tell that something was amiss so quickly.
However, she had only wandered around in front of the main courtyard. Was it that obvious?
She thought to herself, but continued to follow the figure in front of her. She hadn't expected that Xuanyuan Moze hadn't even seen her yet! His steward had already seen through her. She had wanted to give him a surprise! It looked like there was no chance this time.
At that moment, neither of them noticed that Xuanyuan Moze, who was standing at the window of a nearby building, had inadvertently caught sight of the figure following behind Yang Yong.
When he saw that figure, his heart skipped a beat. He leaned forward slightly to take a closer look. A look of astonishment appeared in his deep eyes.
Fengjiu? Why was she here?
This woman had actually snuck into the Eight Great Empires without a word? She had even snuck into his residence? Although they were a little far apart, he could still recognize her at a glance.
It wasn't because of that face. That face belonged to a completely unfamiliar person. She must have done something to it! What made him recognize her was her figure and the habit of her movements.
Although they hadn't seen each other in the past two to three years, her every move, frown, and smile had long been deeply imprinted in his mind. He could recognize her every movement and back.
Seeing her following behind Yang Yong, the distance between them was less than three steps apart. His face immediately darkened, and he felt as if a jar of vinegar had been knocked over in his heart, causing him to fume with sourness.
This woman, instead of cultivating properly over there, she actually snuck over here. He had clearly told her that she couldn't come here unless she was a Nascent Soul cultivator. Furthermore, she was the one who had mentioned the Ten Year Promise. She actually snuck over!
At this moment, he had completely forgotten that when he had suffered from the backlash of his strength, he had taken advantage of the fact that his body had shrunk due to the loss of his cultivation method to sneak back to see her. Furthermore, he had taken advantage of her quite a bit.
Right now, his eyes seemed to be on fire as he stared at the two people below. Because the two of them had already approached the pavilion, he couldn't hear what they were saying due to the distance, and he couldn't see the expressions on their faces due to the angle. He only knew that the distance between the two of them had been shortened again.
At this moment, he could not help but let his imagination run wild. What was Yang Yong talking to her about? How could Hui Lang and the others not know that Fengjiu is here? And Yang Yong, as a housekeeper, why did he go to the pavilion with her, who was wearing a servant's uniform? What was he trying to do?
Just as he was letting his imagination run wild, there was another scene in the pavilion.
"Sit." Yang Yong gestured for him to sit.
Fengjiu did not stand on ceremony and sat down.
"Who are you?" He asked directly. His voice was as gentle as ever, without the slightest hint of fierceness.
However, Fengjiu knew that this Yang Yong was not as gentle and harmless as he appeared on the surface. The more he was like this, the more shrewd and powerful he was.
"To be able to become a housekeeper, you are indeed not a simple person!" She rested her chin on one hand and smiled. "Actually, you don't have to ask me who I am. Because even if I told you, I don't think you would believe me. "
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