C18 Xiao Xuan(1)

Outside the window, the wind blew through the saffron trees, and the occasional rustle of leaves could be heard.

The faint fragrance was usually enough to accompany Feng Yi, but at this moment, it made her feel somewhat stifled.

During this silence, Xiao Xuan also quieted down and asked softly, "Do you want revenge?"

Revenge?

Feng Yi raised her eyebrows and shook her head. There was no hesitation in doing so.

She turned her delicate body to the side, looking at her from the side.

Her exquisite facial features outlined her perfect figure under the sunlight, projecting onto Xiao Xuan's face and arms …

Xiao Xuan's heart was moved, his red lips secretly licked once, but he did not reach out to hug him, although the feeling in his heart was extremely strong.

Feng Yi looked out of the window and saw the Jade Leaf Butterfly opening up like a butterfly.

After a long while, he turned back and looked at Xiao Xuan, and said softly: "I feel that I have the ability, I want to try it out."

"Nothing else?" For example, if one cultivated to the highest realm, they would be able to possess limitless wealth, honor, status, respect, and all the other things that would make a twenty percent or even a glorified soldier go crazy for!

Xiao Xuan shrugged his shoulders but did not say anything, because he did not care too.

Feng Yi shook her head lightly, smiled, and ignored Xiao Xuan's hidden lines. She raised her head, and a graceful voice floated out from her pink lips:

"Brilliance from the ancestors and glory for the country is nothing. I don't want revenge, and I don't want to talk about it. I just want to protect myself. I think you must have a hundred ways to give me strength.

I just want to know what I can do, so I've been doing it all the time.

Some people may think that I have chosen the hardest path; but that is my nature. "

"Powerful strength is the goal pursued by countless people."

Xiao Xuan said calmly.

"Perhaps, for a supplementary tool that can help with cultivation, a combat weapon that has great destructive power, a set of high rank battle art, battle skills, countless deaths, a distance of five hundred kilometers, we can see it every now and then." Feng Yi said lightly.

Feng Yi frowned and said blandly, "Perhaps I also pursued them subconsciously and was only pretending to be plain; I am not a saint, so I don't need to pretend to be holy.

But for me now, I just want to know what I can do, what I can do, and perhaps what power and fame will come with it.

So in the end, I'm still a layman. "

Feng Yi said softly. She raised her small hands, holding onto the sunlight, her small face had a light smile, but it was as deep as the sun.

Her hair fluttered gently in the sunlight. In order to be self-assured, she was in a very calm mood. She was much calmer after she understood what was going on.

Xiao Xuan's eyes blurred for a moment, as if he had already seen a phoenix soaring up to the Ninth Heaven!

To look down on the world!

In the morning of the next day, after cultivating, Feng Yi squatted by the riverside and unhurriedly washed her clothes.

She was wearing a light blue dress with a loose belt around her waist and a dark blue headband over her long black hair.

Squatting there quietly and washing his clothes was a great feeling, a pleasure for the onlookers.

The Wang Family had people specially responsible for washing clothes, but ever since Feng Yi was five or six years old, he had insisted on doing many things on her own.

The others were never able to break Feng Yi's persistence in the Wang Family, and could even faintly feel a sense of dread towards her. Even if it was just a few small habits, or even the style of a saint, it simply didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Feng Yi raised her hand, wiping away the sweat on her forehead with the back of her hand, and laughed lightly, looking at the free Little Fishy in the river, she was in a good mood.

Being able to do it on her own was a type of great happiness for her.

Suddenly, Feng Yi frowned and turned her head around.

At the side of the broken golden orchid stood a tall and straight figure. It was unknown when this figure had appeared but he didn't know where it stood.

The man was rather tall. His facial features were so delicate that they seemed as if they had been carelessly carved by God. This was because the more careful he was carved, the heavier the scars became.

He was slightly thin, but his entire body was emitting a formless might, as well as a strong sense of power.

In his hand, he held a set of clothes, which seemed to have been worn yesterday. Feng Yi was not sure, because she did not pay attention to his clothes.

Or perhaps, Xiao Xuan was that kind of person, to only be able to leave a mountain like mark in your heart, and not notice his appearance and clothes.

She didn't know how he got out, nor did she have the interest to know. After all, she didn't control him from head to toe.

Feng Yi turned her head and continued washing the clothes in her hands.

After bathing for a while, she felt that something was amiss, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Xiao Xuan!

Xiao Xuan's gaze was wandering back and forth on her protruding buttocks and chest, which was caught by Feng Yi. The corner of his mouth twitched a few times, then he suddenly glared and threw the clothes in his hands to her.

F * ck!

This was the second time Feng Yi got so angry!

This man actually allowed her to help him wash his clothes. He even specifically pointed out that he wanted her to "clean up"!

Was she not clean enough when she was washing clothes?

Just now, Feng Yi had scanned her surroundings. She had washed her clothes inside the small shop, so she had especially rubbed her clothes a few more times …

With a roll of her eyeballs, Feng Yi immediately jumped and almost fell down the stream!

AHH!

This damned man, what sort of hobby was that!

See the girl wash in, still have the face to say out!

AHH!

Shameless to the point of making one's blood boil!

Feng Yi's face turned red, she was so angry that she turned green, and her face turned white again!

When shopping in the modern era, boys would help girls buy underwear, and even use their hands to pinch the thickness, making the girls who came later to buy the interior feel disgusted, as if their own flesh had been touched by an ugly man they didn't know.

But her, Feng Yi's, imagination was pure, and could not take it anymore!

Anger!

The evil little hand grabbed and swung, and the knife fell from the sky!

A black arc flew across the surface of the stream and fell perfectly into the water.

"Pa Da"

Feng Yi stared angrily at the clothes that was floating in the water, she really wanted to grab the disgusting man and kick him into the water to drown!

Xiao Xuan's hair stood on end as he stared at Feng Yi strangely, and said angrily: "You woman!"

However, this girl didn't seem to be a laundry girl. 'Is she a washerwoman?'

"So lazy! It's a great honor to wash my clothes, you know? Furthermore, my clothes are all weapons above the steel ranked Tristar, if you want to throw it away, just throw it away! "

A prodigal son!

No, this girl was definitely a prodigal daughter!

Although he had plenty of steel ranked Tristar and level of clothes, looking at how Feng Yi did not even have a single steel ranked war weapon on him, she knew how expensive they were.

Extending his large hand, he fished the clothes back into his hands and Xiao Xuan angrily glared at Feng Yi!

This outfit was easy to wash. She just needed to go into the water. She really was a lazy woman. No wonder her chest was so small. Bending down, it wasn't even the size of his fist. It was even smaller than her slender waist.

Could weapons even be clothes?

Clothes can be a weapon?

And confirm that it wasn't an accessory tool?

Feng Yi's pupils contracted. Although a true ranker was abnormal, it didn't mean that she would change into something as high-levelled as washing clothes, right?

A prodigal son!

This bastard was definitely a prodigal one!

A mere Pear Blossom Soft Sword from Song Zixun could be so arrogant in front of her, the wastrel!

It made people so jealous that they wanted to rob him!

Feng Yi hurriedly put away the clothes. She was no longer in a good mood to wash! It was too fucking shocking!

"Feng Yi!"

Xiao Xuan flicked his finger, without saying a word, a piece of bamboo paper directly landed in Feng Yi's hand.

Feng Yi stopped in her tracks, staring coldly at the evil man.

"Cultivating the Purple Phoenix Formula, I need to find a particularly quiet place so that I can recover from my injuries.

There are some things here that you should buy and prepare. "

After he finished speaking, Xiao Xuan didn't say another word as he turned around and walked back to her courtyard with an even faster speed.

"F * ck me!"

Feng Yi held onto the clothes with both hands, but the man still threw the paper into her hands, could she even hold on to it?