C83 Little Feather

As she was thinking, the handsome man on the third floor actually crooked his finger at her. He smiled seductively, and her heart was beating fast.

“Third sister, what are you looking at?”

Yun Qingluo moved closer to her and looked up. She saw a black figure on the third floor, but she didn’t see anything.

Feng Yu looked away and said, “Nothing.”

“Let’s go back.”

Yun Yixuan was holding the purplish-golden cloth in his arms. He was still as handsome and elegant as before.

Feng Yu frowned and looked up again. She finally made up her mind, “Brother, miss, you go back first. I have something to do. I’ll go back after I finish my business.”

“Why is big brother big brother? I am the big miss now?” Yun Qingluo pouted and said, “Third sister, you can’t be so biased. Call me big sister.”

Feng Yu felt a headache. ‘Miss, you can’t be so biased.’ She glanced at her but didn’t say anything. Yun Qingluo turned away and didn’t dare to look at her anymore.

Yun Yixuan ignored Yun Qingluo and looked at Feng Yu with confusion, “Third sister, is there something important?”

Feng Yu nodded with a determined expression.

Yun Yixuan thought for a while and said, “Brother, you can go with me. I don’t trust you alone.”

Feng Yu smiled and said, “No need, Brother. I can do it myself. If I need you, I won’t be polite.”

Yun Yixuan looked at her deeply and then nodded. He said gently with a doting voice, “Okay. Sister, be careful and come back soon.”

Feng Yu nodded and said, “Brother, you guys go back quickly.”

“Okay.”

Yun Yixuan turned around and left. Yun Qingluo followed behind him unwillingly. She kept turning back and looked at Feng Yu. Her pretty face looked pitiful, making Feng Yu think of a abandoned puppy.

She squinted her eyes. What was this Yun Qingluo trying to do? She sighed. No matter what she wanted to do, she shouldn’t offend her. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be soft-hearted.

Watching Yun Yixuan and Yun Qingluo disappear in the crowd, Feng Yu turned around and went to the first floor. After she went in, she attracted some curious gazes. Feng Yu didn’t care about them and just walked up the stairs.

The waiter immediately followed her. Feng Yu looked at him and said, “Someone is waiting for me on the third floor. I’ll go up myself. You don’t need to worry about me.”

Those who could go to the third floor were all people with status. The waiter looked at Feng Yu suspiciously. He couldn’t tell what she was trying to do.

However, she didn’t want to offend him, so the waiter smiled at her and turned around to do his own thing. Feng Yu lifted her legs and climbed up the stairs one step at a time.

That man had just touched her finger, so it meant that he wanted her to go up.

However, she couldn’t understand. They had only met three times. Apart from the fact that she had offended him once and he had helped her once, there was no deeper relationship between them. Why would he ask her to go up?

She didn’t want to see him, but she didn’t forget that the man who looked beautiful and harmless was actually dangerous. He had used all kinds of methods to search for the fragment in her body.

If he knew that the thing that he had spent so much effort on was in her body, he wouldn’t show any mercy to her. So she didn’t want to have any contact with him.

However, he had something that could tempt her. She couldn’t let the fragment of the original Qing Guang disappear in the Sun Shooting Divine Bow. So she couldn’t control her steps and walked toward him.

At this moment, if she was a moth and he was a flame, she would also throw herself at him without caring about anything. She wouldn’t hesitate to die.

While she was thinking about all kinds of things, she had already reached the third floor. She stood at the stairs and saw the man leaning against the railings at the corner.

He was still wearing the dark purple robe and black cloak. He looked extremely beautiful.

Feng Yu blinked her eyes. She couldn’t help but think, ‘Is Master Si wearing the same clothes every day? Is he wearing the uniform of the Sacred Martial Division?’

Long Zixuan leaned against the chair lazily. He turned his head to look at the girl in the black dress standing on the stairs. He smiled and said in a charming voice, “Come here.”

Feng Yu didn’t hesitate anymore. She had made it this far. Even if she had to face a mountain of knives and a sea of fire, she would still do it. She raised her legs and walked over.

The red-robed young man standing not far away from Long Zixuan was very attentive. He pulled the chair next to Feng Yu away when she walked over.

Feng Yu glanced at the chair and saw that it was right in front of Long Zixuan. She could see the pair of eyes that were so beautiful that they could steal one’s soul. She bit her lips and didn’t sit down.

“Little Feather, do you dislike this chair? Hmm?”

The wicked voice sounded charming. Feng Yu’s legs went soft and she almost fell to the ground. She stared at him with her eyes wide open. She swallowed her saliva.

Little Feather? What the hell?

‘Has Master Si taken the wrong medicine?’

It just so happened that she knew a bit about medicine, so why not ask her to take a look at him? It was free.

Her surprised expression was very interesting. The man sitting in front of her smiled and said in a low voice. His voice sounded very happy. He blinked his eyes and looked at her with his charming eyes.

“Feng Yu’s phoenix, phoenix’s feather, what else could it be but a feather?”

Feng Yu opened her mouth and her eyes moved quickly. She became angry and looked at him and said, “Master Si, since you know my name is Feng Yu, please just call me by my name.”

Feng Yu’s heart skipped a beat and her breathing became disordered. She didn’t know why, but she was sure that the black fragment on his finger was definitely the original fragment of the green light.

It was a part of the ancient divine weapon, the Nine Heavens Evil Killing Blade.

She clenched her fists and her long nails hurt her palms. Feng Yu forced herself to look away from the fragment. When she looked at the other direction, her eyes became turbulent and she couldn’t calm down no matter what.

Long Zixuan didn’t seem to notice Feng Yu’s weak change. A dark color flashed across his charming eyes. He picked up the teacup in front of him with his other hand and took a sip.

Then, he looked at her with a smile and said softly, “It’s too direct to call you by your name. I prefer to be more tactful.”

His voice pulled her attention back. Feng Yu looked at him and instantly felt speechless.

Tactful indeed. This Lord Si was really different.