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The bronze mirror reflected the girl's peerless appearance, but it could not reveal the gentleness of a girl.

The woman sat on the stool. Her black hair was as smooth as silk and had yet to be tied up. She was wearing a long white dress, which looked clean and soft. It was almost the same color with her snow-white hands.

In the mirror, her makeup was half done, her red lips were like blood, while her left eye traced out the curve of the corner of her eye to draw out half a light gray butterfly.

A peerlessly beautiful face, as beautiful as a demon, as seductive as a fox, causing one to be unable to shift their gaze away from her. "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu

"Who is the one who painstakingly painted such an exquisite face?"

The door was pushed open without a sound. A soft chuckle followed the green light into the room.

"Greetings, young master." Feng Qiong lowered her eyes, preparing to rise and pay her respects.

Young Master Qing Yi pressed a hand on her shoulder, his finger gently lifted her chin, and then bent his body down slightly: "You don't need to get up, first let me see the Feng Xuan Master, who is rarely done with his makeup."

Feng Qiong obediently allowed him to admire her face, then lowered her eyes. "Young master must be joking with me again. Such a lazy and lackadaisical appearance can only make young master laugh."

Young master Qing Yi chuckled, "Her black hair drags along the ground. Her makeup has just been made, her shoulders are half revealed, and her red lips are half opened. "How many people would be able to resist such a temptation?"

Feng Qiong pursed her lips, then after pausing for a moment, could only say: "Besides Young Master, there hasn't been a second person that intruded when this servant was still in the middle of dressing up."

The young man in green held her up as he turned around and sat on the wooden chair Feng Qiong was sitting on. He lightly wrapped his arms around her waist and said, "If I hadn't made a sound earlier, would I have died here?"

Feng Qiong naturally leaned into his embrace, slightly pouting: "Feng Qiong never knew she had such ability, to actually be able to kill Young Master?"

The green-clothed young master leaned close to the back of her neck and sniffed the fragrance coming from her hair, then he pinched her petite earlobes and said with a smile, "Beautiful men are intoxicating. Young master, it is possible that I am drunk to death in the face of this beauty."

Feng Qiong could feel the faintly discernible warm breath on the back of her neck. She moved a little uncomfortably and coquettishly said: "If you bully me like this, I'm afraid that only Young Master is left."

The green-clothed young master played with the strand of hair on her cheek. He squinted his eyes as he enjoyed the soft jade. He then smiled and said, "Then, I will be honored."

Feng Qiong curled her lips, "The last time was when I saw Young Master waiting outside Nangong's room. If it was me, the Young Master would have barged in just like that.

The young man scratched her cheeks a few times and laughed out loud, "Because you are beautiful. You are beautiful. How can you allow others to not fall over?"

Feng Qiong shot a glance at him, and her eyebrows twitched as her voice turned seductive: "I'm sitting in the arms of Young Master, then Young Master can just let me have a look, okay? "Mhmm, okay?"

The young master was obviously stunned for a moment before he laughed out loud. He pinched her nose and said, "You're quite bold. You actually dare to use such a charm on me. Aren't you afraid of burning yourself to death by playing with fire?"

Feng Qiong pulled his hand away with a "wuu" sound, and covered her nose with teary eyes: "Young master, how can you pinch someone's nose? It's very painful? "

Young master Qing Yi stretched out his hands and pulled Feng Qiong, who had almost fallen from his legs, back into his embrace. "Does it hurt? If I don't pinch you, I'll pinch myself. "

Feng Qiong blinked curiously. "Young master, why are you pinching yourself?"

The green-robed young master looked out of the window at the hazy light and sighed, "Otherwise, when you just woke up, you would have to go back to your bed and teach the young lady how bad it is to see it." After saying that, she rubbed her chin, looked at Feng Qiong, and smiled, "Or do you really want to try? Before I came in, I told the little girl not to come in and serve me. She looked at me with an odd gaze. Could it be that before I came here, Master Feng had already instructed that young maid named Huaiyuan to do something? "

Feng Qiong's face turned pink as she could no longer sit still. She suddenly stood up, took two steps back, and turned around to look outside.

Apparently, he did not intend to let her go so easily. He got up and slowly walked behind her, once again taking her in his arms. He then said with a smile, "Tsk, I still don't know that a famous girl in the martial world has a shy face."

Feng Qiong muttered, "Is it still young master who is bullying me?"

"This is truly being wrongly accused. I've already said that with my beauty in front of me, I cannot sit tight and not think too much. Yet you still want to play with fire." The young man let go of her and took a step to the side. He leaned against the wall and crossed his arms as he looked at her. "Although I think you should be clear about this, I still have to remind you that you are mine."

Feng Qiong's face turned slightly pale. She pursed her lips and bowed her head in blessing, "It was Feng Qiong who was disrespectful and forgot her status. Please forgive me, young master."

The green-clothed young master shrugged his shoulders, not really caring, "Don't be so serious. I am just reminding you that if you really don't have any plans, it would be best if you didn't use any bewitching arts on me. I am not a man who would not eat meat that is placed in front of others. However, after I finish eating, I still have to deal with those who don't listen to me. "You better not use your beauty on me." He went to the table and poured himself a cup of cold tea before lying down on the only bed in the room.

Feng Qiong's posture stiffened for a long time, then she slowly stood up. "Yes, Feng Qiong, remember this."

The young master was lying on his back lazily, "What happened recently?"

When she saw that he didn't seem to mind her, she relaxed a bit. "Wen Wan came a few days ago."

The young master in green blinked his eyes, "Oh? Is he the only one here? "

"He wants to know who hired Candle Stick Hall this time."

"When you sent a written challenge to Whitedemon?" The green-clothed young master turned his body and casually grabbed Feng Qiong's hair to play with in his hands. He was a bit nonchalant and said, "You won't agree, will you?"

Feng Qiong lowered her eyes and said, "Young Master had previously instructed us that another great calamity is about to befall the martial arts world. Let us accumulate more knowledge and avoid causing trouble. Feng Qiong naturally doesn't dare to agree."

The green-clothed gongzi said, "Indeed, it is not good to provoke Candle Sage."

Feng Qianyu smiled sweetly in acceptance of the praise, and continued to report, "Regarding this matter, Young Master Wen did not force me, but instead wanted to clearly investigate the whereabouts of Nian Bian and Yan Bugui in the last few years."

A trace of astonishment flashed across the green-robed young master's eyes, "Aren't the two of them the protectors of the Crippling Feather Sect? Could it be that Wen Wan, as Xia Ruyu's disciple, hasn't been in contact with them all these years? "

Feng Qiong gently shook her head. "Young master Wen, I'm not too sure either. "However, according to Xia Chan's experience in the past, I believe that Yan and Yan would not trust him even if I forget about it right?"

The green clothed young master smiled, "Xia Chan, Wen Wan, there's a huge difference between the two of you. He desperately tried to change his identity and wanted to change it, but in the end, he still could not escape his fate. "

Feng Qiong muttered to herself, "This is the martial arts world."

The green-robed young master tilted his head, "Did he say anything else?"

Feng Qiong said: "He said that Wu Gou has no intention of becoming enemies with the Poison Hall, I hope that Young Master can show mercy in the future."

The young man was not surprised. After a long while, he nodded and answered with a "yes".

When Feng Qiong saw that he did not inquire further, she continued to report on other matters. "Wen Qi Hua and Fu Shaoxi also sent news not long ago that the Beggar's Gang and the Mysterious Iron Gang are doing as usual. There is nothing particularly noteworthy about them. Feng Yunxuan's business had been settled with Young Master Wen, so the matter of the West Lake should be handled by Nangong. Nether Valley and the New Hall of Poison was Shadow's responsibility, I did not receive the news. As for the recent situation of the Hall of Poison... "Not good."

The green-robed young man asked simply, "Why?"

Feng Qiong pursed her lips, "Candle Stick has begun to act against the assassins who are acting alone."

"Candle Stick Hall." The green-robed young master narrowed his eyes, "It's Candle Stick Hall again."

Feng Qiong looked at his expression, her tone carried a hint of caution, "Several assassins from the Hall of Blood were slightly injured, but none of them were injured. The three who were heavily injured, the four who were slightly injured, all needed to rest for one or two months before they could carry out their mission again. "And the Hall of Words …"

The green-robed young master glanced at her coldly. "What is it?"

"Four dead, six injured, one crippled."

The young master was silent for a moment. Then, a cold smile appeared on his face, "How are your injuries?"

Feng Qiong was slightly startled. "There aren't any major problems. I've roughly recovered seventy to eighty percent of my power."

The green-clothed young master said, "Tell the two of them to double the amount of human heads they bring back within ten days."

Feng Qiong's expression changed slightly, "Young master, the day of the amnesty is already right in front of us, and it is the right time for the Netherworld Valley to hire people. Isn't it a little difficult to transfer the Left and Right Envoys from the Netherworld Valley to fight with Candle Stick?"

The young man in cyan asked, "Then what good idea do you have?"

Feng Qiong thought for a moment, then asked: "Young Master, do you have any intentions of cooperating with Wu Gou?"

The young master in green narrowed his eyes as he seemed to understand her meaning, "Go on."

Feng Qiong saw that he seemed to be deliberately moving and let go of a bit of worry. "The heavy injury Wu Gou suffered all those years ago was closely related to Candle Stick. Moreover, the three killer forces were on the same side. If there was a competition for the poison wine and Candle, Wu Gou would also be unable to avoid the suspicion of profiting from it. Since Wen Wan wants to be at peace with the Hall of Poison, we might as well talk to him about the Hall of Candles. "

The azure-robed young master nodded. "This method works."

Feng Qiong said, "I have another matter that I would like to ask Young Master to agree to. Young Master, you might as well consider it together."

The green-robed young master closed his eyes, "Speak."

Feng Qiong didn't say anything and instead asked, "What do you think of the kite?"

The man in cyan said blandly, "She is beautiful and has good kung fu skills. She is clever and shy."

Feng Qiong said, "Among the disciples that Nangong and I have taught in recent years, the kite is the most outstanding. For one, Nangong and I are unable to leave, and for another, we cannot bring them to fight. I want to send them to the Poison Hall to see the blood, and then when the Wind and Cloud Divisions Pavilion is completed, I will let them go to the Divisions Pavilion. "

After a while, the green-clothed gongzi opened his eyes and looked at her, "I've seen the kite, how are the others compared to her?"

Feng Qiong said: "She looks as if her kung fu is slightly inferior, but she can still take charge of herself. "A total of six people. They are the people I brought with me when I was dancing at the West Lake."

The green-robed young master pondered for a moment, "Which hall do you want them to go to?"

"Lost Words Hall." Feng Qiong saw the surprise in Young Master Qing Yi's eyes and explained, "The Hall of Words has suffered heavy losses, and I am obviously tired if I want to maintain this mission. In addition, the Hall of Words was the only one of the four halls that focused on accepting duo's mission. After all, it's my first time out on a mission, so I can relax a bit if we have some help. "

The man in cyan spoke slowly, "Are you going to divide the six hidden characters into three pairs to carry out the mission?"

Feng Qiong said, "Young Master can give them three times the task, it won't be too late to send them to the Hidden Words Hall after they adapt."

Young Master Qing Yi sighed, "Forget it, this is good too. The Hall of Lost Words can't afford to suffer any more losses. I will do as you say, I will leave the matter of my cooperation with Wu Gou to you to handle. "

Feng Qiong lowered her head. "Young master, don't worry. Feng Qiong will definitely deal with him."

The man in cyan waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, I want to take a short rest. I'll wait for me to wake up for a while." The silver-white mask could not hide the pale and tired expression on his face.

Joan of Arc lightly nodded. "Yes, I will take my leave first."

The green-robed young master nodded and reminded, "The amnesty will be a bit rushed. Send a letter to inform everyone that they are ready."

Feng Qiong said softly, "I understand." Seeing that he didn't say anything, he quietly took a set of clothes and left.

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"Tsk, the amnesty is about to begin. If Jiang Wuyan doesn't come, won't we all die from exhaustion?" Gongzi sat on a tree, one leg hanging upright on a branch, the other lightly swinging back and forth. The branch that was not solid swayed up and down, but Gongzi You was not worried at all that he would fall down. He narrowed his eyes at the letter in his hand and curled his lips.

While fiddling with the hook in his hand, Drifting Water casually said, "Even if Jiang Wuyan came, he wouldn't show himself. Isn't it obvious that he still wants us to do most of the work?"

Gong Ni shrugged his shoulders, "There's no need for that. It's fine if you work a little less, but you can still spare some time to do some interesting things."

"Interesting thing?" He narrowed his eyes, "Why do I have a bad feeling about this?"

Gong Tianni twisted his neck and asked with a smile: "Our Junior Brother has been bullied, don't tell me you didn't plan to do anything?"

Dazzling Spring looked at him for a while, then lowered his head and answered with an "Oh."

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"Hm."

Fu Shaosi suddenly stood up to wake the sleeping woman in his arms, causing her to moan in dissatisfaction.

"What are you looking at? Why are you so lost in thought?" The woman propped herself up from the bed and lay on Fu Shaoxi's chest. She turned her head to look at the words on the letter.

Fu Shaosi pushed her away and got out of bed. "Don't look around what you shouldn't look at. Be careful not to look at what you shouldn't look at. I'll dig your eyes out." Casually pulling his long robe over his shoulders, he pulled on his boots and strode out.

The woman, who had never been treated so rudely, let out a few soft whimpering sounds. However, when she saw Fu Shaosi leave without any hesitation, she could only restrain her sobs and ruthlessly smash the bed.

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"Go back and report this to Feng Qiong. Tell her that I've received it and know what to do. "The sect has been busy lately, so it's best if they don't look for me." Wen Qi Hua stood up from the tree he was leaning against and tore the letter in his hand into pieces. He casually threw it into the lake and watched as the clear lake water soaked and swallowed the paper, revealing a smile.

In just a few months, he had lost a lot of weight, and the outline of his face was much clearer than before. Even though there was a smile in his eyes, it still seemed somewhat cold.

"Yes, I will inform the Xuan Lord. If we were to contact Master Wen about that, what would we have to do? "

Wen Qi Hua pointed to a large stone at the side. "That stone can be pushed aside. There is a stone tablet beneath the ground. If there is something that you need to do, you should just place the letter under the stone slab. I will send someone to check on it regularly. "

"Yes, I'll take my leave then."

Wen Qi Hua nodded slightly. "I won't see you out."