My Majesty, I wish you a long life without bounds!

Feng Xiaolang turned his head to see the strange expression on Zeng Shuiyun's face, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then looked at Nanmen Chong. Sure enough, seeing Nanmen Chong looking at Zeng Shuiyun with a depressed face, Feng W Lang instantly felt, Sure enough, there was a... situation between these two people!

Feng Xiaolang turned his head to Zeng Shuiyun, and said softly, "What did the master and uncle say through voice transmission just now?"

Zeng Shuiyun patted the little unicorn lightly, indicating that the little unicorn could go, and used his magic power to hide them. Soon the little unicorn flew out of the palace with Feng Xiaolang and Zeng Shuiyun on his back. Zeng Shuiyun frowned and swept towards the palace. direction, hugged Feng Xiaolang tightly, and said with a smile, "I'm telling you that my uncle will set up a boundary in his room..."

Feng Xiaolang rolled his eyes, raised the corners of his lips and said, "This way you won't be seen..."

Zeng Shuiyun kissed Feng Xiaolang's ear and said, "But after telling Nanmen Chong this method, my master told Nanmen Chong that the boundary he set is useless to me."

Feng Xiaolang smiled and held Zeng Shuiyun's hand and said, "I also want to see it." He has always wanted to see what the live erotic palace is like.Zeng Shuiyun said with a serious expression, "You don't need to read it, we can directly demonstrate."

Feng Xiaolang shook his little head, and said with a mournful expression, "Master, we still need to heal our injuries."

Zeng Shuiyun clung to Feng Xiaolang's ear, and said with a light smile, "As long as this apprentice is not injured..."

Feng Xiaolang moved his ears, twisted the back of Zeng Shuiyun's hand, snorted softly, looked straight ahead and ignored Zeng Shuiyun, in fact Feng Xiaolang didn't dislike it, but felt that he would really feel very uncomfortable if he said it like this. Embarrassing, sure enough, his face has not been cultivated to a certain level.

Soon Feng Xiaolang and Zeng Shuiyun went home to the food court in the gray area. When Feng Xiaolang saw the plaque on it, the corners of his eyes twitched too much. He couldn't calm down for a moment. He looked sideways at Zeng Shuiyun and said, " Master, is this really the name here?

Zeng Shuiyun glanced at the forehead and said, "How about it, isn't it very different?"

Feng Xiaolang blinked his eyes, looked at Zeng Shuiyun affectionately and said silently, "Master, I think of a name that is unique to everyone." Zeng Shuiyun led Feng Xiaolang into the gate, jumped off the little unicorn, and patted Feng Xiaolang He said with a happy mood, "Well, let's call it this name."

Feng Xiaolang, "..." Anyway, he accepts everything from the idiot, to the foodie, he can still accept it without any pressure.

Feng Xiaolang and Zeng Shuiyun walked up the high steps, and soon returned to the dormitory. Zeng Shuiyun just glanced at the little unicorn lightly, so the little unicorn ran back to his room to pack his small luggage tactfully.

Zeng Shuiyun waved his hand, and the heavy door closed instantly. Feng Xiaolang blinked his eyes. Although he didn't come here many times, every time he looked at the door, it always closed slowly. It was the first time he saw the door close. The speed is so fast, after a long time, even the door has become a master?

Zeng Shuiyun slowly hugged Feng Xiaolang, kissed Feng Xiaolang's side neck with his head, and said with a smile, "What are you looking at? If you think this door is an eyesore, then... we will tear him down. "

Feng Xiaolang blinked, then waved his hands and said, "No, Tuer thinks this door is too good." If Zeng Shuiyun really took down this door, and what would they do in the room? What if little Qilin sees it, and even if Zeng Shuiyun sets up a boundary, little Qilin can't see it, but he will also feel bad when he sees little Qilin wandering around the door.

Zeng Shuiyun used a little force to lift Feng Xiaolang up, put him firmly on the bed, narrowed his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "Oh?" Feng Xiaolang gently lifted Zeng Shuiyun's foot and said, "Master, I feel that we We should clean the room first, we haven't been back for too long."

Zeng Shuiyun said with a smile, "Everything here can be controlled by the consciousness of being a teacher, what do you think?"

Feng Xiaolang pulled the quilt aside, covered himself, patted the quilt and said, "Tu'er is too tired in the Liuye treasure box, so I think I should take a good rest, recharge my batteries, and then set off again Ghost world." In fact, Feng Xiaolang didn't feel tired at all in Liuye Treasure Box, on the contrary he felt very energetic, Feng Xiaolang never understood why he was so energetic, he thought it was because he was excited in the new environment, In fact, the reason is very simple, that is, Feng Xiaolang's mana has jumped to level nine at this time, and his physical strength and energy are dozens of times the original.

Zeng Shuiyun's fingers lightly slid across the quilt, with a smile that would not be kind on the corner of his lips, and said softly, "Could it be that the disciple forgot, as the teacher said just now, some things here can be controlled by the teacher's consciousness?" As soon as Zeng Shuiyun finished speaking, the quilt on Feng Xiaolang's body disappeared instantly, and not only the quilt, but also the clothes on Feng Xiaolang's body were gone.

Feng Xiaolang raised his hand and gently pushed Zeng Shuiyun, and said as if trying to change the subject, "What kind of fairy is Master?"

Zeng Shuiyun said, "If you guess correctly, you will know." After finishing speaking, without giving Feng Xiaolang a chance to continue speaking, his nimble fingers had already started the most nimble movements.

Afterwards, Zeng Shuiyun, relying on his unique advantage of mana, conveniently helped Feng Xiaolang clean his body, and also changed the sheets that had been crushed to the point of disfigurement. Sleepy said, "Master, why are you so happy this time?"

Zeng Shuiyun gently stroked Feng Xiaolang's black hair, kissed the top of Feng Xiaolang's hair, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "This is home."

Hearing Zeng Shuiyun's words, Feng Lang opened his eyes for a moment, and then he stuck to Zeng Shuiyun's arms with peace of mind, and fell into a deep sleep. When Feng fflang woke up, he saw that Zeng Shuiyun had already woken up. Xiao Lang took it into his arms, while the other was fiddling with the black iron.

Feng Xiaolang rubbed his eyes and said, "Could it be that Master found something?"'

Zeng Shuiyun casually put Heitie beside the pillow, smiled and said to Feng fflang, "Are you awake?"

Feng Xiaolang turned his eyes to Heitie and said, "Yes, I'm awake."

Zeng Shuiyun smiled, handed the black iron to Feng Xiaolang and said, "Does this apprentice know why the teacher would have phoned the ashes of Hei Bing and Xia Rong?"

Feng Wlang took the black iron and looked at it carefully for a long time, but couldn't understand anything, raised his eyebrows and looked at Zeng Shuiyun and said, "Could it be written on it?"

Zeng Shuiyun nodded and said, "Yes, although I can't fully recognize the contents above, I do know some of them. There is a paragraph in it that reads 'Ashes of those who practice evil arts'. Although I don't know what the ashes of those who practice evil arts are used for, it is a good thing. It’s still bad, but people who practice evil kung fu can’t be found anywhere, so the ashes of Hei Bing and Xia Rong’s corpses were taken away at that time.”

Feng Xiaolang looked at the black iron in his hand, nodded and said, "Is that so, then Master doesn't have any ancient books?"

Zeng Shuiyun picked up the black iron, happily put the black iron into his spiritual power ring, straightened his upper body and sat up and said, "Yes, and there are many more."

Feng Xiaolang blinked his eyes and said, "Then why do we need to borrow ancient books from Third Master Uncle? Let's read the ancient books first, and translate the words on the ancient scrolls and black iron?"

Zeng Shuiyun pulled the quilt away, and at the same time Zeng Shuiyun left the quilt, a neat robe appeared on his body in an instant, he raised his hand to hold Feng Xiaolang's hand and said, "I said that to Nanmen Chong. letter?"

Feng Xiaolang blinked his eyes and said, "Could it be that this disciple thinks that Nanmen Chong and Sima Yexing are in the same group, to guard against Nanmen Chong?"

Zeng Shuiyun shook his head and pulled Feng Xiaolang's hand. The moment he pulled Feng Xiaolang out of the quilt, the clothes on Feng Xiaolang's body gradually appeared. Also neat and clean.

Zeng Shuiyun scratched Feng Xiaolang's little nose and said, "The reason is very simple. We brothers and sisters have been fighting each other for many years. If you just tell Nanmen Chong that there are many ancient books here, it would be meaningless, and if Nanmen Chong knows that I have There are a lot of ancient chests, and they will definitely come to share." The ancient books in his hand are not only ordinary cultivation methods, but most of them are advanced cultivation methods, which can be said to be hard to find.

Zeng Shuiyun helped Feng Xiaolang tie up his hair, took Feng Xiaolang's hand and said, "I went around here last time, but found the Book Pavilion?"

Feng Xiaolang rolled his eyes, thought for a long time, he had seen the study room before, but he had never seen the place where he put a lot of estimates, so he said slowly, "No."