In the early morning of the next day, Huo Feng came to the courtyard and looked inside at the window. He saw that Feng Jiu was still asleep on the bed and Xuanyuan Moze had already put on his coat and walked out.

After shaved off his beard, he returned to his previous handsome and firm face. Without his beard, he looked younger.

He walked out, closed the door lightly, looked at the Huofeng who was approaching, and then asked, "What's the matter?"

"Feng Ye is here, it turns out that he is not dead." Huo Feng said in a low voice, his tone could not hide his joy, and he looked at the window again and asked: "Is my master still awake? If she hears this news, she must I will be very happy."

"Feng Ye?" Xuanyuan Moze paused and asked, "Is it the father's youngest son Feng Ye? Did you admit it?"

"It's him, I didn't admit my mistake, he didn't change at all, he just grew up a little bit." Huo Feng said affirmatively, confident that he would not admit the wrong person.

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Mo Ze nodded, and said, "Go and bring people!"

"Okay." Huofeng responded, flapping his wings and going out.

He turned around and entered the room, calling Feng Jiu, "Ajiu, I'm getting up."

The sleeping Feng Jiu rolled over lazily, hugged him sitting on the side of the bed with one hand, wrapped his waist around him, and said without opening his eyes: "This is a very early morning rise. What are you doing? I want to sleep for a while."

Seeing her rubbing against his waist like a kitten, the corners of his lips couldn't help but twitched slightly, and he reached out and stroked her smooth ink hair with one hand, and said in a low voice with a pampering voice: "I have one I want to tell you the good news. You will be delighted when you hear it."

"What good news?"

"Feng Ye is still alive."

As soon as his words came out, I saw the person who was still lying down suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up, looking at him with tension and consternation in his eyes.

"What are you talking about? Who is still alive?"

"Feng Ye, the little son of the old man, your little uncle." He said again, holding her hand: "He is still alive, waiting to see you outside."

Her heart jumped suddenly, she got out of bed quickly, before she even had time to put on her coat, she ran out with her hair loose until she was held by Xuanyuan Moze's hand.

"Are you going to go out like this?" His gaze fell on her neckline, then he looked at her with stray hair, and said with helplessness: "Don't worry! He is outside. If you can't run away, you should put your clothes on first. Get dressed, and see him after washing, lest he be scared by you like this."

Speaking of this, his voice was stained with a smile.In fact, he was reluctant to be seen by others on her other side.

She is dressed in a white blouse, and the looming exquisite figure on her body can’t be concealed by the clothes here, coupled with the stray silk and ink hair, and the exquisite beauty without powder, make the woman charming The tenderness is fully revealed, a pair of white jade feet and shoes are barely on the ground. How could he let her go out and appear in front of those outside?

Hearing what he said, Feng Jiu stunned for a moment, lowered his head and looked at what he was like now, and then pulled his dangled ink hair, and replied, "Yes, it will scare him if he spreads out like this. I Go out after washing."

So she hurriedly walked to the sink.Seeing this, Xuanyuan Mo Ze's deep black pupil came to her to help with tenderness and smile.