But as soon as he looked down, he saw Yuan'er looking at him admiringly. He was her world and his hero. He finally understood why some people would be willing to be a hero who was desperate because of the light in the eyes of women.

Feng Huanlin sighed, "You are always too worried and care too much about peace in Xizhou. You are a good child, but your father is too selfish and has no vision."

Feng Liangzheng wanted to speak but stopped, but was forced to helplessly wear this high hat.

Feng Huanlin said, "Go down and rest first. As long as you have a clear conscience, your father can protect you even if he fights his life."

"Dad, I have a clear conscience."

"good!"

Although Feng Liangzheng was useless, he was decadent and sinister for a long time. However, Feng Huanlin and his wife always protected him and loved him, and never gave up. When they first seized Fenghuang City, some people suggested that they choose children from the sidelines to be the young master. Feng Huanlin insisted on his own and did not want others to replace Feng Liangzheng's position.

Although he is not good at doing things, he is the only exorcist boy on the Xizhou continent. With Fengqi Wutong there, no one can bully him.

Yuan'er pushed Feng Liangzheng out, and Feng Wu came over to take over his position. Yuan'er was too lazy to leave again. She sat on Feng Liangzheng's legs, greasy in his arms, playing with the jade pendant on his waist.

Back in the inner courtyard, Feng Liangzheng held everyone away, "Feng Wu, go out and guard, no one is allowed to come in."

"yes!"

On the 1st day of Feng Wu, Yuan'er stood up and ran around. This was her favorite and familiar yard. When she returned here, he and she were very relaxed, and Feng Liangzheng looked at her with a smile.

Feng Liangzheng turned the ring on her hand, and was very thoughtful. He asked, "Yuaner, Fengqi Wutong, is there any other use?"

"I don't know!" Yuan'er lay curiously on his bed, rolled around, and even lay on the pillow, smelling his smell. Feng Liangzheng had originally wanted to ask her about Feng Qiwutong, but her face turned red again when she saw this.

But his spirit was simple and he didn't know how ambiguous this move was.

He forced himself to calm down and was not led away by Yuan'er. "What kind of song is the song you use in the secret realm?"

Yuan'er sat up from the bed and curiously touched the screen, vase, paper and pen in the room.

"I don't know, I just played like that."

"But this song is the song of the Demon World."

Yuaner put down the vase, shook her head in confusion, and heard that the demon world was indifferent, "I don't know."

I don't know when I ask or ask.

Feng Liangzheng gave up. His spirit never hides secrets or concerns. If there is anything, he will definitely say it. He watched her running around and exploring, and no longer asks about anything else.

"Yuaner, are you happy?"

"Happy!" Yuan'er ran over, turned around in front of Feng Liangzheng, and then ran to the mirror to hold her face. When she was not physical, the mirror had no face, but now the mirror did not have her face.

"Why?"

There is no shadow or trace.

"Yuan'er is very beautiful." Feng Liangzheng coaxed her, "Come here!"

"Yuan'er can't see her face." She felt a little aggrieved, "Yuan'er must be ugly."

"Yuan'er is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." Feng Liangzheng pushed the wheelchair and arrived at the desk. He had a plan. He could draw his face that he had seen for many years without looking at Yuan'er's paintings. He outlined Yuan'er's appearance with a stroke and a stroke. His appearance was beautiful, his ink hair was as soft as a cloud, and his figure was soft. Feng Liangzheng was painted vividly.

"Is this Yuan'er?" Yuan'er looked at Feng Liangzheng happily in painting. He had outlined the woman's gentle appearance. Yuan'er looked very happy, "Yuan'er is so beautiful."

Feng Liangzheng couldn't help laughing. After finishing her painting, Yuan'er admired herself with love, "Master, Yuan'er wants to learn painting."

"What do you do when learning to paint?"

"I want to draw the master." Yuan'er is innocent and romantic, "all kinds of masters."

Feng Liangzheng stared at her gently and stroked her long hair, "Okay."

He remembered something and showed the jewelry he bought in Caiyun City one by one to her, "Do you like it?"

"Do you give it to me?" Yuan'er looked at the jewelry placed in surprise. Feng Liangzheng bought a full dozen sets of heads and faces, and countless pieces of jewelry were included. Women all liked shiny things. Yuan'er liked it at first sight. She wanted to wear it but couldn't tie her hair. She was confused for a moment. She always had her hair, and she only had a plain hairband. She had never tied her hair, so she couldn't wear this jewelry.

"Come here!" Feng Liangzheng shouted softly.

Yuan'er sat in front of him, Feng Liangzheng tied her hair. Yuan'er's long hair was as thick as her waist, and it was not easy to comb her hair. Feng Liangzheng was skillful and recalled Nian Jinshu's bun. After combing it several times, she finally had some experience. Although she could not comb her too complicated bun, she still combed her a double flat bun.

Wearing pink bead flowers and inserting a white jade hairpin, it was lively and elegant, Feng Liangzheng felt soft and faced Yuaner's trusted eyes, he said gently, "It's very beautiful."

He seemed addicted, took it apart and combed it again, and must find a bun that suits Yuaner the most.

Yuan'er has a small face, delicate and charming facial features, and is very suitable for all kinds of buns. He wants to find one of his favorite ones.

He fell in love with the spirit that dressed up his.

Every day, I wear different jewelry and different clothes, and dress her as I wish, charming, simple, bright and dignified.

There is a person who belongs entirely to you. He will not betray, will not abandon, and will not be separated. You can dress her up as you wish. She is well-behaved, obedient, and protects him and worships him. He can teach her to write and paint.

She only belongs to him.

He can do everything to her, what he wants to do, it feels so fascinating.

Feng Liangzheng is almost obsessed with this!

Chu Ruoxue forced Bai Ling to ask Nian Jun Yao and Nian Jinshu and asked Chu Yingge to come home. She couldn't say that Bai Ling and began to attack with tears. Bai Ling was upset when she heard it.

Chu Ruoxue shed tears and said, "You are so cruel. Yingge is the sister of your mother. You have been chasing Jinshu and calling her sister since you were a child. You always sarcasticly sarcastic at her. If you don't know the closeness of your relationship, who is your relative?"

"Mom, my sister and I came to Wanping City at the age of two. For us, my elder brother and sister are relatives. Although they are not biological children, my father has always loved us. My sister has, and Chu Yingge and I have. Even over the years, my father has loved Yingge the most, but what did she do? Regardless of the gains and losses of Wanping City, he plotted against his sister, and even wanted his sister to die. If you don't advise her, you should indulge her, and you will be blamed for her. I will not help her." Bai Ling was a little impatient, "Don't let Dad be upset."

Chu Ruoxue cried, "Your sister... is just unwilling to give up. She has done something wrong and can repent and will not make any more mistakes. She is wandering alone. What's the matter? Can you feel right in your heart?"

"I never think she is my sister." Bai Ling said lightly, "Mom, you must be responsible for our sisters until today. Brother expels her. It's useless for you to blow the pillow. I advise you to say less, "If you don't have this daughter, otherwise... she will definitely bring a catastrophe to Wanping City."

Chu Ruoxue reached out to beat Bai Ling, "You are so cruel, you are so cruel, she is your real sister, you are a villain, what should I do if something happens to her?"

Bai Ling let her fight, and remained indifferent.

Chu Ruoxue forced her to die, "If you are indifferent, you are forcing your mother to die!"

"Mom, if my sister and I have been exposed," Bai Ling looked at Chu Ruoxue, his voice cold and hated, "Who can tolerate us in this Xizhou continent?"
Chapter completed!