The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 2003 Prince Engagement
The monk's voice in white was very pleasant, like broken Kunshan jade, or like the wind blowing through the bamboo forest.

And that clear and clear voice made the little fox feel more and more like her incongruous cheap senior brother.

It's just that although her cheap senior brother Feng Yemo has a nice voice, he always speaks and does things in a sloppy tone, which is completely different from the person in front of him, who is cold and out of the world.

……

It was simply discovered by others, and the little fox showed his prototype openly, taking advantage of the opportunity and smiling slightly at the monk in white.

"If the immortal friend wants that soul, it's not impossible, but please answer Xiaoxian's question."

"I wonder if you knew Feng Qing, the young master of the Feng Clan, before you became a monk?"

"Xiaoxian once had a glimpse of the young master of the Feng Clan many years ago. He thought that Feng Yemo was unparalleled in the world. He didn't want to meet Your Excellency today in the dark sea of ​​Guixu, and felt that he was seven or eight points similar to him. .”

"..."

As soon as the little fox finished speaking, the young man in plain monk robe fell silent for an instant.

The other party clasped his hands together slightly, and glanced at the little fox with great compassion. His eyes were covered with white silk, but that look gave people the feeling that he could "see" the little fox with his naked eyes without the power of divine consciousness. fox.

"I made the fairy friends laugh. The poor monk is Feng Qing. It's just the name of the young master of the Feng clan. Please don't mention it again. The past is over, so there is no need to remember it."

"..."

Seeing the person in front of him voluntarily admitting that he is Feng Qing, the little fox's eyes widened instantly.

"Brother, is it really you? I haven't seen you for so many years, how did you become like this? Why did you choose to lose your hair and become a monk? What happened to your eyes?!"

Except for her face, she was still very good-looking, but her overall temperament and attire were no longer like the sullen and narcissistic playboy Phoenix in her memory!

……

Before the little fox could finish speaking, Feng Yemo, who was calm before, suddenly turned pale with shock.

The young monk raised his head stiffly, almost thinking he was hallucinating.

He once injured his eyes due to some incidents. Although he was not completely blind, he could only vaguely see a slender figure in front of him.

He couldn't see anything about his appearance, his age, or his clothes.

But in this world, there is only one person who can call him senior brother.

That little fox that escaped wantonly.

……

Feng Yemo didn't care about calmness, and subconsciously stretched out his trembling hand, grabbing the little fox's arm.

"Junior Sister, are you still alive? You're still alive?!"

His light-colored thin lips trembled slightly, he didn't care about his manners, and even directly tore off the chaotic black silk that was used to protect those peach blossom eyes, just to make the appearance of the person in front of him clearer.

But even so, there is only a shadowy outline in front of him.

The monk's eyes with dense eyelashes trembled a little, and his focus was a little dazed, but even so, it did not detract from his grace in the slightest. On the contrary, it made people sigh that the good things in the world are not strong, and the colorful clouds are easy to disperse and the glass is brittle.

……

Feng Yemo used great force, almost pinching the little fox's flesh until it turned red. Su Qinghuan originally wanted to complain, but when she saw two lines of tears streaming from the eyes of her cheap senior brother Taohua, she was so frightened that she almost fell silent.

When had she ever seen the mighty young master of the Feng family cry before?

The little fox was dumbfounded, and in addition, she was a little cold and not good at comforting people, so she stuttered when she spoke.

"Brother Yemo, are you okay?! Don't scare me, am I living a good life? Don't cry."

Feng Yemo, who was dressed in a white monk's robe, had red eyes, and hugged the little fox firmly in his arms. Feeling the real warmth of the person in his arms, he slowly let go.

Feng Yemo took out a pure white plain handkerchief and wiped away her tears, then took a step back and smiled apologetically at the little fox.

"Sorry, I made my junior sister laugh, but if I didn't see you at the bottom of Guixu today, people in 33 Chongtian would have thought you were dead."

"Do you know what day it is today?"

"What day?"

The little fox stared blankly at Feng Yemo, and originally wanted to continue to ask him why he became like this, but when she saw the sneer on her senior brother's lips, she suddenly noticed something unusual.

Sure enough, Feng Yemo slowly opened his lips, his voice mocking and cold.

"Today is the day that Jiuchongtian got engaged to the Goddess of Yaoshan."

"Junior Sister, he used to be your fiancé-in-law, and he had a vendetta against you, and now that the battle between immortals and demons is imminent, he is not busy leading troops to fight, but rushing to get married, isn't it ridiculous? "

"..."

When the little fox heard the words, his expression suddenly became serious.

She slowly closed her hands.

"Who he marries has nothing to do with me, it's just his life, and I will take it!"

(End of this chapter)