In front of her was a delicate and petite girl in pink. She looked at Yu Lingxian and snorted:

"It's all about Junior Sister Yu's national beauty. Now it seems that it's just like that."

"Senior Sister Ying is the national beauty, and the junior sister is far from the same."

Yu Lingxian tied up her hair and said softly:

"Sister Sister has been sleeping for a few days. Today, but Sister Feng is going to see me?"

"You're just shivering?"

Ying Lier turned around with a stern face.

Yu Lingxian took a deep breath and followed, feeling a little depressed.

Feng Wushuang, ranked first among their generation of saints. Not only does she possess the magical powers that my mother values, she also has extremely high talent.

Not to mention this generation of saints, but to go forward three generations, the talent is second to none.

In the quiet garden, there is a melodious sound of piano and a melodious sound of flute. The afterglow of the Yu Lingxian swept over, and there was a boat sailing on the warm lake among the lingering water vapor.

The pleasure boat was floating in the water vapor, and there were a lot of beakers on it, some people played the piano, some people pressed the robe, and some people played the flute lightly...

The one who was surrounded by stars like stars in the middle was a stunning woman dressed in men's clothes. She lay in front of the shore, lazy and heroic.

"Sister Wushuang..."

Yu Lingxian took the initiative to salute.

Unlike myself, the person in front of me is a celebrity in the sect. His full strength is almost more respected by my mother than the great elders.

"Junior Sister Yu is really pity for me..."

The sound came, and the sound of the zither stopped. Feng Wushuang turned her eyes and looked at her curiously:

"I heard that you violated Tai Sui and the passing years were unfavorable. Not only did you lose all the strongholds in Qingzhou in the church, but you also affected Lin Surong, and Lin Wenjun also became a loser?"

“…”

Yu Lingxian was speechless and wanted to refute it, but had no idea how to start, so she had to nod helplessly:

"Senior sister said yes, that's it."

"I also heard that there are a few masters who have been killed in the stronghold you went to these days? But you don't seem to be injured..."

On the pleasure boat, everyone's eyes fell on Yu Lingxian, which made the latter's breathing a little uncomfortable.

These people who are facing a low and low face in Feng Wushuang are not the singers on the 9th floor, but the saints who have been like her!

It's just that many of them lost their seats.

"What the senior sister means is to suspect that the junior sister colludes with outsiders and attacks the church?"

Yu Lingxian's heart was slightly sank.

"It's not suspicion, but certain! You're too underestimating the teachings. Although you're very careful, you can't hide it from everyone..."

Feng Wushuang gently pinched the folding fan and looked at her with a smile:

"But I see you are still in a perfect state. Why, your mistress isn't a man?"

While speaking, her eyes moved slightly, and she looked at the man in black who was walking slowly in the night. The latter looked up and his eyes were like a torch in the night:
Chapter completed!