"Since that's the case, I won't ask you about the current situation of the leader of the God clan." Feng Qingyu began to adopt a policy of gentleness, "But I really want to know what kind of person your leader is in your heart. Can you tell me about this?"

Huangfu Qi thought about it and seemed to think nothing was wrong, so he finally said: "He is the strongest person in the blood of the gods for tens of thousands of years, and he is extremely powerful."

"I have admired the patriarch since I was a child, but for some reason, since more than 20 years ago, the Lord has suddenly changed his personality. Even the Madam Youjia, who was originally in love with him, disappeared. I don't know where he went, and I never mentioned it again."

Feng Qingyu suddenly remembered the time he saw Feng Tianhao.

He said that he could not remember Zhu Ling very much.

It can be seen that someone must have erased his memory, or someone tried to control him behind his back.

"What kind of person was he before?"

Huangfu Qi's face was filled with a hint of remembrance and worship.

"The former patriarch was open and honest, with clear grudges, righteousness, cheerful and generous people, and highly valued friendship."

Feng Qingyu's lips curled up a smile.

"It seems that you really admire your patriarch."

"That's natural." Huangfu Qi hugged Feng Qingyu in the direction of Feng Qingyu, "I've been bothering Master Feng for a long time today, and it's time for me to say goodbye."

Feng Qingyu looked at the Emperor Po on the side.

"Di Po, please give me this distinguished guest."

Emperor Po nodded and led Huangfu Qi out of the study.

While Feng Qingyu was still pondering the words of the people of the Gods, Feng Ze suddenly asked: "Master, do you know what the words of the Lord of the Gods mean?"

Feng Qingyu shook her head: "I don't know."

She looked at Emperor Po.

"What are Xinghui doing recently?"

"I was forced by the rain in the pool and practiced in the yard every day." Feng Ze replied.

Feng Qingyu nodded and stood up.

"I'll go to his place to take a look."

Feng Ze looked up: "Do you want subordinates to accompany you?"

"Let's go together."

After Feng Qingyu finished speaking, she left the study room and led Feng Ze to the yard where Xing returned.

When she came to Xinghui's yard, she saw Xinghui standing in the yard practicing.

I practiced Tai Chi that she taught him before to strengthen his body, but now he has been interpreted by him and has a faint aura of being one with him.

Feng Qingyu's lips raised slightly.

Although Xinghui's talent in cultivation is average, fortunately, his understanding is very strong.

As if he noticed Feng Qingyu's arrival, Xinghui quickly stopped the movement in his hand.

"Sister is here." Xinghui wiped the sweat from his forehead, helped Feng Qingyu sit down, poured another cup of tea and handed it to her, "Sister calls me if you have something to do, why did you come by yourself?"

Feng Qingyu smiled slightly.

"How do you know I have something to look for you?"

Xing Hui wrapped his hands around his chest, and his face mysteriously curled the corners of his lips.

"As long as it is something I want to know, I will definitely know, for example..."

He said, and glanced at Feng Qingyu's flat belly.

Seeing this, Feng Qingyu smiled and drank a sip of water: "I forgot about your ability."

Feng Ze watched from the side for no reason, and had no idea what the two were fighting.

Immediately afterwards, Xing returned to sit on the stool opposite Feng Qingyu. He folded his hands on the stone table in front of him, and looked at Feng Qingyu seriously.

"Recently, I have calculated an opportunity for my sister. I wonder if I am interested?"

Feng Qingyu put down the teacup in his hand.

"What opportunity?"

"The opportunity is here, the abyss of the sky." Xinghui replied.

Abyss of the Sky!

When Feng Qingyu heard these four words again, he looked stunned.

Because, before when he was in the gods, Feng Tianhao said the last four words silently were the Abyss of the Sky!

Is there any connection between the two?

Feng Qingyu's face was moved.

"So, even if I don't ask, you have already predicted it for me in advance."

"It's up to my sister, I dare not be careless." Xinghui's expression suddenly became serious, "The Ninth Heaven is going to be in chaos. If my sister wants to go, she will go earlier. Although the process is thrilling, it's fine. But my sister must be careful, after all, you are now..."

After a pause, Xinghui said again: "It's not alone."

Looking at the serious and serious boy in front of him, Feng Qingyu nodded.

"Star back, thank you!"

She said sincerely.

Xing smiled back and sat opposite Feng Qingyu again with his hands on his chest, with a hint of ruffianity in his eyes.

"Sister, don't thank me. Just tell Chi Yu not to keep me in mind."

Chi Yu, who was carrying medicinal food, looked unkind.

"No matter you, you have to go to heaven."

Chi Yu said it is not an exaggeration. If Xinghui had created it himself, he would have really gone to heaven.

Xinghui touched his nose and smiled.

“Not that exaggerated.”

Feng Qingyu looked at the two of them and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

"Chi Yu is right, it should be in charge." Seeing Xinghui want to say something, Feng Qingyu immediately interrupted what he wanted to say, "Everything else can be discussed, there is no need to discuss this."

Xinghui looked desperate.

"Okay, okay, you know how to bully me."

However, he didn't see any anger on his face, because he knew that the two people in front of him were for his own good.

Chi Yu put the medicinal food in his hand on his table: "I'll take the medicinal food first."

Seeing this, Feng Qingyu asked Xinghui to take good care of her health and stood up and left the courtyard.

...

After resting all night, Feng Qingyu set off early the next morning.

Because Xing Hui said, you can go earlier.

It was also because Feng Tianhao asked someone to tell her that she had no time.

Whether it is related to her parents, the chaos that is about to come to the Ninth Heaven, or the children in her womb, she dare not be careless at all.

...

At the same time, Shenxu is also experiencing a conspiracy.

The Lord of the Heavenly Dao Palace and Ye Jinghan made suggestions to let the Huanchen Temple marry the Immortal Sect to consolidate the power of Shenxu.

Because of this remark, the entire hall suddenly became quiet.

This tranquility almost made everyone dare not breathe too loudly, for fear of disturbing the moody evil spirit in the main position.

Ye Jinghan slowly raised his eyes and looked at the position of Lord Mo of Heavenly Dao Palace. A purple light flashed in his eyes.

"Prince Mo, do you know what you are talking about?"

His voice was extremely light.

But it still clearly reached everyone's ears, hitting the soul, making people shudder.

Although Palace Master Mo was frightened with Ye Jinghan's majesty, he still said under pressure: "The God Lord doesn't have to rush to object. Now the forces between the various forces in the Nine Heavens are tense..."

Before he could finish his words, Ye Jinghan interrupted his speech in a cold voice.

"What does the chaos in Jiuzhou have to do with the marriage between me and my deity? I need to rely on marriage with a woman to consolidate my power?"

When Gongzhu Mo saw Ye Jinghan was not trapped, he did not see any panic on his face.

Recently, he vaguely felt that the Heavenly Dao Palace was gradually out of control. He expected that Ye Jinghan had tampered with it in secret, so he took his mind to the immortal sect's saint Xian Yue.
Chapter completed!