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1896. Poetry can also kill

1896. Poetry can kill people

These days I have been bored, Rong Zian has long wanted to find a fairy to come out for fun.

Originally, he wanted to invite Feng Xinyan to come to Wensheng Pavilion to enjoy the night view of Xiandu, but why did he have something to do? Rong Zi'an had no choice but to settle for the second best and invite Lu Xuexin to enjoy the moonlight of Pinghu.

Lu Xuexin did not refuse, and after dressing up, she came out with Rong Zi'an.

After getting along these days, Lu Xuexin has a good feeling for Rong Zi'an and is very comfortable when she is together. Although she is not as good as a lover, she can be regarded as a good friend.

"Well, it's really beautiful?"

Looking at the night view in the lake, Lu Xuexin's pretty face, which was cold all year round, rarely showed a smile at this time.

In fact, whether it is a fairy or a mortal, for women, encountering beautiful things will always be a happy thing.

"Xue Xin, the most eye-catching place here is not a quick return to this night view."

"What is that?" Lu Xuexin was the first time she went to Xiandu City, but she didn't understand it.

Rong Zian smiled proudly: "In another half an hour, you will know."

Rong Zi'an was keeping a secret, but his handsome face was full of arrogance.

But while the two were talking, there was a sudden noise in front of them.

"Wow, what a beautiful fairy?"

"It's more beautiful than the girlfriend of the Holy Son of Wengong."

"Whose daughter is this?"

The originally quiet pavilion in the heart of the lake was immediately shattered with the arrival of the group.

Many young men looked to the corridor ahead.

"Um?"

"Better than Xue Xin?"

Rong Zian frowned, then looked up and looked over.

Lu Xuexin naturally attracted the movement here, and looked back at the distance.

However, the next moment, the two men's bodies trembled almost at the same time, and their pupils immediately shrank.

"It's her!"

"It's him!"

Both of them were trembling and lost their voices at the same time. Rong Zian even rubbed his way up from the stone bench, his eyes turning red.

Finally, I couldn't help but walk forward.

"Saint Maiden Feng Xinyan, it's such a coincidence that she actually met her here."

"I'm just curious. Tonight, isn't the Wind Maiden going to discuss the countermeasures against the Sword Immortal Palace tomorrow? Is the Saint Maiden going to discuss at this Lake Heart Pavilion, and is it with the Holy Son of Qin Palace?"

Rong Zian suppressed his anger. Although he was smiling, his heart was already burning with anger.

Feng Xinyan obviously didn't expect to meet Rong Zi'an here. Therefore, when she saw Rong Zi'an, the saint of Feng Qing Palace was obviously stunned for a moment, her beautiful eyes immediately panicked, and her pretty face turned slightly red.

Unexpectedly, he was caught when he lie for the first time in his life. The Saint Feng Xinyan was a little thin-skinned after all. At this time, when facing Rong Zi'an's questioning, he felt a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

When Chu Yun saw this, his heart was as bright as a mirror.

It seems that this saint of Wengong is somewhat interested in Feng Xinyan?

With a sneer in his heart, Chu Yun replied: "What, do you have any objections?"

"I will discuss tomorrow's battle with Xinyan. When and where to discuss it is our freedom. Could it be that you, an irrelevant person, agree?"

Rong Zian has targeted him a lot. Now that he has the opportunity, Chu Yun will naturally not give him face and will directly argue.

Rong Zian laughed furiously: "Okay, very good."

"Xinyan has called out, okay?"

"But it's not a wise move to offend me Rong Zi'an now."

"In the battle tomorrow, this Holy Son will definitely teach you a profound lesson."

Rong Zi'an's face turned pale and he was so angry that he was so angry that he was crazy.

At the same time, he looked at Feng Xinyan with a gloomy face: "Saint Feng, you can do it too."

"I remember this account in Wengong."

He invited her to the banquet, but she refused if she had something to do. Rong Zian didn't think much about it, and he almost believed it.

But now, Feng Xinyan and Chu Yun went to the Huxin Pavilion to have a love relationship, and they even deceived themselves into discussing countermeasures against the Sword Immortal Palace.

Discuss your uncle!

Rong Zi'an was so angry that he felt so angry.

Feng Xinyan's actions undoubtedly looked down on him, Rong Zi'an and him.

It would be fine if Gong Ming was with Feng Xinyan today, but Gong Ming was better than him, but he was a special lady. Why was this Chu Yun?

He is a mundane world, what kind of virtue can he be?

In Feng Xinyan's eyes, is it better than this brat after her dignified national prime minister?

Rong Zi'an was trembling with anger. But Lu Xuexin had just arrived, but she was confused and didn't know what was going on?

Why did Rong Zian feel so generous? Could it be because of Chu Yun?

Lu Xuexin obviously noticed Feng Xinyan at this time. Lu Xuexin also respected the saint of Feng Qing Palace. Then she smiled softly and greeted him politely: "Saint of Wind, what a coincidence, you actually met this place? Did you come here by yourself? Do you want to sit with us?"

Lu Xuexin obviously wanted to meet this beautiful girl from heaven and sent an invitation enthusiastically.

Feng Xinyan smiled and was about to answer, but who would have thought that Chu Yun would directly pull Feng Xinyan away: "Xinyan, it's quiet here, let's talk here."
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