Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

"Clear songs."

A clear song, let everyone who has stepped into the door stepped, and looked back.

Seeing the noble figure wearing a purple robes not far from Fengfu, everyone couldn’t help but look at the phoenix songs that were white and beautiful.

The person who came here is the three kings, Murong Yixuan, her fiancé, although the two of them are going to mention the retreat, but because of the unwillingness of Murong Yixuan, this marriage has been delayed until now, and the relationship between the two is still unbroken. .

The onlookers were not optimistic about the marriage between the two of them, because Murong Yixuan is the most talented person in Yao’s new generation, and the future is the most promising.

Although Feng Qingge is the first lady of Fengfu, and the first beauty of Yaori, but in this world of strength, her strength is plain and unremarkable in the eyes of the world, even with some family scorpions. The talent of a woman is better than her, let alone the fact that she has been ruined for some time.

Even if the appearance is restored now, but her cultivation is too weak, in the eyes of everyone, it is still not worthy of Murong Yixuan. After all, the one who stands next to the pride of the sky is a woman with the same strength and strength.

"You go ahead!" She handed Yang Yang to her grandfather and let them go advanced.

"Well, then let's talk about it! If you can't do it, let him go into the house." The old man said, this took Yangyang to go inside.

Feng Xiao looked at Murong Yixuan and shook his head. He sighed and went inside. Although he was very satisfied with Murong Yixuan, unfortunately, his daughter did not like him, and he could not do anything. Even if he was satisfied with him, everything must be based on his daughter's wishes.

Murong Yixuan came forward and looked at the scars on her face. All the scars disappeared. The face was restored to the previous snow and no trace. Looking at such a beautiful but alienated woman, his heart was slightly painful, but his face was exposed. A gentle smile.

"There is a tea house not far from the front, let's have a drink!"

Feng Jiu glanced at him and saw a lot of people around him. He nodded and followed him to the wing on the second floor of the tea house not far away.

In the wing, the atmosphere is slightly solidified, no relatives in love between lovers, no shyness.

The two sat at the table, and Murong Yixuan poured tea for her. She looked at her indifferent and alienated. She squinted her eyes and covered her eyes. She stared at the tea in her hand: "Feng Grandpa went to find my father. The king said that he would retreat, I did not agree."

Feng Jiu took a sip of tea and heard the words. The light was slightly moved and he glanced at him. He said, "I told you about the retreat. We are not suitable for both. It is not interesting to drag."

"Not suitable?"

He looked up at her indifferently, and smiled bitterly: "We can say that it is a childhood, how can it be inappropriate? I know that you must be annoyed because I didn't recognize you, I am I also know that it is my fault, but, clear song, can't you give me another chance?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiu looked at him with a smile and shook his head. The clear voice had a sharp insight into everything. The gentle voice came from the mouth without hesitation, and ruthlessly hit his heart.

"Actually, you don't love Fengqing song as much as you think. With your wisdom, I believe that I should have noticed that sitting in front of you is different from the Fengqing song you are familiar with."