Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away

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Aside from these things, the most prominent thing in the storage bag is a thick **** animal skin roll.

In Dali, the most important documents are recorded on the skins made of nitrocellulose. In order to decorate the skins, nobles often like to mix the skins with brocade and then write in precious runes to decorate The book is not only beautiful, but also enduring, even if it has been passed down for thousands of years, it will not fade.

This is such a book is too expensive, even if it is the Royal Palace of Dali, there are only a few rare collections.

Qin Molin suddenly left a book, what is it?

Gongfa? Smart? Or what classics?

Feng Xingying opened curiously.

Just for a moment, Feng Xingying couldn't keep his eyes open.

Introducing the fundus is an ancient style painting with thick ink and light colors.

In the picture, the ragged young girl and the half-red man face each other across the water. She is on the shore and he is in the water.

In the next scene, they entangle themselves underwater.

The next scene, the bonfire in front of the temple.

The next scene ...

Scene by scene, obviously strange, but already familiar with the picture.

The man in the painting seems to have come alive, and in front of Feng Xingying, he has evolved this scene to be lifelike.

Feng Xingying's eyes did not know when it was wet.

It turned out that not only she was acacia.

Feng Xingying did not expect that Qin Molin not only looked good and cultivated high, but even his painting skills were so fascinating. If such a figure is worn in modern times, he can become a tyrant by selling paintings.

Every scene turned over, Feng Xingying even unknowingly, turned to sunset and moon rise.

The bright moonlight hit her, cool but not cold.

Feng Xingying sat in the moonlight for one night.

Even risking the master's scolding, she was capricious overnight.

This night belongs only to herself, used to miss and organize her state of mind.

This night, take out the dusty wine from this altar.

Then, re-seal the altar and seal it again.

...

Early the next morning, Feng Xingying was ready to leave.

Goal-Taohuaju.

About her parents, she didn't believe her second uncle Feng Tianhao, envelope Tianhao? She might as well believe that the sow would get on the tree.

But Taohuaju was a clue. She couldn't help but want to find out, no matter whether Mrs. Guo had forced her parents to death, at least they had known each other.

Feng Xingying took the elixir in his hand—Ningxiang Pill.

As the biggest buyer of Drunk Red Dust, Mrs. Guo's people have already issued invitations to Feng Xingying.

It is good to visit today under the pretext of delivering medicine.

"Sister." Nangong Zhuo was very excited to receive Feng Xingying's invitation, and prepared a sedan chair early to wait outside her courtyard.

Nangong Zhuo also entered the Royal Academy, but before he entered the school, the little guy seemed to have some inheritance from his predecessors, and even broke through the spiritual master in one breath.

At the crucial moment of breakthrough, Nangong Zhuo missed the excitement of enrolling in school, did not see his sister Singying killed the Quartet, and lost his chance to experience the Devil's Forest.

This time Feng Xingying took the initiative to invite, Nangong Zhuo was still excited.

In this world, his parents have left early, leaving only the glory and burden of King Equality.

Only Feng Xingying, who has the same pity with him, can let him relax for a moment and feel like a loved one.

"Sister, do you really want to go to Taohuaju to admire the flowers? Either go to the Palace of My Equality, or go to the back garden of the palace? There are peach blossoms that bloom well.

Although Guo Nian invited us, Mrs. Guo's temper is a bit weird. I'm afraid ... "