Chapter 187 Phoenix Lord
Every frown and smile of the Phoenix Lord is full of charm, Feng Qingmo has long been addicted to it and cannot extricate himself, compared with the Phoenix Lord, Long Qingqing is like the bright moon in the sky, and the other is the dust on the ground.

Of course, Long Qingqing was that speck of dust.

"Ok!"

Feng Qingcheng frowned, and looked at Feng Qingmo displeased. She knew she was beautiful, but she didn't want her people to be infatuated with her.

"Phoenix Lord forgive me."

Feng Qingmo regained consciousness in an instant, and immediately knelt down and begged for mercy. Coveting the Phoenix Lord's face was an unforgivable felony, something he shouldn't have committed, but he just couldn't control his heart.

The phoenix master is really beautiful!
Shockingly beautiful.

"Let's not take this as an example, let's go to work."

Feng Qingcheng was a little helpless, she said "this is not an example", she didn't know how many times, sometimes, being too beautiful is also a kind of trouble.

"Yes, Lord Phoenix!"

Feng Qingmo didn't dare to delay, and immediately turned around and left the Phoenix Palace.

When Feng Qingmo went out, someone passed him by and entered the main hall of Phoenix.

"Report to Lord Phoenix, Lord Long Ao of the Dragon Clan is here to visit."

Like Feng Qingmo, the people who came to report would always show an obsessed look whenever they saw Feng Qingcheng.

"Long Aojun? This name is so familiar, I seem to have heard it before."

Lord Feng frowned and thought carefully, she was very sure that she had heard Long Aojun's name, but she couldn't remember exactly when.

As the years passed, these orcs' lifespans have also been extended with the increase in their cultivation base. Slowly, many things have been forgotten in the long river of time.

"Okay, let's talk about it before, please come in."

The visitor is a guest, as the phoenix owner of the Phoenix clan, she should do her best as a landlord and let the Dragon clan experience the demeanor of the Phoenix clan.

Although the people who come may not want to feel it.

Long Aojun looked at everything in the Feng Clan and was a little lost. He once met the love of his life here, but when he came here again, things were different.

"Who is he? He looks so good!"

Long Aojun's appearance has successfully attracted a large number of Phoenix females. They looked at Long Aojun shyly, their hearts like a deer scurrying around.

"Who doesn't know, but it is certain that he is from the Dragon Clan. It is not a day or two since we have been dealing with the Dragon Clan. When did the Dragon Clan come out with such a character?"

Long Aojun has the unique symbol of the dragon clan on his head, as long as he pays attention to it, he will soon know his identity.

"It's a pity that the Dragon Clan came."

The Phoenix Clan and the Dragon Clan ruled the Sky Continent together, but no one wanted to stay like this forever. Both families wanted to rule the Sky Continent.

Everyone in the Feng Clan understands that one day, they will have a decisive battle with the Dragon Clan to decide who is the most suitable existence to rule the Sky Continent.

Therefore, this excellent male from the dragon clan is destined to have no fate with them, because the two clans will sooner or later become enemies.

Just at this time, the person who went to report came back.

"Dignified guests from the Dragon Clan, our Phoenix Lord welcomes you."

"Well, lead the way."

Long Aojun left with others, his indifferent and mature figure made all the females feel lost.

Feng Qingcheng sat on the main seat, when Long Aojun walked into the main hall with the clansmen leading him, her eyes never left Long Aojun.

With sword eyebrows and star eyes, the knife-cut face is too handsome to be described in words, and that mature look exudes a fatal attraction. Most importantly, the more Feng Qingcheng looks at Long Aojun, the more familiar he becomes.

As for Long Aojun, as soon as he entered the hall, he felt a scorching stare on him. Of course, he was aware of his appearance, no matter where he went, he could always attract the coveted eyes of females.

But this appearance is innate, and he has no choice but to attract females to like him, which reminds him of his lover.

In this world, Ye Er is the only one who can remain unmoved by his appearance.

Immediately, the pain and loneliness in his eyes flashed away, and his Ye'er would never come back.

No, she will always live in her heart.

"You are Long Aojun of the Dragon Clan?"

Feng Qingcheng became interested in Long Aojun not only because of his handsome appearance, but also because of the familiarity he gave her.

The strange thing is that no matter how she thinks about it, she can't remember where she met Long Aojun, which makes Feng Qing want to find out.

"Ye'er!!!"

When Long Aojun heard the extremely familiar voice, he looked up at Feng Qingcheng in shock, and immediately exclaimed.

"Ye'er, is that you?"

"Ye'er, you're back, aren't you?"

"Ye'er, I miss you so much!"

"Ye'er..."

Feng Qingcheng and everyone in the Phoenix Lord's Hall stared at Long Aojun with dumbfounded eyes. He looked affectionately at Feng Qingcheng who was sitting at the top, and walked towards her step by step, calling "Ye'er" as he walked.

That affectionate look couldn't be faked, so the people in Fengzhu's palace didn't stop him from approaching Feng Qingcheng.

They were even thinking, could this person be the lover that Phoenix Master secretly fell in love with, and made him fall in love deeply, and now he came to find him.

As for Feng Qingcheng, she was a little dazed, she was very sure that she had never met Long Aojun, but she was inexplicably familiar with him.

Looking at Long Aojun's appearance, he clearly knew her, but she was not the "Ye'er" he was calling for.

Her name is Feng Qingcheng, the patriarch of the Feng Clan, and there is nothing about the word "Ye" in her name. In this way, this person has admitted the wrong person.

Inexplicably, a trace of dissatisfaction rose in Feng Qingcheng's heart, and the expression on her face gradually became deserted.

The phoenix master was angry.

Everyone in Phoenix Lord's Palace thought so, they lowered their heads, not daring to look at Phoenix Lord's appearance.

This is a matter between the Phoenix Lord and the dragon warrior. They cannot intervene, lower their existence, and let the Phoenix Lord solve it by himself.

Long Aojun shouted again: "Ye'er..."

"Shut up, I'm Feng Qingcheng, the phoenix leader of the Feng clan, not your Ye'er, you've got the wrong person."

Feng Qingcheng directly interrupted Long Aojun's words. In the eyes of everyone in the Feng Clan, this was a manifestation of their Phoenix Lord's rebellion and abandonment, refusing to admit it, and becoming angry from embarrassment.

They didn't dare to intervene even more, and continued to pretend not to see.

Long Aojun seemed to be poured on his body by a basin of cold water, and his heart felt cold for an instant. He looked at Feng Qingcheng in a daze, and then smiled sadly:
"Yes, Ye Er is gone, how could you be her, you are not her."

His Ye'er is gentle and pleasant, and he is always gentle and charming when talking to him, how could he speak to him in such a blunt tone.

Sure enough, did you admit the wrong person?
Feng Qingcheng was a little angry, and she didn't know why she was so angry. She recognized the wrong person, just explained clearly, why was she so angry.

"Long Aojun, I am Feng Qingcheng, the phoenix lord of the Feng Clan. I think you have misidentified the person. You came to my Feng Clan. What's the matter?"

Feng Qingcheng was doing business, but she was thinking in her mind, is there anyone in this world who looks similar to her?

And that female who is similar to her is the lover of this dragon warrior. She should be very happy to be treated so affectionately by this man.

(End of this chapter)

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