Chapter 442
Ye Junfeng took a deep breath, looking a little helpless and resigned to fate, but then Ye Junfeng smiled, "It doesn't matter if you can't hide, if you haven't tried it, how do you know if you can cut off your tongue?" How about growing it out again? But I have always wanted to ask you a question."

Saying that, Ye Junfeng's gaze on Feng Moyou was a bit deep.

Feng Moyou was taken aback for a moment, and immediately said: "Ask, I will know everything without saying anything."

It was this look again.

Ye Junfeng was puzzled, could it be that she knew this person before?

Otherwise, this person's trust in her is a bit outrageous.

"Are you from Di Jiuyin?" Ye Junfeng asked directly without hesitation.

Feng Moyou shook his head without much expression on his face, "I don't know Di Jiuyin, nor do I take orders from anyone."

Seeing Feng Moyou's serious face, Ye Junfeng didn't seem to be lying, and nodded secretly, not taking orders from anyone, that is to say, Feng Moyou is an independent individual, completely obeying his own will.

In this way, it is probably the second possibility.

"Did we know each other before?" After Ye Junfeng asked this question, a pair of eyes fell directly on Feng Moyou.

Feng Moyou was taken aback for a moment, as if he hadn't expected why Ye Junfeng would ask such a question, but immediately a look of understanding appeared on his face, and he said briskly: "You and I didn't know each other before, Qing It was the first time we met in the tower."

This time Ye Junfeng was even more puzzled, since she was not from Di Jiuyin, nor did she know her before, what about Feng Mo...

"Are you curious about my attitude towards you?" Feng Moyou chuckled, and directly pointed out the crux of the problem.

Ye Junfeng nodded, "Yes, I am indeed curious about your attitude towards me, but after thinking about it, there is no other possibility except these two possibilities."

After all, it is impossible for a person to treat a stranger like this for no reason, unless it is profitable, but she feels that Feng Moyou is not such a person.

"Because I figured it out."

Ye Junfeng, who was drinking tea from a teacup, suddenly heard such an unreal sentence, and immediately spit out the tea from his mouth.

"Cough cough cough..."

Depend on!
what's the situation!
Could it be that this person has roundworms in her stomach!
She just thought about whether this person calculated it, but Feng Moyou just said so.

However, seeing Feng Moyou's serious face does not seem to be a joke, Ye Junfeng did not say "You are joking!" ’ After saying that, he said with a polite look on his face: "You really look like a cultivator, but you are far away from the magic stick."

In Ye Junfeng's impression, the god stick is a dusty person with a cloth bag on his back and a gossip picture on his back, or a god stick like Xiang Feng Moyou in a Taoist robe. It's the first time I've seen it.

God stick?

Feng Moyou laughed when he heard the word "Sacred Stick", "It's the first time I've heard someone call me a "Sacred Stick", but this title is reasonable, but I'm not that magical."

In this way, Feng Moyou is not just as simple as being able to tell fortunes?

"Then what will you do? Tell fortune? Look at Feng Shui? Look at the cemetery?" Ye Junfeng's eyes sparkled, but she hoped that Feng Moyou could say something.

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