The Insane and Good-For-Nothing Madam

Feng Ruchu was anxious, and roared, "Moqing!"

Immediately, a faint scent of buckwheat blossomed, and a white figure flashed behind her like a ghost.

The moonlight gauze on the steps rose without wind, and the man flashed, lying on his side on the golden silk at an invisible speed.

"Tsk... really presumptuous, calling the deity's name directly."

This ‘tsk...’ seemed to be blamed, but it didn’t appear to be angry.

Feng Ruchu shrugged innocently, and explained: "I have called you the Holy Lord five times. Who told you to ignore me? I have to call you by name and surname, so that your old man is willing to be noble. Steps?"

Mo Qing moved his left hand, and the buckwheat flower of the index finger with a silver chain shook with a small, crisp sound.

Seeing him not speaking at the beginning, Feng Ru took a step forward: "Master Saint..."

Unexpectedly, as soon as she took a step, a petal popped out of the curtain and hit her feet. Then, after the petals circled her feet a few times, a barrier was drawn, making her unable to move.

Feng Ruchu growled in a low voice, "What are you doing? Paint the ground as a prison?"

There was another silence to answer her.

Mo Qing held her forehead with one hand, a lazy posture, with a sense of leisurely contentment, and after trapping her, she slowly closed her eyes.

Feng Ruchu was stunned!

auzw.com"Hey, my lord, your old man summoned me in the middle of the night just to let me stand here and watch you sleep?"

"..."

"Then you draw the circle under my feet a bit bigger, so that I have time to sit, it's best to be able to lie down... Look, you lie on the couch to sleep, I lie on the ground to sleep, I Only that good temper, right?"

"..."

"Let’s do this, or you should send me back first, and when you have enough rest, call me back, but I’ll say okay first. Before you call me, you’d better say hello to me, in case I Changing clothes in the shower..."

"Shut up!" The Lord was finally overwhelmed by her uproar.

Waved, the Huaping disappeared, Mo Qing got up, and said without a sound: "I heard that you are going to participate in this year's Yungong trial?"

"How do you know?" Feng Ruchu asked subconsciously, and then nodded clearly, then asked and replied: "Fengze must have said it."

"Didn't you always dislike the Holy Land of Cloud Palace? Why do you want to participate in the Zongmen selection trial?" Mo Qing asked again.

Feng Ruchu "touched" his face, is she so obvious?

It seems...it's a bit...at least for Moqing and Yuxiao, they don't have the same respect as others.

Feng Ruchu has always been upright and upright, and she didn’t think there was anything to hide in the trial. So, she generously admitted: “I want Cihangzong’s golden pill to treat Nianchu, and I still want Wash the marrow pill, repair my damaged spiritual veins."

The stranger nodded clearly, chatting as if to speak: "Then you know, every five years of trials in the Cloud Palace Holy Realm, the entire Canglan Continent family will send the spiritualist with the highest spiritual power in the family to try. Practice, you may not..."

Feng Ruchu knew the meaning of his words, and quickly interrupted: "Just like in the sacrificial field, everyone thought that I was bound to die. I didn't kill all the spirit beasts, and I was proud of your Canglan Continent. The genius girl of the Nascent Soul Stage threatened her neck..."