"OK." Gu Yun replied.

Turned and looked at the closed gate. Behind the gate, there were star swirls and thoughts.

……

After leaving the palace, Feng Chu went straight to the hillside of Fengqi mountain. There was a small bamboo house surrounded by green bamboos. Outside the small bamboo house, there was a large medicinal field. Various spiritual plants were planted in the medicinal field, emitting bursts of light plant fragrance, which was dispersed in the air, making people relaxed and happy.

In addition to these spiritual plants, colorful flowers are also blooming around the medicine field.

Not far away, there is a mountain spring flowing quietly.

This paradise is hidden in the depths of the mountains, between the woods and protected by a border. If it had not been known earlier, it would have been difficult to find it.

When Feng Chu came here, he easily crossed the border used to hide.

His eyes swept around and made no secret of his disgust. If it weren't for Fengjiao, he wouldn't have stepped into this place in his life.

The people in the bamboo house knew his arrival as early as he came in this direction.

A clear and moist voice came out from the room: "what wind blew the king of the Phoenix family. What a rare guest!"

Although he said so, there was alienation in his voice.

"Since I know it's Ben Jun, I haven't come out to meet you!" Feng Chu raised her eyebrows and said coldly.

"Since you are willing to condescend to come to my small place, you must have something to ask. Since you have something to ask, shouldn't you come in, or let me play my host's friendship." The voice answered him lukewarm.

Feng Chu snorted coldly, no longer arguing with the man, pushed open the door of the bamboo house and went in.

The installation of the bamboo house is extremely simple. Several tables and chairs are placed in a regular manner. An ancient long piano is placed horizontally in one place, and a feather fan is placed with the long piano. This red feather fan is incompatible with the cool atmosphere of the small bamboo house.

One can see that it is not the property of the owner of the house.

Sitting by the window is a man in white. The man sticks to a white chess in his hand. He looks down at the chessboard placed in front of him and frowns slightly to think about how to crack the chess game. A few strands of ink hair fall from his shoulder. Just looking at the man from the side, he has a soul stirring beauty.

"Your life is getting more and more leisurely." Feng Chu said with a sneer.

At the moment he looked at the man, his eyes could no longer hide his disgust and anger, and under these emotions, what was more hidden was jealousy.

"Nature can't compare with the king's daily management." The man looked back at Feng Chu and said with a light smile.

Although he was smiling, there was still an irreducible snow in his eyes.

With white clothes and black hair, the man seems to come out of the ink painting. He has an extremely unique temperament. People are attracted involuntarily. Once he sinks, he can't extricate himself.

The man's face is excellent, with picturesque eyebrows and handsome facial features. His skin has a kind of nearly transparent white, which makes him look more like ice and snow. His light blue eyes are always calm, like lake water. It seems that everything in the world can't stir up waves.

He is like a lonely orchid in an empty valley, and he is like a relegated immortal left in the world.

It was such a person that once made Feng Zhuo crazy.

Feng Chu frowned deeper and deeper and called out the man's name: "Feng Zhi, Ben Jun said frankly that Ben Jun came to you for a very important thing."