"My Lord, that is younger martial brother Feng. I've seen his image in the memory crystal."

Gu lingxuan saw that Feng Jiumu was arranged to do chores here, and his face was also a little embarrassed. It is reasonable to say that old Tang is also an elder of three stars in the Wenxing tower. Although he is not close to old Huo, he should give some thin face at least?

It's really unkind to arrange closed disciples to work here as factotum.

Factotum are usually peripheral disciples. They are lucky to be selected into the inner city to do chores while studying. They rarely turn to these formal disciples.

"Wait for me outside first. I'll talk to him alone."

Feng Qingwei said faintly, and there was no excitement in her tone. Happiness and anger don't speak in color, so people can't guess what she thinks.

"OK."

Gu lingxuan knew that it was inconvenient for him to be here and left consciously.

"I'm here to watch. Sister, go quickly!"

Xu Jihuan whispered. He knew that with his sister's love and righteousness, he must be very angry to see her brother suffer here.

If my sister is angry, the consequences will be very serious.

"Then trouble Xiaohuan."

Feng Qianwei steps towards Feng Jiumu, because there is no one in the yard. Although her voice on the snow is very light, Feng Jiumu still hears it.

He looked up suspiciously and thought that the other senior brothers had come back.

However, seeing the man in mask and cloak in front of him, he felt deja vu.

"Have we met somewhere?"

Feng Jiumu felt that he should have seen this person and had a very strong sense of familiarity, especially his eyes as clear as water, and his breathing became urgent.

"We met in the medicine Hall of Longxiang city of Ziyun country. Don't you remember, childe Feng?"

Feng Qianwei didn't reveal her identity. She knew that her brother didn't want to worry her, let alone see him so down and out.

He hoped that in his sister's heart, he was so tall, majestic and reliable.

"Ah! You are the little miracle doctor, the little miracle doctor who saved my master's life! Forgive me for being so clumsy that I didn't recognize it for a while. No wonder I feel familiar..."

The wind suddenly realized that he didn't think about other places.

His heart was a little lost, but more fortunate. He can't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it's not Vera!

His idea is very contradictory. He misses Feng Qianwei, but he doesn't want her to see her in such a situation.

"It's me. I happened to come to the Wenxing tower. I came by to see how old Tang is."

Feng Qianwei finds a logical excuse, which makes Feng Jiumu feel very reasonable.

"Thank you, little miracle doctor. He's recovering very well. Unfortunately, the master has something urgent and is far away. I don't know when he'll be back."

Feng Jiumu also has some worries in his eyes. He doesn't know if Tang is always in trouble, or he should have come back long ago.

After staying here for a few days, he understood more deeply how good old Tang was to him. If Tang Lao were not here, his road would be broken.

Not to mention whether he can practice well, it is for the kindness of Old Tang to him. He doesn't want old Tang to have an accident.

"Well, why are you sweeping the snow here alone? Didn't you go to see the potential test of Yunling college with your senior brothers? I don't know which college you're going to, but have you been selected?"

Feng Qianwei asked. She wanted to know that Feng Jiumu went to the college and found him later.

"What potential test? What college? How come I've never heard of it?"

Feng Jiumu looked at a loss. He didn't know these things at all. Tang was not there, and no one told him.

He suddenly felt as if he had missed some important opportunity, and his heart sank.