Chapter 85

Su Lin couldn't help frowning, and said a little depressedly: "How can you destroy it, you didn't see how high the status of Master Blue Rain is, even His Majesty doesn't care about us, in his eyes we are shrimps, everything is nothing. It doesn't count!"

"Hmph, it's a pity that Feng Qingge is not a disciple of Chaoyang Sect. Otherwise, if she enters the sect, I have a hundred ways to kill her!" After swearing secretly, Su Muze turned around and left.

At this time, Su Lin's eyes were bright, and she quickly pulled Su Muze's clothes and said softly, "Brother, all the disciples recruited by Chaoyang Sect must be disciples of the noble family, and Feng Qingge is a member of the Feng family and is qualified. Enter. But she is married to King Cen, so it stands to reason that she has no chance to enter. But brother, you have a good relationship with His Royal Highness, why don't you open a back door and let this woman in? "

When his eyes lit up, Su Muze frowned slightly again and said, "It's not impossible, it's just... Master Lan Yu is on Feng Qingge's side, I'm afraid things will be difficult to handle. A Feng Qingge is nothing to us. , but you have to take into account the face of the royal family. Brother will find a way to meet Feng Qingge alone, and promise that there will be no traces!"

"I knew that eldest brother is the best!" Su Lin said with a smile, as long as you quietly deceive this waste, it will be round or flat, so you can't let them figure it out?

The breeze is gradually rising, and the desolate Prince Cen's mansion is really a dick. Even passers-by will subconsciously stay away from here. Even the vermilion lacquered gate reveals its original appearance.

"I still remember that the mansion of King Cen was full of talented people, and there were countless important officials and officials who visited the door every day. I was squeezed out by them. In the end, I was able to enter successfully by relying on the elite of King Cen's iron cavalry. Now... But the glory of a generation of God of War has been lost." Along the way, Lan Yu, a master chef with a scrumptious style, followed behind him, talking incessantly.

Feng Qingge only felt that her forehead was getting bigger. Looking at Prince Cen's mansion in front of her, she couldn't help but said bitterly, "You came at the right time. If you had come a few days earlier, you might have seen..."

The corner of Feng Qingge's mouth twitched involuntarily when she thought of the first time she saw the legendary Cen Prince's Mansion. She thought she had come to the pigsty in the dirty and poor environment.

The two rough men Zheng Zixu and Ying Lingfei were beside Mu Cangyun, their minds were not as delicate as their daughter's family, except for a little tidying up where they lived, the entire Prince Cen's mansion really couldn't be described in words.

"It's better to come early than to come by chance, it's better to meet by chance, Miss Feng, we two are destined. Why don't you..." The corners of his mouth raised upwards, Lan Yu squeezed his fingers lightly, the light in the black eyes flashed, and in the wind Under Qingge's puzzled eyes, he whispered, "How about being my apprentice?"

"..." Tu'er... The blue veins on his cheeks twitched fiercely, and Feng Qingge coughed lightly: "Here, come in quickly. I think if you accept the little ruffian as your apprentice, he should be very happy. "

Foodie ruffian, give you a chance to eat a big meal every day!

"Ah! Who's talking about me?" At the same time, the people in the room couldn't help touching their noses and looked around suspiciously.

The Cen Wang Mansion, which was not received by anyone, was a little depressing, but fortunately, after Feng Qingge moved in, he helped them clean it up, and at first glance, it would not be considered an abandoned garden.

Zheng Zixu, who was already so hungry that his chest was on his back, saw the figure outside the door, and almost rushed over without crying. No way, recently their mouths have been raised by Feng Qingge, and they have no appetite at all for the food cooked by the chef outside.

Just seeing the person behind Feng Qingge clearly, Zheng Zixu's expression was startled, and the light in his black eyes flashed, that person is...

"Come back, let's talk first, I'll cook." Holding the things in his hand, Feng Qingge just said hello, and was about to head towards the kitchen.

However, Lan Yu grabbed Feng Qingge's wrist first, shook his head and smiled: "No hurry, no hurry, I'll cook in a while, you come first. With such a talent, it should be very good to learn what I have learned. easy."

What?

However, before Feng Qingge could react, he saw Zheng Zixu rubbing his hands and clutching his head again, but he didn't hold back a word for a long time. The way she was dancing, she looked like an aunt who danced in the square.

"Little Monkey, long time no see, Cangyun, how is he?" The corners of his mouth were raised, Lan Yu casually stepped into the room, and said in surprise, "Remember when I came here a few years ago, the ministers who came and went swarmed, why? In just a few short years, not even a fly could be seen."

"This..." scratching his head, Zheng Zixu blushed and said a little embarrassedly: "Boss, he had a little accident, now...cough, it's not the once invincible God of War King Cen."

"A little accident? What accident can make the invincible King Cen become like this, I remember him as a rebellious boy, like a tiger, but unfortunately he was tied to the iron pole. Once the rope breaks, this boy will definitely fly away. Soaring to the sky. Little Monkey, hurry up and call Cangyun to come out, I have something to discuss with him." His eyes swept over Feng Qingge, and Lan Yu laughed.

Shouldn't this be about me?

With a tremor in her heart, Feng Qingge couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.

"Kacha..." As soon as the door of the side yard opened, Ying Lingfei picked up the wheelchair indifferently and put Mu Cangyun down, leaning against the wheelchair, his skinny body fell into a deep sleep, and seemed to be very tired.

If you look closely, you can also see beads of unwiped sweat sliding down his neck. His pursed lips had already turned white, and Mu Cangyun closed his eyes, not wanting the person on the other side to notice his abnormality.

Mu Cangyun, has the cold poison in the body started to attack again?

"Cang...Cangyun?" Even Lan Yu was speechless, he quickly glanced at Mu Cangyun, his eyes fell on Mu Cangyun's legs. King Cen, Mu Cangyun, is no longer the God of War he once was. But a person who lives forever in a wheelchair?

Suddenly opening his eyes, Mu Cangyun looked at the person opposite, a faint smile appeared on his indifferent face, and said indifferently: "Lan Yu, you are finally here, I have been waiting for two years, and I have finally hoped for you. coming."

"Cangyun, you stinky brat, how could you make yourself look like this!" As if something was blocking his heart, Lan Yu strode forward, reached out and patted Mu Cangyun's shoulder, holding back his thoughts. Excited, he said: "I have traveled all over the world and have no fixed place to live. If it wasn't for the summons of King Yun this time, I would not have come to the country of Yun. It's just that I didn't expect that your legs..."

"No problem, just a pair of legs..." Mu Cangyun said calmly, even his expression did not change.

His face sank slightly, Lan Yu touched Mu Cangyun's legs, his brows furrowed, he took a deep breath of cold air, Lan Yu whispered: "The situation is not optimistic, your bones have already shifted, Although the muscles are connected, your forced use of star power will cause the muscles to be damaged more seriously."