Chapter 802

Nodding with satisfaction, Mu Cangyun said softly, "After learning, we can try it together. Are you ready?"

"Oh." Standing with Mu Cangyun, Feng Qingge took a deep breath of cold air, followed Mu Cangyun's movements, and pointed to the front, but she discovered again that Mu Cangyun's movements and Hers is completely different. In this wrong body, she stepped on the wrong foot and directly stabbed Mu Cangyun in the waist with a fire stick.

Pained and retreated to the back, Mu Cangyun really didn't know what to say about Feng Qingge, so he reached out and knocked on her little head, and said helplessly, "You can practice yours, and I will cooperate with you."

"But... aren't you teaching me these days? When did you learn your part?" From beginning to end, Feng Qingge never watched Mu Cangyun practice, and was busy teaching her every day. She almost thought that their exercises were exactly the same.

Rubbing his temples, Mu Cangyun explained, "On the first day, I read it before I taught you."

"...Mu Cangyun, can I hit you? Are you showing off your IQ to me?" The corner of his mouth twitched, Feng Qingge pursed her lips.

Nodding his head, Mu Cangyun responded, "No, sometimes, some swordsmanships don't need to be practiced, they are understood in my mind, and I study them over and over again. Once I understand them thoroughly, I will understand them naturally."

"You say I have no brains?"

"Well... if you want to understand it like this, I can't help it."

"..."

Gritting her teeth, Feng Qingge glared at Mu Cangyun and could only do it again. The next ten days are all about running in training and constantly integrating into the exercises. Feng Qingge couldn't understand it at first, she practiced her own, Mu Cangyun only followed her movements and showed her movements. The place needs her to be with Mu Cangyun.

The exercises they practiced, one could not do anything, they had to take care of the other, but Feng Qingge found that Mu Cangyun was taking care of her all the way down the road, and she didn't need to study anything else, his actions Can keep up with her, even if there is a slight accident, it can be reversed.

"Hey, little sister Tangyuan, I haven't seen you much since I woke up. I see you and the boss mysteriously every day, and they disappear in a blink of an eye. Isn't something good coming soon?" Only this time, Jiahai was much more lively than before. Zheng Zixu woke up. Yan Wu and Ruoshui were both there. The people in that room were a little crowded, but Feng Qingge felt very warm.

Feng Qingge was stunned for a moment, looked at Zheng Zixu, who was jumping around in front of him, stretched out his hand and pressed it on his arm, and asked in surprise, "Little ruffian, is your injury all healed?"

"Well, of course, don't look at who I am, I am the suave and graceful young man Zheng Zixu, how can this little injury hurt me. Besides, I have a lot of treasures in Jiahai, and even Xun Feng has protected me. Life, if I'm still lying on the bed, I won't give the boss face too much." There was another chattering voice, and the familiar smile was in front of him.

Zheng Zixu looked at Feng Qingge who was in a daze, he snapped his fingers, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you doing, Sister Tangyuan... um, no, now that you're so thin, you're not a dumpling anymore, should I be called Your sausage sister? No, no, let's call it dumplings, eh?"

"Whatever you want, it's fine." Feng Qingge smiled, looking at the large table of meals that had already been prepared, and then looking at the people standing in the room, he always felt that something was wrong, and asked with some doubts: "You guys Why are you so mysterious, if you have something to say directly, don't do this, I'm afraid."

"What are you afraid of, you dare to eat even a dancing mouse of leaves, what else is there to be afraid of." Thinking of the way the dancing mouse was roasting between Feng Qingge, Zheng Zixu was trembling for a while, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said Well, my monsters are not exposed. After looking around Mu Cangyun for a week, Zheng Zixu asked in a low voice, "Hey, boss, hasn't your Linger been roasted by Sister Tangyuan?"

"Mother treats Ling'er very well, don't speak ill of mother." The little head stretched out from behind Mu Cangyun, and the two corners were exposed. The little hand hugged Feng Qingge's thigh, raised his head, and rubbed his fleshy little face on Feng Qingge's thigh.

Seeing this scene, Yan Wu's eyes almost popped out, he looked at Mu Cangyun in disbelief, and hesitantly said: "This, is this okay, Qi Ling, he is..."

"It's okay, his mind is just a child now." If his memory was restored and his real body was restored, he would naturally not be able to let Qi Ling do this. However, with Qi Ling's temperament, he couldn't do such a thing. Mu Cangyun said indifferently: "Take a seat, girl, sit next to me."

"Eh?" Picking up Qi Ling, Feng Qingge had no choice but to follow behind Mu Cangyun, and sat on the main seat with him, Qi Ling sat on her left and Mu Cangyun on the right. Ruo Shui sat beside Mu Cangyun expressionlessly, looking at Feng Qingge with some sadness, pouting his lips.

This... Feng Qingge couldn't help but feel ashamed, knowing that Ruo Shui was angry, she tilted her head to look at Mu Cangyun in front of her.

"Understood, little junior sister, take the seat." Knowing that Ruo Shui likes Feng Qingge, Mu Cangyun has been with this girl these days, and has not given her time to play with Ruo Shui. Cang Yun could only give up his seat. But if Shui took the seat, no one said anything, her identity was enough.

"Give it to me." Ruoshui pouted and looked at Feng Qingge resentfully. She hadn't eaten her favorite pineapple cake for so many days. When she was sitting alone in the room, she suddenly seemed to be far away from Chaoyang Sect. of Bailihuahua. During the period, she also ran back, but when she saw Baili Yehua who was sitting in meditation, she just sat beside him and ate the pineapple cake that was placed on the plate as usual.

No matter whether she is in Chaoyang Sect or not, he will never forget, he will prepare a copy every day, waiting for her to come back at any time to eat her favorite pastries.

"Baili Yehua, why are you being so kind to me?" I still remember that when he was eating pastries at Chaoyang Sect, the smiling person watched her eat like this, but he himself would not Move your chopsticks. Although he had a smile on his face, she knew that his smile had no warmth, it was just a mockery of this red dust, a trace of contempt.

Every time I ask him this, the smiling person will laugh softly: "Because, I like it."

But Ruo Shui knew that what he liked in his mouth was who he liked. The woman who had passed away for a hundred years, the last head of the Baili family, Baili Ye. She likes it, so why is it so nice to her? Some sad, some sad, this kind of emotion, even she can't control it.