"I've heard it, it's almost the same as what they said."

Baili Feiyue raised her eyebrows, "What else?"

"Sister," the boy who was better than Xin Yihua narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Do you really want to listen?"

"certainly."

So the two of them found a place around where there were almost no one else to sit down. Ling Duannian tilted his head slightly, and smiled with a smile on the corner of his lips, "That boy and that woman are mother-son."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he talked about the question Baili Feiyue wanted to know the most!

"Then what?"

"Then... nothing happened." The boy said a very terrifying fact in a soft and nice voice, "It's roughly the woman was killed by his son, that is, the boy himself."

When Baili Feiyue heard this, she felt depressed and felt very uncomfortable.

She didn't continue to ask this question, and Ling Duannian didn't continue to talk about this question.

After a while, Baili Feiyue stood up and shrugged, "I'll go see Mr. Feng."

After Baili Feiyue walked out, she went to the maid of the Feng Mansion who had been waiting outside, "Which direction did your young master go?"

"Young Master has gone to Xinyi Flower Temple."

"take me."

This maid was assigned to her by Feng Mansion, who served her, and maintained her usual style along the way, without saying much or talking.

But Baili Feiyue felt more and more depressed throughout the journey, and she felt an indescribable strange feeling, even though there was nothing abnormal around her.

And I became more and more bored as the temples in my mind began to hurt a little.

Baili Feiyue quickly sensed her body and did not realize anything else.

Especially when I followed the maid to the outside of the Xinyi Flower Temple deep in the Xinyi Flower, my strange feeling was even more obvious, and I almost felt like I was tearing away from my body.

He cursed in his heart and tried his best to keep calm on his face.

He is so damn it!

At this time, we could see that there were already many people coming to worship around the Flower Temple.

Most of the people who like to worship the flower god are women.

At this moment, these women, girls, maids, slaves and other people gathered in front of the Flower Temple, which was not very different from other Flower Temple styles. Although many young girls looked shy, they couldn't help but look into the Flower Temple secretly.

But no one went in.

Baili Feiyue's arrival attracted their attention again.

Baili Feiyue is in a bad mood now and doesn’t have the intention to care about what these people think.

Under the gaze of everyone, Baili Feiyue stepped into the Flower Temple.

The Flower Temple is very small, with only a clay statue of the Flower God inside.

There are also some sacrifices and desserts placed by those worshippers.

It's even more intense!

My brain hurts even more!

Baili Feiyue took a secret breath to relieve her discomfort. After breathing smoothly, she first walked forward and paid tribute seriously.

After worshiping, he looked at another person in the temple, "I didn't expect that Mr. Feng would also worship the Flower God."

"Not to worship her," the man looked at her side, his voice unfathomable, "It's just that this flower god is an old friend of mine."

"Old friend?" Baili Feiyue followed the words and expressed her doubts.

He suddenly pressed over and his body almost pressed against her, "Doctor Ling heard a rumor..."

Baili Feiyue endured the discomfort and raised her head provocatively, with a little deeper black eyes, "I have heard too many rumors. I wonder which rumor you are talking about, Mr. Feng?"
Chapter completed!