Hu Yanjue stood behind Feng Wuxin, gently combed Sanqianhua with a comb made of peach wood, and then combed it into a ponytail, scattering loosely on his shoulders.

"The Phoenix Master is so beautiful."

Hu Yanjue praised from the bottom of his heart, his porcelain white skin and white gauze, his blood-red eyes were silver-white, and his every move was like a noble god, making people unable to bear to look away.

In addition to Hu Yanjue, there were Gu Yunya and Yancangzhou in the room. Yancangzhou held his hands behind him, looking at the pedestrians on the street with cold eyes, while Gu Yunya sat beside Feng Wuxin, looking at the familiarity in his hand about the records of the desert.

"Lijiang, I heard that there were eight tribes in the desert."

The book records some things about the desert, but these things should have been more or less fabricated by later generations.

"To be precise, the entire desert was built by seventeen tribes. Later, the seventeen tribes devoured each other, and finally eight powerful tribes were left."

The tribes in Lijiang were the most powerful among the eight tribes. However, for some reason, the tribe leader took his men far away and went to the edge of the desert to live, but in the end he could not escape the fate of extermination.

"I see."

Listening to Lijiang talking about the tribes, Gu Yunya also understood something more or less.

"Is Irina a snake?"

Yancangzhou pointed to the stone statue erected in the center of the city not far away. The stone statue was a woman, but with a human face and a snake body.

"The legendary goddess Irina is a goddess with thousands of changes. When she appeared in the desert, she appeared with a human-faced and snake-like appearance, and then there was the stone statue that the third prince saw now."

God has thousands of appearances, and when he happened to land in the mortal world, he appeared in the form of a human face and a snake body.

"Which is better, snake or fox?"

After a word fell, Yancangzhou and Gu Yunya's eyes fell on Feng Wuxin.

"Depending on what I do, can you really think I am a nine-tailed fox reincarnation?"

He gave the two people a blank look and felt very wronged when he mentioned this Feng Wuxin.

I don’t know when she became the reincarnation of the Nine-tailed Fox and also fabricated various versions, so that it is still circulated in the streets and alleys of Yan Kingdom, becoming a popular seller at present.

"Are the nine-tailed fox? In the legend about Goddess Irina, there is a past about the nine-tailed fox, but it was a legend from a long time ago, and even the old man has forgotten the legendary thing."

Lijiang didn't know who the so-called nine-tailed fox in Yancangzhou refers to, and he seriously mentioned the relationship between the nine-tailed fox and Irina.

Everyone ignored it and entered the inn together.

The desert is summarized in one word, it is heat.

This is true during the day and at night.

In the room, Feng Wuxin's whole body entered the warm water and slightly reduced her irritability.

Bai was scattered outside the bathtub, and Feng Wuxin leaned in the bathtub and unknowingly fell asleep.

At some point, a black shadow appeared in the room and walked slowly to the screen. The hotness in the Danfeng's eyes expressed his strong bathing and love in his heart without reservation.

Jiang Moyi stretched out his hand, gently stroked Feng Wuxin's cheek with his slender fingertips, and his somewhat rough palms rubbed the cold face over and over again.

At this time, the originally closed red eyes slowly opened, and the blood-red light instantly occupied the cold light in her eyes when she saw Jiang Moyi.

"In the middle of the night, His Majesty Jiang Guo broke into the woman's room and wanted to do something bad. If the people of the world knew about it, wouldn't they laughed out loud?"

Feng Wuxin sat in the bathtub and motionless, but red eyes stared at Jiang Moyi tightly to prevent him from doing anything bad.

Jiang Moyi stepped forward, Danfeng's eyes were filled with a gentle smile, and he looked at the angry face, and his slender fingertips slowly looked down.

"Why are you ridiculed when you come to see your husband when you see your wife? Or is your wife tempting her husband to do something bad."

Jiang Moyi's fingers touched Feng Wuxin's skin. At this time, Feng Wuxin, who was sank into the water, stood up. Under the candlelight, the scars crisscrossed on the porcelain white skin appeared in front of Jiang Moyi.

"Does it look good?"

Feng Wuxin smiled, not feeling shame because of Jiang Moyi's appearance or because of himself being naked. Instead, he took the initiative to take a step forward and got closer to him.

"Is it beautiful?"

Asking Jiang Moyi again, Feng Wuxin lowered his head and looked at the scars on his body. The hideous and ugly scars were hovering like huge centipedes.

"When I fell from the Acacia Jue Cliff, all the bones in my body were broken. Qing Mo had to cut my body open, connect the broken bones, and suture the torn wounds."

Does it hurt?

Of course it hurts.

That kind of pain is still painful when you think about it now, and it is unforgettable for this lifetime.

But now when she saw the expression in Jiang Moyi's eyes, she felt that it was no longer painful, but she was very happy!

Haha, do you blame yourself?

She doesn't need this kind of useless self-blame, this false concern.

Feng Wuxin stretched out his hand, holding Jiang Moyi's hand and moving downwards, touching the wound on his abdomen.

"There was this life here, but unfortunately it's gone."

The smile at the corner of his lips was strong, and Feng Wuxin raised his fingertips slightly and gently stroked Jiang Moyi's eyes.

That was the look she loved the most, and she tried her best to protect her, but now she only has hatred in her heart.

"Madam, give me another chance to love you, and I will use everything to compensate you."

"OK."

The two words answered Jiang Moyi in a crisp and neat way, which made Gu Yunya and Yancangzhou, who were guarding outside the door, frown, but Feng Wuxin's words then made the three of them look colder.

"Unless I die."

Will she forgive Jiang Moyi?

Yes!

Unless she dies.

Unless she is buried in loess, she will never forgive Jiang Moyi for doing, saying, and doing.

Absolutely not.

Squeak!

At this moment, the door sounded.

Hu Yanjue appeared in the room with a white long gown, stood in the screen and placed the white suit in his hand on it.

"It's already dark, and Master Feng needs rest. I'm still troubled His Majesty Jiang Guo, don't let Master Feng sleep."

As the sound of running water sounded, Feng Wuxin draped her white clothes on her body, and the white stained with water droplets was loose on both sides of her body.

"Gu Yunya, I'll give you a gift to His Majesty Jiang for me."

After the words came to an end, Feng Wuxin turned around and looked at it, turned around and entered the inner room and closed the door.

Gu Yunya walked into the room, and his long and narrow eyes fell on Jiang Moyi, wondering how he appeared in Feng Wuxin's room. "Your Majesty Jiang, please."
Chapter completed!