Imitation, the entire West Sea, lifeless...

It’s so strange to be silent, but it’s getting more and more scared...

After learning about the knowledge of the various parties in the West Sea, Feng Chuge and the imperial dust began to prepare.

The various industries under the Fengyue Building have been expanded by Fengchu songs for the past six years, and the management of various industries has almost only recognized Fengchu songs.

Now that it has fallen out with the clouds, Feng Chuge has reorganized all the industries, and the industries that should belong to them are now completely under the hands of Feng Chuge.

Bei Xuan stayed here and guarded these industries for Fengchu songs.

Bei Xuan was originally not very willing. He wanted to follow the imperialism and help him all the way, but the emperor did not let it go.

Helpless, he had to be as good as Feng Chu song, to take care of her industry.

Everything is confessed. On this day, the Fengchu song and the emperor are absolutely dusty, and finally set off.

The sun is shining gold, and the sky is beautiful.

In the morning, Feng Chuge and the emperor cleaned up the things and prepared to go on the road.

Green bamboo looked at Fengchu song, and his eyes were sentimental. "Miss, be careful on the road..."

"Well, take care of Biluo."

"Good." Green Bamboo discovered earlier that every time the lady mentioned the Lord, she looked wrong. Now, I finally know why. She did not think that the Lord had always used the lady.

However, as has been said, once Miss and the Lord fell out, they will not hesitate to choose Miss!

Green bamboo lightly red lips, watching the Fengchu song. "Miss, Green Bamboo is waiting for you to come back."

Feng Chuge swayed his lips, and then looked at this Yuntian College, and was preparing to leave, but it may be, not far from the red woman flying away. "Little!!"

Looking at the sound, I saw that the Emperor Jinglian flew forward, and behind her, she followed the clouds.

"You came."

"Small, the cloud brother has something to say to you."

"Hmm?" Feng Chu song brows.

At this moment, the face of Yun Qian Che’s Zhang Junyi reveals a few dignified weights. When he came forward, the imperial dust on the side was also called away by Di Jinglian.

Yun Qian Che went to the Fengchu song, condensed, looked up for a long time, word by word, "I, I remembered."

"Is it?" Feng Chuge smiled.

"I'm sorry -" Yun Qian is very earnest. "But, fortunately, you are not a brother and sister."

Sorry, this makes the Fengchu song different. She is now extremely certain that Yunqian Che should have something to do with Yunxiao Master. "Are you not a Yunjia person? These things, what are you doing with you?"

Clouds and thousands of eyes have passed through a bitter bitterness. "I am indeed a Yun family, but my biological father is Yunxiao-"

This sentence, blasted under the heart of Fengchu.

Feng Chu songs look at the clouds and thousands of Che.

Clouds...

Clouds and thousands of...

"how come?"

"The ones you have experienced should have been my experience. The hatred of the clouds is supposed to be reported by me. It should not be you..."

"So you have been very embarrassed to me?" Feng Chuge finally understood every time the cloud looked at her guilty eyes.

"Not bad." Cloud Qianqi nodded.

Feng Chu sang a red lips and smiled faintly. "It's not your fault, why should you apologize. Just, I want to tell you, Yunxiao, he is my enemy."

"I will not interfere with your business." Yun Qian Che looked up and said faintly.

"That's good." Feng Chuge lightly hooked her lips, her eyes swept past the Emperor Jinglian, who was talking to the Emperor, "She is a good girl, treat her well."