Chapter 1,177 Yue Qingying

Chapter 1,177 Yue Qingying

Mr. Dan is very straightforward in his work.

After making the decision, he immediately took Tailong and Wang Wanben with him and flew to Qihe, Qianlong Academy.

After Mr. Dan and the other three left, Cheng Feng looked at Cheng Wutian.

"Grandpa, I'll go out later if I have something to do."

Cheng Feng said: "The time of return is uncertain. If you have anything important, go directly to the Yaowang Pavilion in Longcheng to find me."

Cheng Wutian nodded and warned: "Be careful when you go out. I heard that it is very uneasy outside recently."

"I know." Cheng Feng agreed with a smile.

Then he glanced at the Yaowang Pavilion deacon and prepared to go to Yaowang Pavilion.

"Cheng Feng, I'm going too."

At this moment, Long Aotian suddenly came over.

"I have something to do at Yaowang Pavilion, why are you going to join in the fun?"

Cheng Feng frowned: "You should stay here and refine the dragon essence."

"It's no fun for me to stay here alone."

Long Aotian said: "Besides, you can refine Long Yuan anytime and anywhere. It just so happens that you can go to Dragon City for a walk."

"Did you go to Dragon City for another purpose?"

Cheng Feng was a little suspicious: "I think you seem to be a little off lately."

"Nothing."

Long Aotian objected: "I'm just following you to visit Dragon City and see the local customs."

However, Long Aotian's denial only made Cheng Feng more suspicious.

Because this is not Long Aotian's style. If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Maybe there is something wrong with Long Aotian's innocence.

"Long Aotian, you can come with me."

Cheng Feng hammered: "After you fail to pass, you must not act recklessly and follow the command in all actions."

"I know."

Long Aotian waved his dragon claws and said carelessly: "Let's go quickly, you are as verbose as an old lady."

"If you weren't such a troublesome guy, would I be so verbose?"

Cheng Feng's face turned dark and he glared at Long Aotian fiercely.

Then, led by the middle-aged man, they flew to Yaowang Pavilion in Dragon City.

Yaowang Pavilion is located in the center of Longcheng, covering an area of ​​thousands of acres and having thousands of disciples. It is a second-class sect.

When Cheng Feng and Long Aotian, led by the middle-aged deacon, arrived at the center of Dragon City.

From a distance, I smelled a refreshing medicinal fragrance.

"Medicinal scent?"

Cheng Feng raised his eyebrows: "I guess Yaowang Pavilion will be arriving soon."

"What the young master said is true."

The middle-aged deacon said: "The attic in front is the headquarters of my Yaowang Pavilion."

Cheng Feng looked up and found that there was indeed an antique attic standing in front of him.

This attic has about five floors, built layer by layer, giving it a unique flavor.

On the highest level of the attic, there is a huge plaque hanging.

On the plaque, the three gilded characters "Yaowang Pavilion" are dazzling.

Soon, Cheng Feng and the others arrived in front of Yaowang Pavilion.

But Cheng Feng discovered an anomaly. The Yaowang Pavilion was actually empty, not even a single customer.

"What's going on?" Cheng Feng was a little surprised.

The dignified Yaowang Pavilion is a second-class alchemy sect, and a large number of warriors come to buy elixirs every day.

There are no guests today, which is a bit unusual.

"Master Cheng Feng, it's like this."

The middle-aged deacon smiled and said: "The old pavilion master heard that Mr. Cheng was coming, so he immediately announced a three-day closure to entertain you."

Just as he was talking, in the Yaowang Pavilion cabinet, a white-haired old man strode over.

When he saw Cheng Feng from a distance, he smiled and said, "Cheng Feng, you've finally arrived."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Grandpa Le, I kept you waiting for a long time."

Seeing the white-haired old man, Cheng Feng immediately bowed and saluted.

Because the person who came was none other than Le Canghai, the master of Yaowang Pavilion.

"It doesn't matter if I wait a moment. The important thing is that my family is Yingying."

Le Canghai came to Cheng Feng and scolded with a smile: "Since your kid left, that girl has been waiting for you for nearly a year."

"If you don't give her an explanation this time, I won't agree to it."

"Grandpa Le, you can rest assured."

Cheng Feng smiled and said: "Although I have not yet perfected the Purple Thunder Body Refining Technique, the masculine energy in my body has become stronger several times."

"It should be enough to completely remove the Taiyin energy from Miss Qingying's body."

At this point, Cheng Feng changed his tone and asked: "By the way, how is Miss Qingying doing recently?"

"Yingying's condition is not bad."

Le Canghai said: "Since I was infused with some masculine energy by you, Yingying is still very sleepy and tired."

"But it's much better than before."

"It would be great if the root of the disease could be dug out directly this time."

With that said, Le Canghai waved his hand: "Let's go in and talk about it later."

"It just so happens that Yingying is here. You young people can catch up on old times together."

Under the leadership of Le Canghai, Cheng Feng and the others entered Yaowang Pavilion.

When we arrived at a small exquisite courtyard, an alluring aroma of wine and food poured into our noses.

Cheng Feng looked up and saw a table of delicious food on the west side of the courtyard.

Beside the table, there is a beautiful figure who is doing the finishing work.

This beautiful figure, wearing goose-yellow clothes, has a slim figure and a quiet temperament, giving people the feeling of a lady.

When he heard the footsteps, he turned his head and looked over. A beautiful face immediately caught Cheng Feng's eyes.

This face may not be as delicate as Fang Fenfei's, not as beautiful as Gu Qingcheng, not as charming as Shang Shanling... but it is very attractive.

When people are silent, their minds will calm down and a sense of warmth will arise.

It was Yue Qingying who was suffering from a chronic illness.

"Master Cheng Feng...you are here."

Seeing Cheng Feng, Yue Qingying's eyes flashed with joy and she said softly.

"Ahem~~"

Hearing Yue Qingying's words, Cheng Feng suddenly realized that he had been staring at Yue Qingying for a long time.

I couldn't help but cough awkwardly: "Miss Qingying, long time no see."

"I haven't seen you for a while."

Yue Qingying nodded: "If you think about it carefully, it's been almost a year, right?"

"Oh, yes!"

I don't know what happened, but Cheng Feng was a little nervous when facing Yue Qingying.

After finishing a sentence, he actually didn’t know how to answer the question.

"Cheng Feng, what's going on with you? Why did your brain suddenly short-circuit?"

Long Aotian poked his head out of Cheng Feng's sleeve and said with twinkling eyes: "Could it be that you have some feelings for that sick girl?"

"It is rumored that when you humans meet someone you like, you will be at a loss and confused."

"And your current symptoms are very similar to the rumors."

"Go away, stop talking nonsense!"

Cheng Feng scolded Long Aotian, but some strange thoughts occurred in his heart.

Cheng Feng actually had a good impression of Yue Qingying.

Because Yue Qingying may not be as beautiful as Fang Fenfei, Gu Qingcheng, Yu Linglong...

But her gentleness, kindness, and purity... make her even more attractive.

At least in Cheng Feng's eyes, Yue Qingying was no worse than Fang Fenfei and the others, or even better.