Immortal Immortal: Uncle, please give me a hug

As soon as these words came out, everyone stopped talking and looked stunned.

It's unbelievable how this waste material without a trace of spiritual power could be a descendant of the God Race.

But in a short while, everyone who was originally mocking changed their expressions, and even Yirou, who was originally stingy, came out to smooth things over: "I said how did Junior Sister Feng Xi be born so agile? Be different!"

"Yes, yes!" Someone kept echoing.

Hearing this, Feng Xi couldn't help laughing, what did they say about her before.

Calling her a waste with a look of disgust, or simply ignoring her, it would be considered kind-hearted not to mock her.

What is the sudden change of attitude of these people now, even if she is a protoss, she is just a useless goddess, isn't she?

It's just a daughter that was forgotten by Feng Huang, Feng Xi would rather they just treat her as an ordinary waste material.

In this way, you won't lose the face of the Protoss, and lose the face of the empress!

"Junior Sister Feng Xi!"

"Junior Sister Feng Xi?"

Feng Xi's soul flew out of the sky, and was called back by Yirou with a gentle voice: "En!"

I have to say that this Senior Sister Yirou, as her name suggests, is so weak that anyone who sees her wants to protect her.

"Master Yixie has always loved you the most, why don't you come and perform a stunt this time to please the old man?"

"Acting?" Feng Xi was dumbfounded. What kind of thing is this? It's not suitable for her at all.

"Women are mostly dancing, musical instruments, and talents. I don't know what Feng Xi is good at?" Qing Yan lowered his head and chuckled knowingly.

Feng Xi shook her head, knowing that she didn't know anything, wasn't this a deliberate joke or something.

Yirou asked slightly crying: "Junior Sister Fengxi is unwilling to be with us?"

Nima, the legendary magical skill of crying as soon as you say it, Yirou's pitiful little appearance made Fengxi a little panicked: "No... no!"

Qing Yan pretended to be puzzled and said: "Then what does Junior Sister Feng Xi mean?"

"I'm afraid, Master doesn't have the patience to look at it!" Feng Xi said weakly, she knew Sha Yixie's character very well, and couldn't bear to look at those messy things at all.

Yirou's face immediately changed from cloudy to sunny when she heard the words: "How could that be? If Master Yixie knows that Junior Sister Feng Xi has such filial piety, he will be very pleased."

Nima, talking to junior sister Feng Xi, Feng Xi's cold air rose, and he sighed inwardly, don't they feel the chills at all?

It was rare for them to have such kind eyes towards Feng Xi, Qing Yan gave Feng Xi an encouraging look: "Junior Sister Feng Xi might as well give it a try."

"That's fine!" Since even Qing Yan said that, Feng Xi instantly responded as if her brain was congested.

"In that case, Feng Xi comes with me!" Yi Rou originally wanted to grab Feng Xi's hand affectionately, but suddenly withdrew her hand as if thinking of something, with a slight sweat on her forehead.

Feng Xi didn't care, as she walked to the other side, there were all kinds of musical instruments on the table one by one.

The most recent case is a guqin, Feng Xi glanced back and forth several times, and came to a conclusion that this thing looks pretty good!

The sharp-eyed Yirou asked softly, "Junior Sister Feng Xi wants to try this guqin?"

Feng Xi lowered her head and made a sound like a mosquito: "But I won't..."

"It's okay, just try."

"Oh..." Feng Xi stretched out her hand curiously, and the Guqin with excellent sound quality moved with her fingertips.

There was a sound of broken strings that had a very return: "噗破破..."

"Break one, break two, break three..." Feng Xi counted the broken strings in a very orderly manner with surprise on her face, and instantly felt: So playing the piano is quite fun!

"My Yaoxiqin!!!" The unknown male disciple behind him wailed, rushed to Guqin, and glared at Fengxi with resentment.

Feng Xi dodged it quite nimbly, only to hear the man crying bitterly while holding the crippled Yao Xiqin: "What you broke wasn't the strings of the piano, it was my lifeblood!"

Feng Xi looked at the man's lower body with difficulty, and was extremely puzzled: "Your lifeblood is really thin!"

The room roared with laughter, Yirou covered her lips and said, "It's just a few broken strings, it doesn't matter, Junior Sister Feng Xi can try something else?"

Can she say no?

In the blink of an eye, a piece of rice paper was placed, and Fang Gumo's desk was brought to Feng Xi's eyes.

She was surprised: "Is this asking me to paint?"

"Junior Sister is really smart!" Yi Rou exclaimed.

"Hey!" Feng Xi smirked.

I don't know if the person who laughed at her as a waste in the past is the person in front of me?

Nothing else, isn't it so easy to paint: "Senior Sister Lao Yirou grinds the ink!"

Give some color and open the dyeing workshop, Yirou's face froze, and then opened the ink.

Feng Xi never called to stop, so Yirou had no choice but to grind until two-thirds of the ink was gone, thinking that the ink grinder's hands were almost useless: "Senior Sister Yirou has worked hard."

Yi Rou stopped, and immediately someone stepped forward to offer her courtesy and massage her: "I don't know what Senior Sister wants to draw?"

"Just look at it!" Feng Xi didn't even take the brush, but directly picked up the inkstone, and poured the ink directly on the white rice paper.

Although there are ink dots blooming, after a while, there is only a ball of ink on the white rice paper, which is black and blurry, and it is completely impossible to see that it is drawing the junior sister.

Someone said regretfully: "This is precious millennium ink!"

Yirou was so infuriated by this little girl that she almost couldn't hold back the smile on her angry face: "Junior Sister Feng Xi really has a different vision."

Feng Xi pretended she didn't hear it at all, her eyes had locked on to the sapphire Changxiao in Qing Yan's hand at the moment, it was transparent as a whole, and it looked like a valuable item.

To vent your anger, of course choose the most expensive and best!

Qing Yan clenched his hands a little bit, and said with a vigilant face: "Junior Sister Feng Xi must have taken a fancy to me, Xiao, right?"

"Senior Brother Qing Yan is really smart!" Feng Xi smiled and stretched out his hand, with a pure smile on his face: Since you know, then you can obediently take it.

Yirou flicked her eyes over, Qing Yan's small eyes wanted to slap Feng Xi to death, so she handed it over reluctantly.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Qingyan!" Feng Xi stretched out his hand to take it, but he didn't pull it lightly. Looking back, he saw that Qingyan was still pulling desperately. He could only grit his teeth and pull hard. The force was too much, almost pulling Qingyan to the ground. Come in your arms.

"It's so cool!" Feng Xi praised with a half-understanding, imitating Qing Yan's favorite movement on weekdays, twirling the jade flute in the palm of his hand, playing with it.

However, Feng Xi's palm was obviously too small, and Yu Xiao fell to the ground accidentally.

With the clear cracking sound, the sapphire Changxiao instantly shattered into pieces of jade all over the floor.

With Chang Xiao shattered all over the ground, it was Qing Yan's extremely painful heart.

Feng Xi spread her slender palms, and said embarrassedly: "I really didn't mean it, Senior Brother Qing Yan, please forgive me!"

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