Feng Yujunyan was a little stiff, and her eyes suddenly became a little distant: "She... is not a fool."

Yun Qingxu looked at Feng Yu coldly and sneered: "Swish! I lost my memory after being severely injured on my head. In the end, I remember nothing. I only know how to eat and play all day long. Oh, and you, Your Highness Yu. You have never even increased your cultivation level. What is this a fool?"

Feng Yu heard Yun Qingyun's tone that seemed to have taken gunpowder, and she was secretly happy, glad that she could be jealous of him. But she was a little unhappy with the name "fool", after all...

He looked at Yun Qingyun and chuckled, "Yu'er is jealous, don't take your anger on others."

Yun Qingxiao snorted coldly, so she would not take her anger on a fool.

Suddenly, she saw the light purple phoenix flying beside Xian'er, frowned, and the seven-feathered purple phoenix. Is it the small phoenix born by the holy beast of the Cangyun Sect?

The maid called Xian'er the saint just now, so she is... Saint Cang Yun?

But isn’t Saint Cang Yun Yi Yuan? This is interesting. When did Cang Yun Sect change the Saint? He also changed the Saint who is not normal and innocent and so innocent?

Feng Yu saw her doubts and explained: "I guess Mr. Yu had also guessed Xian'er's identity. Her name is Yi Xian'er, and she is the twin sister of Yi Yuan, the saint of Cang Yun Sect."

Yun Qingyu smiled meaningfully: "I don't know that there is a saint in Cangyun Sect. But this saint has a close relationship with His Highness Yu. Brother Feng Yu said one by one, he is really close."

Feng Yu looked at Yun Qingyu helplessly, and then looked at Yi Xian'er who was sitting at the table eating pastries. "She has always only recognized delicious food, and the one with delicious food is naturally the brother."

When Yun Qingyu looked at him, he saw Yi Xian'er picking up pastries from Chu Xuanye, and he smiled brightly and shouted at Chu Xuanye: "Brother Xuanye."

Yun Qingqing pursed her lips and said nothing: "..."

Seeing Yun Qingyu's appearance, Feng Yu couldn't help but laugh, "I am ecstatic if I can call this too."

Yun Qingyun only snorted softly, then stared at him without looking sideways, with a deep sense in his eyes: "Your Highness Yu is really familiar with that saint. Or rather, Your Highness Yu is really familiar with Cang Yun Sect."

Before Feng Yu could answer the conversation, Yun Qingyu continued to face the sea breeze: "The saint had obvious scars under the bangs. It should be a brain injury, right? And it should be attacked by a frontal force and injured on a large scale. Although he saved his life, he lost his memory and became stupid."

"And the saint had the strength of the Spirit King before he was injured. If he attacked head-on, even the Spirit Emperor would not be able to dodge the spirit king and would seriously damage the brain. Therefore, the attack was not actually coming to her, but it was suddenly blocked by her, which severely damaged the brain."

"Your Highness, is this young master right?" Yun Qingxu looked at Feng Yu with a smile, but his words were filled with sarcasm.

No need to guess, she also knew that the saint was helping Feng Yu block the attack. Otherwise, how could Feng Yu let Yi Xian'er approach him with such a cold-hearted smile?

Feng Yu showed an admiring smile on his handsome face, and he clapped his hands as Yun Qingyan said, "The young palace master is really smart. If you are my enemy, I will have a headache."

Yun Qingxu glanced at him, facing the salty sea breeze with his hands behind his back, but his heart was a little unresolved.
Chapter completed!