Feng Qingyu's heart moved: "Fang Xiyan?!"

"Well, it's this name, why do you know it?" A hint of surprise appeared in Indra's eyes.

Feng Qingyu continued to ask: "Is it the successor of the Exorcist Yi family?" It would not be such a coincidence, right?!

"This is not very clear." Indra shook his head.

Feng Qingyu's eyes shined: "Then where is she now?"

Indra was smiling and hugged her tighter without hesitation: "She is in the snow-melting valley, little girl, you haven't answered the question of being a husband yet!"

Feng Qingyu blinked: "I can't be sure yet, let's talk about it when I see her." She was a friend of Fang Xiyan's senior sister Yi Lingxi in her previous life. She had met Fang Xiyan, and she had an amazing memory. She could remember almost everything she had met, let alone a lively gossip exorcist like Fang Xiyan? The two of them had been together before--

If she is really her, it will be lively. It is a standard old friend to meet! She really wants to know the news about her relatives in that world. Her sister Yin Yanyan doesn’t know if she is getting married? She promised to attend her wedding, but she traveled through time for no reason. She must be very sad that she can’t find herself. I don’t know how she is now?

A fire suddenly burned in Feng Qingyu's heart, and he wanted to rush back and see the girl-

"Master, have you saved her? Is she still in a coma now? When will she wake up?"

Indra looked at her: "How do you know she is still in a coma?"

Feng Qingyu made a face: "It's very simple. If she had woken up long ago, would Feng Xiaoxun be the emcee so honestly now? She would have taken people away!"

Indra pointed his finger and gently knocked her on the head: "You know him very well."

Feng Qingyu simply hugged one of his arms: "Of course you have to know clearly about your former opponent, otherwise you won't know how you die. You won't be jealous, right?"

Indra's fingers wrapped around a strand of hair on her temples and said lightly: "Well, I'm jealous, please make up for me!" He lowered his head and finally kissed his red lips that he had been thinking about for half a year...

Both of them were in love with each other, and this kiss was naturally like thunder that touched the earth's fire, and it was hard to part with it for a while...

Zheng Hun didn't know what time it was, a slightly evil magnetic voice suddenly came into the car: "You two are so relaxed, they are dressed up, and their clothes are messy. Their church is not good-looking-"
Chapter completed!