In Tianhuazhai, Fu Honglian looked at Ling Dou with some confusion, and the beautiful boy with silver and blue eyes stared at Fu Huan'er without any emotion.

At this time, Fu Huan'er was already asleep curled up on the couch, and she was still sobbing twice in her sleep.

"Tell her that I have returned to the soul stone. As long as she eats well and sleeps well, she will live as old as you in the future, and she will naturally see me again."

Fu Honglian pulled a pillow nearby and patted it over, but Ling Dou did not hide.

She said angrily: "Why didn't you tell Huan'er yourself just now? Don't you know what she listens to you the most? If you want to die, go quickly. Don't delay the good time. I will wake up early tomorrow and tell her that you are dying, so that she will completely forget you in a few years!"

Lingdou answered consistently: "Okay."

So he got up and prepared to go out.

"Is there really no way?" Fu Honglian asked behind her.

Lingdou stopped and said nothing.

"We have been together for more than a hundred years, and you don't know where you are now. You are really so cold-hearted and cold-hearted. Do you have nothing to say to us?" Fu Honglian took another step forward.

Lingdou heard this and turned around. He stretched out one of his hands and looked at his body a little more transparent.

Fu Honglian frowned.

Lingdou smiled at her: "I thought I had lived too long and had already seen everything. Today I realized that I was born into the Soul Stone, and only knew to protect the owner of the Soul Stone, and didn't ask any questions about the rest. Now that I think about it, I actually don't know anything. I don't know where the choices in the past came from, and I don't know if the moon will be accompanied by stars tomorrow night, but there are two things I know."

Fu Honglian was stunned. It was the first time she had seen such a gentle and long-winded Lingdou for so long.

"The first thing, Liuwei, I felt familiar for the first time when I saw you, but I couldn't remember it. Perhaps there was always fate in the dark that I couldn't let me think too much. To this day, I have to make a decision for myself, because I suddenly figured out the second thing: If there is a second person in this world who I want to protect, her name must be Fu Huan'er."

While Fu Honglian was still thinking about this passage, Lingdou had already opened the door and walked out.

The building is filled with wind tonight.

Lin Xiaotang was waiting for An Sanping with a jar of wine at Qilin Lord, but Gu Huayin hurried down, with his worries on his face, and ignored him when he saw him and left. Just as he was about to go up and take a look, someone called him behind him: "Lin Xiaotang."

Lin Xiaotang turned around and smiled: "You should call me Big Brother."

Chu Wenxin lowered her eyelids and looked uninterested: "Where is my Ping'er?"

Lin Xiaotang pointed to the Qilin Pavilion, and she walked in silently.

Lin Xiaotang was guessing what was wrong with her, and then she heard a voice behind her: "Lin Xiaotang?"

Lin Xiaotang sighed: "What's wrong with me today? I'm just calling me alone? Lingdou, Ping'er is upstairs."

He didn't want to look back at Lingdou.

"I'm not here to find him, I'm here to find you." Ling Dou's voice... Lin Xiaotang had a bad premonition. He turned around and saw Ling Dou's ever-charming smile. Before he could react, Ling Dou took action!

This feels too familiar, it is the feeling of powerlessness and bloodiness of the snow-capped mountains in the polar regions...

Before Lin Xiaotang fainted, he heard a weak sentence from himself: "Die Cat, what's your idea of ​​beating me?"

An Sanping was sitting in Changyue's room at this time, watching Changyue stew something on the small clay stove next to him, saying to him: "Wait for a moment and it will be fine soon."

An Sanping was so excited that he replied lightly: "Thank you, Senior Brother, I'm not hungry."

"I think the moisture in Lihun Valley is quite heavy, and it is easier for dampness to enter the body at the turn of summer and autumn. You just drank wine in the evening dew in the wind, and then stopped the breath. I worry that you will be in bad condition if you get heat and dampness."

After saying that, Chang Yue took a pottery cup, scooped out one from the small furnace and cauldron on the fire, and brought it to him: "Drink slowly."

An Sanping had never smelled this: "What is this?"

"Haoxiang drinks to prevent filth and relieve heat."

An Sanping silently picked it up and took a sip, looked at Chang Yue beside him, remembering the days when he was carefree day and night a few months ago, his eyes turned red: "Senior brother, I don't want to be the World Honored One, I want to go back to the Lihua Courtyard with you."

He really missed the thick and ancient pear wood table in the senior brother's hall. Every time he went in and saw Chang Yue sitting in front of the desk, he felt very relieved. He liked to surround Chang Yue since he was a child, turning around and pounding jars. His senior brother only raised his eyes slightly while reading books, casting spells behind him to help those jars and jars up, and never scolded him.

He missed Changyue to teach him how to write, how to spell, and how to distinguish medicine. The fragrance of pears on Changyue's clothes made him feel particularly comfortable. He even missed the days when his senior brother punished him for practicing.

He didn't think there was anything good about the bland years in the mountains at that time. Now he was only a few months away, but he was very scared. Once he entered the world, he was worried that he would never have such a life again.

When Chang Yue saw that he was about to cry, he patted his hand on the shoulder: "Okay. That's your home, you can go back at any time. If you don't want to do anything, don't make things difficult for you for your brother, and you are also willing to help you do it. But you are not only the World Honored One who everyone is looking forward to, but you are also An Ci's son, Qingluo Sect disciple, Chu Wenxin's younger brother, and Xuan Zhengtang's descendant."

He didn't say anything more because Chu Wenxin was coming.

Chu Wenxin didn't knock on the door, and came in angrily, picked up An Sanping's cup of tea and drank it. Before An Sanping could stop her, she held her mouth and almost spit it out. She swallowed it and asked with her big eyes, "What's so bad?"

An Sanping blinked his eyes: "Uh..."

Chu Wenxin picked it up and drank it in one breath, pouted and said, "Is it poison? Forget it to poison me!"

She simply turned around and sat next to An Sanping, leaning her head against his shoulder. An Sanping smiled when she saw this, "Sister, who offended you? I... will I help you hit him?"

Chu Wenxin said in a helpless voice: "You ~ can't beat him."

An Sanping looked at Chang Yue.

Who else can be there in this situation?

Feng Qis must have messed with her.

Chang Yue raised her eyebrows, silently took another bowl and poured some Huoxiang drinks, and pushed them to her: "Today, you brother and brother, it's okay to drink more of this soup."

Chu Wenxin seemed to be getting more and more angry the more she thought about it. She sat up straight and said, "Ping'er, you judge, that Feng Qisi is so rogue! I said I liked me and said I wouldn't marry me, so I didn't care! Unexpectedly, he quietly secretly issued the appointment letter. Now, he suddenly told my father that he couldn't marry me... He changed his orders over and over again! He didn't want to be face-received by my daughter's family! It's too unreasonable! I... I don't chop him to stew the soup and can't help the hatred in my heart!!"

She drew out the sword seriously, turned around and walked out the door. An Sanping hurriedly pulled her, and Feng Qisi walked in and looked at them: "Chuchu, who are you going to cut down?"

Chang Yue took a sip of tea: "You."

Chu Wenxin simply pointed at him with a sword: "I chop you up and stew the soup!"

Feng Qisi looked at Chu Wenxin and smiled seriously, "Oh? I am so proud of the white crane in the clouds with the rich and flowing virtues of heaven. I am really innocent. I don't understand what the girl wants to eat me?"

Chu Wen was filled with anger: "A hypocrite! He speaks without trust! He is not worthy of his position!"

Chang Yue nodded while listening to her scolding.

Feng Qisi caught a glimpse of this situation and curled his lips: "Brother Chang Yue, I'm talking to Neiko, why don't you know how to avoid suspicion?"

Chang Yue smiled and said, "This is obviously my room? Oh, there is..." He seemed to have thought of a good idea and slowly turned around with a teacup.

Chu Wenxin held the sword and refused to let go: "They are all my parents' home...my family, what's the inconvenience?! If you dare to lie to me, I will take my whole family to stew you together!"

Feng Qisi laughed silently and bent down to Chu Wenxin and gave a big gift: "Miss, please ask me if you have any questions. I will definitely know everything... Besides, the world knows no lies in Mu Cangfeng!"

"Take it seriously?" Chu Wenxin asked.

Chang Yue, who was behind their backs, replied, "Take it seriously. This is his only advantage. It is also thanks to their Mu Cangfeng's ancestral teachings."

"Okay!" Chu Wenxin asked him: "Then you said... why... you... after you got a hiring, you told my father... you won't marry me?" Her momentum was lost in the second half of the sentence, and her hand holding the sword was a little soft. She realized it and quickly grabbed the hilt of the sword again to keep the posture.

An Sanping couldn't help but laugh.

Feng Qisi looked into her eyes: "So you threatened me with a sword now because you heard this?"

A growing smile appeared on his face. He walked closer and reached out to take Chu Wenxin's sword away, looked down at her and said, "You ran away halfway through listening. In fact, it was just something that delayed the wedding date and postponed it. At the latest, just when the first pear blossom blooms next year, how about you? At that time, what betrothal gifts should be, where to get married, and where to live, everything is up to you to decide, what?"

Chu Wenxin pursed her lips, her face as pink as peach blossoms.

Chang Yue cleared her throat when she heard this: "Ping'er comes with me, I'll bring you some medicines."

An Sanping had temporarily left his worries and was very happy for his sister. He obeyed his senior brother.

Chang Yue took him to the next door. An Sanping thought it was just to avoid suspicion, but when he saw that he really took out a few medicine bags: "This pack is fresh grass of Huoxiang. You can ask them to help you decoct water and drink it. It doesn't matter if you hang these packs on the four corners of the room. If you hang them on your body, you can avoid snakes and insects in the wild. This pack is also carried, and can be applied externally and taken internally to stop bleeding and healing. Don't think about Huanling Pills for everything, it is a life-saving medicine."

"Senior Brother..." An Sanping hugged the medicine in his arms: "If I want to go back and get it myself."

"My mother is worried about her son walking thousands of miles away, which is also what Anci means."

When An Sanping was reminded of this, he remembered the words An Ci told him before going down the mountain, and lowered his head and thought: "Then... this World Honored One, let me do it first!"

Chang Yue nodded: "Okay."

As he spoke, he suddenly felt that the room was dark, and Jiugonggao's voice came from outside: "Shangxian, the fire is extinguished, Du Fengze is gone!"

They were shocked when they heard this, opened the window and flew down. Everyone also arrived in front of the barrier, and there was a large scorched earth that the Soul-Leaving Valley could not escape. However, Du Fengze, who should have sealed himself in it, disappeared!

"How is that possible?" An Ci said: "They have been watching here, unless he is burned to death by his poor self-sealing skills. Could it be that someone else entered the fire under your nose, removed the sealing skills and took him away?"

At this moment, everyone had an unknown premonition: if such a person is really an enemy, the future world of immortal cultivation will be unimaginable bloody storm.
Chapter completed!