"Master, please give me a name for your lady!"
"She was born when the wind blew the bells, so let's call her Feng Ling'er!"
"..."
It’s been a long time.
The Feng family has been wiped out, and the young Feng Wuchen has been wandering with his little sister who is less than ten years old for several months. However, on a rainy night, this only blood relative also died in the hands of his enemies.
That night, his tears dried up.
Memories continue to flow, and Feng Wuchen is gradually brought back to reality.
In his mind, the young face in his memory gradually overlapped with the face of the woman in yellow shirt.
But it was at that moment that he suddenly woke up and turned around.
"What’s wrong with you?" ??
Facing everyone's inquiries, Feng Wuchen felt a little confused, turned around and rushed out of the hall.
Everyone looked confused: "This..."
Chi Yao looked worried: "I'll follow and take a look..."
"..."
After rushing out of Fuyao Hall, Feng Wuchen went straight to the sea of ​​clouds on the top of the mountain.
Standing in the sea of ​​clouds, he looked a little dazed.
"Is it just a simple resemblance?"
But he shook his head again.
Although that face was very different from that of the little girl back then, he remembered every bit of that face clearly, and there was no way he would admit it wrong.
"Why... is there her face in her memory? Is she not dead..."
At this time.
"What happened to you?" Chi Yao's voice suddenly came: "What did you see in that person's memory?"
Feng Wuchen smiled bitterly: "I..."
After opening his lips several times, Feng Wuchen suddenly waved his hand.
The next moment, a curtain of light appeared in front of him, and above the curtain was the woman in yellow.
"who is she?"
"My sister!"
"Your sister?" Chi Yao frowned and glanced at Feng Wuchen speechlessly: "Feng Ning? Then why are you reacting so violently? Since the other party is targeting you, he will also
It’s not surprising that he would attack your sister.”
Feng Wuchen smiled bitterly: "It's not Feng Ning! It's the Taixuan Tianfeng family... my biological sister, Feng Ling'er!"
"What?"
At this moment, Chi Yao finally showed a look of surprise.
She also knew a little about Feng Wuchen's past.
The Feng family was wiped out many years ago, leaving only Feng Wuchen and his younger sister Feng Ling'er to depend on each other. However, not long after, Feng Ling'er also died in the hands of his enemies.
Originally Feng Wuchen could not survive the disaster, but at a critical moment he met Meng Guyan and was taken back to Fuyao Palace by him, and he escaped.
"Isn't your sister... dead long ago?"
Feng Wuchen nodded: "Yes...she did die, and she died in my arms! I originally wanted to bury her in the Feng family's ancestral land, but on the eve of the burial, her body disappeared. I always thought that she
She was taken away by a monster! Now that I think about it... My cultivation level was too low at the time, and my judgment may not be accurate. Maybe she didn't die, but was just taken away by someone!"
Chi Yao frowned and asked again: "It's been so many years, are you sure that's your sister? Could it be that she just looks similar?"
Feng Wuchen shook his head: "Absolutely impossible! There is a mole in the corner of Xiao Ling'er's eye, which is the most obvious. And the woman in the memory of the woman in black also has that mole. The position and shape are exactly the same. Isn't that right?
Might be a coincidence!”
Before this, Feng Wuchen had always thought that he was alone, but he never thought that his once most cherished sister was still alive.
For a moment, his heart was filled with mixed feelings, sadness and joy.
"If little Ling'er is really alive, what has she experienced in these years? Has she suffered a lot..."
Thinking of this, his tears kept rolling down.
A man doesn't shed tears easily, but he hasn't reached the point where he is sad.
Seeing this, Chi Yao's expression softened and she quickly comforted: "Don't
You think too much! Your sister is still alive. Isn’t this great news for you? "
After being comforted by Chi Yao, Feng Wuchen felt a little relieved and nodded: "Thank you!"
"I will summon Zhongtian Realm about this matter and ask my brother to check it for you. If there are any clues about your sister, I will inform you!"
"good!"
At this time, Chi Yao glanced at Feng Wuchen helplessly.
"After all these years, you are still acting like this! In order to save those three hundred disciples, you almost caused your own soul to collapse. Is that what it is?"
Feng Wuchen smiled bitterly: "Whether I can save them or not is one thing, but I know that I must try my best. If not, I will feel uneasy..."
After saying that, Feng Wuchen suddenly turned around and asked Chi Yao: "That's right! How have you done what I told you before?"
Chi Yao thought for a moment and said slowly: "The preparations are almost complete, and all the forces that should be invited are almost invited! The current situation of Fuyao Palace is also based on what you said, adding more details... But many forces seem to be unable to sit down.
Come on, I’m afraid it won’t be peaceful on the day of the Grandmaster’s Immortal Presentation Ceremony!”
Feng Wuchen nodded: "This is what I want! Now there are twenty days until the January period. I need to retreat for a while. Everything in Fuyao Palace will be left to you!"
"Are you going to break through again?"
"Um……"
Chi Yao was silent for a moment and suddenly said: "You can come in and out of my bedroom at will."
"This..." Feng Wuchen didn't expect Chi Yao to say this, and immediately smiled: "What about you?"
"Yingying and I have a squeeze!"
"oh……"
Chi Yao raised her eyebrows slightly: "Are you disappointed?"
Feng Wuchen gave a bad smile: "A little bit!"
"Ha... man!"
After snorting coldly, the woman drifted away.
Looking at the woman's retreating figure, Feng Wuchen felt as if he was suddenly separated from the rest of the world.
It seems like I have returned to the time when I first arrived at Fuyao Palace.
At that time, Chi Yao was so beautiful at that time...
For a moment, Feng Wuchen's expression gradually darkened, he withdrew his thoughts, and already had his next goal in mind.
Wind chimes!
He must understand the ins and outs of this.
If the person behind the scenes dares to hurt his only remaining family member, he will not let him go no matter what.
"..."
Time flies!
In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.
Since Feng Wuchen went into seclusion half a month ago, the area near Chi Yao's palace has been filled with extremely rich heavenly spiritual energy. In a short period of time, it has become a spectacle.
At this moment, in the palace.
Feng Wuchen's side was covered with leftover spirit fruits and sky spirit crystals that had turned into powder.
After the previous battle in Fuyao Palace, he took out 80% of his family wealth.
Such a breakthrough almost depleted his inventory!
In the seventh level of Longyuan.
Feng Wuchen's consciousness transformed, and a black ancient sword hung in front of him, glowing with a faint black light.
After fifteen days of suffering, he had almost refined the seventh-level sword.
At one moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.
"Buzz!"
At the same time, the three-foot-long sword trembled and let out a sword cry.
The next moment.
After taking the long sword, the name of this sword instantly appeared in Feng Wuchen's mind.
"Quiexie!"
After saying the name of this sword, Feng Wuchen stood up suddenly and slowly waved the sword in his hand.
At that moment, in the entire seventh level, the chaos dispersed and sword intent surged in!
After brewing for a moment, thousands of swords were already hanging in the gray sky.
Feng Wuchen's body soared into the sky, in the center of ten thousand swords, but Xie slashed out, and all the swords sank, swallowing up the sun and the moon!
Chapter completed!