After comforting Zhu Lianshan, Zhang Ziyan walked up to Feng Wuchen again: "You are too impulsive!"
Feng Wuchen replied without changing his expression: "The sect leader should have seen clearly that Zhu Yu already intends to fight me until death! If I hold back again, he will only get worse. Just the sneak attack with the sword just now,
If it weren’t for my speed, I would be the one who died!”
Zhang Ziyan sighed: "This matter is indeed not your fault... It's just that Zhu Lianshan is narrow-minded and is famous for his revenge. If you kill his great-great-grandson in front of him, he will definitely try his best to seek revenge from you.
!”
Feng Wuchen said: "It doesn't matter, it's just...if you don't know, if Wuzong loses a supreme elder, will the sect master feel distressed?"
Hearing the implication of Feng Wuchen's words, Zhang Ziyan couldn't help but be stunned.
He didn't expect that this boy would have such a state of mind and courage.
"well……"
Zhang Ziyan sighed again, and immediately turned his sword fingers together, turning the purple energy at his fingertips into a curse seal and driving it into Feng Wuchen's body.
"You are doing this for me, right? During this period, try not to leave Wuzong! With this curse mark on you, if you are in any danger, I will be able to come over in the shortest possible time!"
"Thank you, Master!"
Feng Wuchen did not refuse.
Of course he knew that Zhang Ziyan's move was not only to protect him, but also to protect Zhu Lianshan.
Although the master of the Wuzong does not know his true strength, he does have a Dao sword in his hand. If there is a life and death fight, it may not be impossible for the weak to defeat the strong!
After thanking Zhang Ziyan, Feng Wuchen left.
On the road.
"How's it going? Have you found anything useful in your research?"
In the dragon abyss, Wei Yan said: "This sword has been under the sword pond for too long, and the spirit in the sword has almost dissipated... I tried to combine my consciousness with it to see if I can remember something! You
And remember, before I take the initiative to talk to you, you must not interrupt me, nor can you use this sword! Otherwise, all your efforts will be in vain..."
"How much time do you need?"
"
…”
However, when he asked this question, he was met with silence and no response.
Feng Wuchen was speechless and immediately returned to his residence in Wuyuan.
At night, the moon and stars are scarce.
On the floating island where Supreme Elder Zhu Lianshan lived, he saw that all the disciples on the island had been killed by swords. Zhu Lianshan's eyes were extremely cold, he had a bloody long sword in his right hand, and he was holding a light yellow envelope in his left hand.
On the envelope, it says: Elder Lianshan wishes you the best!
And above the signature, it was clearly written: Lingzong Jin Tianyi!
…
at the same time
Feng Wuchen was sitting on the bed, meditating with his eyes closed.
"Senior brother..."
Outside the room, Zi Han's voice came.
Feng Wuchen raised his eyebrows slightly, but still stood up and opened the door.
Outside the small courtyard where Feng Wuchen lives, Zihan can be seen with an uneasy face, repeating in her heart what Muqing said to her during the day: if you like it, you should speak out boldly and be more confident in yourself. Sometimes, if you miss it,
!But it’s really like dying for the rest of your life!
"I don't want to miss senior brother...I...I want to be with senior brother!"
"Crunch!"
Hearing the door open, Zihan stepped forward with a shy look on her face.
"Brother!"
"Is something wrong?" Feng Wuchen still had the same cold attitude.
Zihan hesitated for a long time. Finally, he took a deep breath and took off the hairpin from his head.
In an instant, the woman's waist-length hair was instantly scattered. Under the moonlight, it actually had a different kind of beauty.
However, Feng Wuchen had no intention of admiring such beautiful scenery, and his brows furrowed even more tightly. He didn't understand what kind of medicine this woman was selling in her gourd so late at night.
Immediately afterwards, Zi Han pushed the hairpin forward and handed it to Feng Wuchen.
"This is……"
Feng Wuchen subconsciously took the hairpin and asked.
But she saw a flash of joy in Zihan's eyes, and her face turned red instantly.
"You...you have already accepted other people's hairpins, and you are deliberately pretending to be stupid..."
For a moment, Feng Wuchen was even more confused!
"No... Junior Sister Zihan! I really don't understand what you mean. Does this hairpin have any special meaning?"
Tingfeng Wuchen didn't seem like a joke. The joy and shyness in Zihan's eyes were instantly wiped away, replaced by incomparable disappointment: "You... you don't know? How could you not know?"
"Junior sister Zihan...have something happened to you? Just say what you have to say..."
"Snapped!"
But before Feng Wuchen could finish saying something, Zihan couldn't help but burst into tears. She grabbed the hairpin and walked away.
"Zihan!"
Feng Wuchen wanted to stop the woman, but as soon as he took a step forward, he sighed again.
He is not the real Lu Ran... Why should he give her unreasonable hope when he can't give her a result?
"well……"
He sighed, returned to the room calmly, and closed the door.
"..."
Zihan ran wildly and shed tears all the way.
In her mind, she kept recalling every moment she had with Lu Ran.
"This hairpin of mine! It was a gift given to me by my mother-in-law when I came of age... It is also a token of adulthood for a woman in our clan! We only have this hairpin in our life! And we will only take it off in this life.
Once is the time to entrust your life to your sweetheart! And the person to whom we give the hairpin is the person we have decided to entrust our life to..."
This sentence was what she said to Lu Ran when she and Lu Ran were on a mission many years ago when Lu Ran asked her about her hairpin.
He should have already known what his hairpin represents?
Why is he pretending not to know?
"Lu Ran! I hate you...I hate you! I hate you!"
Zihan felt as if she was dead, and kept flying in one direction. Unknowingly, she had already flown out of Wuzong's range.
"well……"
She sighed and was about to turn her head when a big hand suddenly grabbed her from the air.
"who!"
Almost subconsciously, she reacted, took the sword, and slashed out with several sword energy.
However, that big hand was not a fuel-efficient lamp. With just these few sword energy, there was nothing he could do.
The two collided without any suspense, and the sword energy was easily crushed.
Zihan said something bad in her heart, and Zihan had no time to feel sad anymore, so she immediately ran away.
However, the big hand was one step ahead of her, directly blocking her escape route, and tightly restraining her with lightning speed.
"Let me go! I am a disciple of Wuzong... If you hurt me, I guarantee that Wuzong will do everything in his power to avenge me!"
"Haha... Now that things have happened, do you still want to scare me?"
At this time, I saw a figure falling from the sky above the black clouds.
When Zihan saw clearly the appearance of the visitor, she was stunned and even forgot to struggle.
"Tai... Taishang Elder? Why is it you? What mistake has this disciple made that you want to treat him like this?"
Zhu Lianshan sneered: "Haha! You are right...it was your friend, Lu Ran, who was wrong!"
Zihan suddenly felt bad: "You...what do you want to do?"
Chapter completed!