Outside the quiet room, Jing Fu was waiting at the door for Chao Chao to open the door, "Uncle Jing, father lets you in."

"Well. Chaochao, you go back first. I will quarrel with your father later and I will embarrass you again."

"Uncle is joking, how dare father talk about you." Chaochao chuckled.

"good."

Nod towards Chao Chao.

Jing Fu opened the door and walked in, "Are you hungry?"

Jin Huai closed the book and said, "Is it you who told Chaochao not to send food?"

"I think confinement is similar to seclusion. It's reasonable to not send food." Jing Fu said seriously.

Jin Huai sat down and said, "Food."

Jing Fu handed over the rice.

Jing Huai stood up and walked around, "You can actually see a panoramic view of the country from the quiet room."

"Um."

"The ancestors once said that people who stay in a quiet room are often confused. They built the quiet room at the highest point of the country, so that they can see everything in the distance. Jinhuai, what do you think the ancestors want to say?"

Jinhuai turned his head to the left, watching the wind blowing the gauze curtain, blinking slowly and saying nothing.

Jing Fu looked at his hair that was blown by the wind, "Jin Huai is better at persuading people than I am. I think these principles are fairer than mine."

"So what if it's Yinbai? I'm just hiding here and not daring to go out."

"Brother actually doesn't hate Jiu Mei, but he just can't get over the test in his heart, but why don't I hate myself? As long as Shui Jing was given a little affection, she and I wouldn't be where we are today. That day, my brother came to persuade me,

I just thought that the deceased has passed away, and we can no longer look back, even if it is not for ourselves, but for the sake of our families. After all, God never leaves us enough time."

Jin Huai stood up and looked at Jing Fu, "As long as Feng Lin is here, everything will be fine." After saying this, he walked into the inner room.

"Li Yue is gone." Jing Fu gritted his teeth before Jin Huai disappeared from his sight.

"Why?" Jin Huai was shocked by the news and held his hand on the pillar.

"It was three years ago. Just one month after Yun Shu left, she created a huge illusion to deceive all of us. At that time, you decided to come to the quiet room for retreat. We all know the reason. Even if there is chaos outside,

The regiment did not bother you, but things are different now. The Red Demon fought with us, and Feng Lin and Yushan were seriously injured by it. It is no longer suitable to think about this at this moment."

"Fourth sister...how could this happen?" The hand holding the wooden pillar kept curling up.

Jing Fu stepped forward and said, "The reason why the quiet room stands above the mountains and rivers is to tell the people in the quiet room that if you are in the fog, you might as well look outside. You are here in the mountains and rivers."

The only person in the world who has no reason to protect you desperately, right? Brother?"

Jin Huai left the wooden pillar and walked inside. Jing Fu did not follow him, but just watched his back disappear from his sight.

Three years passed in the blink of an eye, and the Red Devil forces and the Natural Tribe were at a draw, and the Red Devils were in peace. One year later, the Red Devils suddenly issued an order for massacre, and war and disputes were inevitable.

In the Nuwa Clan Hades Temple, Qingli sat on it and faced Chengqi, "It's not that I don't want to help you. I have faded away from these disputes. If I help you find out the identity of the Red Demon, God will not make it easy for me.

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Chengqi chuckled, "Hundreds of years of friendship? That's all that's left now?"

Qingli looked at Chengqi, "Chengqi, you should think about yourself. Why drag yourself in for these people and things? With Zi Renshi protecting you, no one can do anything to you. You just take your mission and responsibility too seriously.

"

"I'm not you. You can go looking for a deserted place, but I can't."

"How many years have passed, how many of you have fought for that vain destiny? I'm really curious what your expression would be like if one day you knew that your current persistence is useless?"

"If you don't want to help, just tell me." Chengqi stood up and put the tea cup on the table.

Qing Li stood up and said, "The Red Demon is a dead end. Unraveling it will only lead to a greater disaster. It's not that I don't want to help you. I can't calculate the chances of you surviving. I just want to advise you to leave early."

Chengqi turned around and his momentum shook the floating mural next to him back to the wall, "I understand."

"Mother?" A little head poked out. Chengqi was startled by the voice and turned around. He saw a six-year-old girl lying next to Qingli's legs, "I didn't expect you to raise children."

Qingli stroked the girl's head and said, "Yes, there is nowhere in this world where there is no one."

Chengqi looked at the girl with green eyes, two bun-like buns, and a golden snake-shaped bracelet on her bracelet. It could be seen that Qingli valued her, "Well, then I won't

Sorry to bother you."

"Yes." Qingli picked up the girl and waited until Chengqi's spiritual energy could no longer be detected, then said, "From now on, mother is not allowed to come out to see outsiders."

"Why?" The girl tilted her head and looked at Qingli.

"Because they are all bad people and will separate us both."

"Oh." The girl nodded, "Lan Ping doesn't want to be separated from her mother."

Qingli's forehead touched Lan Ping's, "Mother doesn't want to either."

When Chengqi returned to Jiangshan, Fenglin collected his spiritual power and made a gift to "aunt."

"Have you told Kunlun?"

"Well, she said it's no problem, but we still have to go through the basic process."

Chengqi sat down and said, "This way we become a thing."

"Where's Chief Fu?"

"She didn't agree. You guessed it right."

Feng Lin glanced at Chengqi and said, "It seems that the patriarch also said something else."

Chengqi nodded but said nothing.

"Clan Chief Fu has been hiding from the world for a long time, so it's normal for him not to want to. Then Feng Lin will go arrange another matter first."

"You go ahead." Chengqi closed his eyes.

After leaving Chenyao Pavilion, Chen Yue had been waiting for Feng Lin in Tingfeng Pavilion for a long time.

"Auntie." Chenyue saluted.

"I have already told Lord Kunlun that on a cloudy day, you can take Yuanyuan to Kunlun, and Yunxiao will pick you up."

"Um."

"With your current abilities, there should be no problem with flying invisibly, but Yuanyuan still needs you to take care of him. I don't trust him."

"Chenyue knows."

"One more thing." Feng Lin took out three letters, "The first one is for Kunlun Lord, you need to hand it to him personally, and the second one will be opened by yourself after... our death."

Chenyue's eyes dimmed instantly, "Aunt?"

Feng Lin glanced at him, "I know it's cruel to tell you now, but this is something you have to go through. And wait until you think we won't come back to open the third letter. When you open this letter, you

These younger generations can live a stable life." Feng Lin pursed his lips.

"Chenyue...I know."

"Chen Yue." Feng Lin called him this for the first time. He looked up at Feng Lin and a thick book was stuffed into his hand. "In it are all of Yuan Yuan's hobbies, habits, and food. He will give it to you from now on."

"

Chenyue was stunned at first, then nodded, "I will."

"I hope he lives a good life, so I won't tell him the truth. I also hope that one day he will know the truth and you can stop him from hating my decision today."

"The moon is dark and white."

"Then I'll leave it to you." Feng Lin turned around, and Chen Yue slowly turned around and left, with the three letters in his hands wrinkled.

Feng Lin walked to the backyard, where Jing Xu was practicing his sword. When he saw Feng Lin, he said, "Aniang!"

Feng Lin remained silent, his dark eyes indicating that he should continue.

The apricot blossoms in the backyard fell on Feng Lin's shoulders. Feng Lin didn't pay attention, watching Jing Xu's playful swordsmanship in his eyes.

"Auntie, what do you think?"

"You're very playful." Feng Lin turned out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

"How could it be possible? Uncle Chuan said these are serious swordsmanship." Jing Xu smiled at Feng Lin.

"The swordsmanship is good, but the person who uses it is too impetuous."

"Oh." Jing Xu put the sword on his back, "Brother came to see me today and taught me some sword skills."

"Jing Hui?"

"Yeah, yes." Jingxu nodded.

"Let me see."

"Okay." Jingxu ran to the open space and began to demonstrate the swordsmanship taught by Jinghui.

After the demonstration, Feng Lin frowned and said, "Swordsmanship is good, but to make good use of it, you need to practice more."

"Yes." Jingxu replied with a smile.
To be continued...