"Brother Feng, don't listen to her nonsense, she wants to take you away." Wu Buyong was furious after hearing this, pointed at the woman in black and roared: "You bitch, you want her to die.

, don’t think I can’t hear it, stop dreaming, I will kill you monster right now.”

Feng Jueyu was horrified to see Wu Buyong's violent temper. Seeing Wu Buyong's palm about to fall on the Tianling Gai of the woman in black, Feng Jueyu was so frightened that she quickly stepped forward and grabbed Wu Buyong's hand.

Yong's hand took it.

"Brother Wu, don't get excited."

"He even asked you to die, how can I not be excited?"

After fighting out of the pale ancient forest, Wu Buyong had personal experience. The large number of corpses, plus more black-haired and white-haired demons that he had never seen before, was definitely not a force that one person could contend with, even Feng Jue.

Yu has the cultivation level of Chongyang Realm. Even if he can kill the white-haired Feimei, he will definitely pay a very heavy price in the end.

In this regard, it can be seen that Wu Buyong is not selfish. After all, the two people have experienced hardships. Although they have not risen to the level of mutual dependence, they can still be regarded as friends, and Wu Buyong's personality creed

, never put your friends in dire straits because of yourself.

Feng Jueyu could feel Wu Buyong's concern, and was slightly shocked in his heart. You must know that with Wu Buyong's current cultivation level, he can quickly see through the Chongyang Realm.

threshold, not only will your life span be greatly extended, but it will also be another step forward from the divine way to the heavenly way.

Immortality is a concept, and it is also the fundamental source of cultivators' pursuit. It is said that becoming a god can avoid the six paths of reincarnation. Although no one knows whether it is true or false, everyone practices hard with this idea, even if they abandon it.

Most of all, he was willing to let Wu Buyong close his eyes and wait for death, which was more uncomfortable than killing him.

Feng Jueyu could understand Wu Buyong's conflicted mood. He didn't want to die, but he also didn't want to go through fire and water for him. Feng Jueyu suddenly felt that he was very lucky. For a long time, when he was on the periphery of Hongtu, he even

Fan's pursuit made him lose hope in this world. He believed that this was a time of power, as long as one had the strength, one could do whatever one wanted, and there were many people who would regard human life as nothing just for jealousy and suspicion.

But only now did Feng Jueyu realize the greatness of human nature. Not everyone is so selfish that he doesn't care about other people's feelings. Yangu, Zhiwucai, Yang Yin, Changsun Jiangxue, Zhou Tianyu, Zhou Tianye, Zhou Jinshan, and Zhou Zude are very concerned about themselves.

They were all heart-wrenching, and the same was true for Zhao Wudi, a person who treated him as a brother after not getting along for a long time. Although they all gave him the greatest respect and flattery because they were interested in his cultivation, at least he couldn't.

When you meet that kind of duplicitous person, you do one thing to your face and another behind your back.

Therefore, Feng Jueyu has always felt that the time spent in Hongtu is the calmest and most satisfying time. If he wants to get involved with these people and make deep friendships, he must treat others with sincerity. Treat others with sincerity and I will treat others with sincerity.

, nothing more...

For a moment, Feng Jueyu made some kind of decision in his heart. He wanted to abandon the days when there was only one person with corpses and a sea of ​​blood. He was not Shura, but a real person, a creature full of humanity. There was no need to use killers.

He constrains himself by following rules and regulations. He knows that maybe this change of mind will make him lose some of his coldness and calm judgment, but people are not saints and cannot become killing machines forever. Sometimes, you must pay what you have to pay, and also

You will definitely get corresponding rewards.

Seeing Wu Buyong's enthusiastic fists, Feng Jueyu smiled slightly: "Brother Wu, if you are a confidant, you will die. This small predicament will not trouble us."

Wu Buyong was slightly startled. He never expected that Feng Jueyu would say the words "A scholar will die if he knows himself." A scholar will die if he knows himself. Am I his confidant?

After Feng Jueyu finished speaking, he ignored Wu Buyong and said to the woman in black: "Is it enough to just kill the white-haired Feimei?"

The woman in black was slightly moved. Feng Jueyu's words just now, "A scholar will die if he is a confidant" also shocked her soul. She was surprised and said: "Are you really going? I want to remind you that although Feimei Feimei only has three thousand years of life,

cultivation, but its corpse poison is innate, and there are black-haired flying charms. You are definitely no match for them. If I hadn't suppressed the source of their soul power with the Requiem just now, you would have escaped at all.

Not coming out."

Feng Jueyu smiled when he heard this: "Girl, we met by chance, are you worried about me?"

"Why should I worry about you." The woman in black said without changing her face: "I just don't want to die here. If you leave and leave us two seriously injured people, it won't be long before the corpses discover you."

"So you are worried about this." Feng Jueyu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't die easily."

Wu Buyong also said beside him: "Damn it, you bitch, do you treat me like a decoration?"

The woman in black said without fear: "Idiot, you are just a decoration now."

"you……"

"What are you..."

Feng Jueyu saw that one head was bigger than the two, and quickly stopped and said: "Stop, what are you arguing about?" He said to the woman in black: "Tell me, what will you do after killing the white-haired Feimei?"

The woman in black looked at Feng Jueyu's firm eyes and said with a sigh: "Okay, I need the body of white-haired Feimei's soul, also called soul pill. It's in its head. You only need to get one.

That’s enough, we can prepare him with detoxifying elixirs.”

Feng Jueyu did not leave immediately. He looked at the woman in black for a long time and suddenly laughed and said: "Although Bai-haired Feimei only has three thousand years of cultivation, his corpse poison is extremely terrifying. You can even know this kind of unorthodox medicine."

To prepare, the girl must have a good background."

When he said this, the woman in black felt something in her heart, as if it touched her heart, and she quickly lowered her head.

Feng Jueyu knew that he had guessed correctly. This woman's cultivation level was not high, that is, she was in the Lingxu realm, more commonly known as the Mortal Realm. However, she mastered the terrifying flute music of Requiem, and could even suppress Fei Mei.

, must have a good background, but now he has no time to guess the identity of the woman in black, and he is not even interested in the other party's name. Feng Jueyu stood up and said: "Okay, Brother Wu, take a rest first, Feng

Go and come back."

Wu Buyong nodded solemnly and said: "Brother Feng, be careful."

"Yes." Feng Jueyu smiled slightly and looked at the woman in black: "Then she..."

Wu Buyong quickly put his hand on the shoulder of the woman in black. With a little force, the woman let out an ouch of pain: "What are you doing? Let go."

Wu Buyong said dissatisfied: "You bitch, what if I let you go and run away?" Then he turned to Feng Jueyu: "Go, I'll watch her."

Feng Jueyu shook his head speechlessly. He really didn't know how he gained Wu Buyong's trust.

After thinking wildly, Feng Jueyu left the tree hole, and when he walked to a few ghost-clawed locust trees outside, he took out the Purple Que Sword and cut off a few of them, leaving the surrounding area as an open space, so that at least he could use it when he came back.

Don't bother trying to find your way back.

Then, he stood up and flew into the woods at lightning speed...

…

In the secluded pale ancient forest, wandering corpses walked aimlessly in the woods. They looked very harmless to humans and animals. However, Feng Jueyu, who had experienced being chased and intercepted by corpses, knew very well that once he was exposed to the eyes of the corpses,

Underneath, there will be a devastating attack.

Ghouls have no humanity, they only know how to kill and gnaw, just like the zombies in our minds.

Feng Jueyu hid behind a thick tree and was puzzled. The white-haired flying charm came and went without a trace, how to lure it out.

After thinking for a long time, but unable to find a suitable method, Feng Jueyu decided to have a bloody battle just like the ones that aroused the attention of the corpses all over the sky.

Thinking of this, he had to think of Xuan Zhong.

"There may be a terrible battle later, Xuan Zhong, I need your help at the critical moment."

Xuan Zhong said: "I really don't understand the humanity of you humans. Wu Buyong obviously has nothing to do with you, but you tried your best to save him. Why is this?"

Feng Jueyu was slightly startled: "I don't know either. Anyway, since we all share the same problem, we can't just ignore it."

Xuan Zhong was in a daze and said: "What I know is completely opposite to what you think. Martial arts practice is contrary to nature. Danger and danger are everywhere. As a practitioner, you should put aside the troubles of the world, so that you can permanently eliminate the inner demons.

Reaching the top step by step, this is a saying that I have heard from preachers. Those two are both powerful, are they not as good as you?"

Feng Jueyu was quite dissatisfied when he heard this and said: "Since you are a human being, why should you destroy your humanity? The way to enter the world is what you should do as a human being. Seeing through the mortal world is equivalent to cutting off the seven emotions and six desires. If you are a human being without desires and ruthlessness, can you still be called a human being?"

"

Xuanzhong pondered for a while and said for a while: "Your way of living is contrary to others and has subverted my concept. I want to think carefully about whether what you said is wrong or right."

Feng Jueyu said angrily: "What do you want to do with this? Everyone has different ideas. If everyone follows the trend and cuts off the six desires and seven emotions, it will not mean that each sculpture has lost its ability to distinguish right from wrong and is still alive.

What's the point?"

Xuanzhong's eyes suddenly lit up: "Huh? What you said seems to make sense."

Feng Jueyu's mouth tilted angrily: "It's reasonable in the first place, okay? Don't imitate those people who are so inhumane. Otherwise, what are you trying to do as a human being by practicing hard? You might as well be like your cold abyss water and just drift with the current.

"

Xuanzhong wiped the corner of his mouth and became happy, changed the subject and asked: "Okay, I won't argue with you. As you said, I should have the ability to distinguish right from wrong. What weapon did you use this time?"

"Sword..." Feng Jueyu said decisively.

Xuanzhong nodded: "Okay, I'll let you use the sword..."

"Damn, you are good at swordsmanship..."

The two argued for a moment, and Feng Jueyu suddenly flew towards the horizon, until he reached the top of the crown group. Sure enough, all the ghouls around him looked at him, and just like Feng Jueyu's guess, when the ghouls found that they could not touch Feng Jueyu.
Chapter completed!