The atmosphere in the wilderness became a little depressing because of the young man's shouting. The three of them stood together. For some reason, Fengda Killer felt a particularly weird feeling. He always felt that one of them seemed a bit redundant, especially the young man's pair.

The falcon-like eyes under the sword-shaped brows were filled with doubts and deep hostility.

How did I offend him? As for looking at me with such eyes? Feng Jueyu looked at the young man in confusion. Regarding the prediction of crisis, Killer Feng dared to be second, and no one dared to be first. He found out

Ever since he saw Wu Qingqiu, the young man's attitude towards him has been vigilant and threatening. This is the look of an enemy.

Looking directly at Feng Jueyu, Wu Qingqiu's eyes flashed with panic: "I'm asking you, why are you asking about me again?" She said, ignoring the young man's obstruction, and walked straight towards Feng Jue

feather.

"I'm looking for someone. Why are you here?"

Feng Jueyu looked at Wu Qingqiu in surprise. He knew Wu Qingqiu's identity when he was in Wanyue Tiangong, but Wu Qingqiu always gave people a mysterious feeling. It seemed that there was always something hidden in her heart, which made people feel...

Feeling of alienation.

But in the final analysis, both Feng Chenlian and Mu Tianhao once said that they would take care of Wu Qingqiu. After all these years, Feng Da Killer didn't care about her at all. Moreover, Wu Qingqiu once left a

Feng Wuluan Xinpei was given to Shangguan Ruomeng. What did it mean? Feng Da Killer was somewhat concerned about it, but it was far from being worried about it.

This time we met, we only spoke a few words, but our relationship was not as good as before, and we became estranged.

Wu Qingqiu walked over with her hands behind her back. Her petite figure was still as beautiful as before, but her steps were much firmer and her strength was much different from before.

She is beautiful and powerful, and has been the object of admiration for young talents for many years?

No wonder the young man always looked at me with a hostile look. It turned out to be because of Wu Qingqiu.

Feng Jueyu nodded calmly, finally knowing the reason why the young man was hostile to him.

Yes, Wu Qingqiu has an unworldly beauty, just like a white lotus that emerges from the mud but remains unstained. She cannot tolerate any sin, darkness or blasphemy. Her beauty is holy and does not contain any secular dust. Such a beautiful woman

He also has great strength, how can he not be looked at in a different light?

Feeling the powerful aura that Wu Qingqiu exuded unnaturally, Feng Jueyu realized that her cultivation level was not lower than his own, and her cultivation speed was also extremely astonishing.

But at the moment, Killer Feng is not in the mood to appreciate beautiful women. Although he has Feng Wuluan Xinpei, and he knows that when Wu Qingqiu left, he gave Feng Wuluan Xinpei to Shangguan Ruomeng, which showed some admiration and affection.

, trusting things with love and so on, those have become a thing of the past.

The current Fengda Killer just wants to find his family.

"There are monsters everywhere in the ancient world. Who are you looking for here?" Wu Qingqiu walked up to Feng Jueyu while speaking. A hint of shyness suddenly appeared on his cold face. He tapped the stones on the ground with his little feet and said in a low voice:

"Could it be that... you are here to find me?"

Killer Feng looked up at Wu Qingqiu with his eyelids raised and said, "No, I'm looking for someone else."

"you……"

Wu Qingqiu's cheeks puffed up when she heard Feng Da Killer's straightforward and unthinking answer: "Idiot, why are you so hateful?"

"What's wrong with me?" Feng Jueyu's expression did not change. Instead, he stared at Wu Qingqiu's reproachful eyes: "I wasn't looking for you in the first place."

Looking away from Wu Qingqiu, Feng Jueyu looked towards the hazy huge tree shadow in the distance. The real edge of the wilderness was there, and he didn't know where Elder Yiming lived.

"Looking for someone? Who are you looking for?" Wu Qingqiu walked up with her feet on her heels, leaning against the snowy neck and asking her ear. Her big, smart eyes seemed to be telling stories, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The relationship between the two in Wanyue Heavenly Palace may have reached such an extent, but as time has passed, such an intimate act made Killer Feng somewhat uncomfortable.

He frowned and looked at Wu Qingqiu, a little confused about what this little girl was thinking. Just as he was about to speak, the young man behind him followed him.

"Qingqiu, come back with me."

"Wen Su, didn't you see that I was talking to someone else? Why do you keep interrupting?"

"I……"

The young man named Wen Su was suddenly speechless and glanced at Feng Jueyu unconsciously, with a strong hint of threat in his eyes.

Feeling Wen Su's wolf-like gaze, Feng Jueyu stood still, glanced at Wu Qingqiu from the corner of his eyes, and whispered: "Hey, stop following me. If you follow me again, my life will be in danger." He stretched out his hand.

He pointed at Wen Su with the back of his thumb.

Wu Qingqiu was stunned, and then said angrily: "I have nothing to do with him, he is my senior brother." Wu Qingqiu, who was a little annoyed, puffed up his little mouth, looking quite cute.

Feng Jueyu laughed and continued to joke: "The point is that it has nothing to do with me. He seems to have taken a liking to you."

"you……"

"How long have you been here?"

Without giving Wu Qingqiu a chance to refute, Feng Jueyu suddenly said with a serious face.

Wu Qingqiu was slightly startled. In her heart, she did have some fond thoughts about the man in front of her. The two of them also had all the marriage contracts, but they were all left over from the previous generation. After experiencing the vicissitudes of the family and thousands of years of great changes,

Due to the changes in the world, this heart only has certain binding force on those verbal agreements and paper.

Emotions, for the most part, are non-existent.

However, chance is a wonderful thing, and the descendants of the Feng and Wu families finally met.

Slowly, Wu Qingqiu's emotions underwent subtle changes, but later she learned that he was accompanied by many beauties, but she could not convince herself to fully express her feelings, so she later gave Feng Wuluan her heart.

, the implication is that she just wants to leave it at that and finish what she should do.

But things are unpredictable. When we met today, the handsome man in front of us once again aroused the feelings in my heart.

As for Wen Su, she had no other thoughts at all, it was just the relationship between senior fellow apprentices.

"It's been three years." Wu Qingqiu's eyes dimmed, and gray emotions could be seen in the flowing pupils. It seemed that he had experienced many things in the past few years that he had never experienced before.

"Alone? Where is Uncle Feng?"

Wu Qingqiu's tear line was hung with silver beads: "No more."

"When did it happen?" Feng Jueyu was shocked. The absence that Wu Qingqiu said meant that Uncle Feng was dead.

"Not long after I came out of Wanyue Heavenly Palace, I met an enemy. Uncle Feng was killed to protect me. I have been wandering around since I entered the inner circle. I arrived here three years ago and was rescued by an expert, that person.

"She pointed at the man named Dasheng.

"I see." Feng Jueyu sighed, and lost all thoughts of teasing, and said: "It must have been hard these years. It would have been great to stay back then."

"I have my own things to do." Wu Qingqiu said softly, secretly wiping away her tears, changing the subject, and asked again: "The prehistoric era is the only way to the inner hinterland and the core area. There is no such thing as

The tyrannical strength cannot cross the ancient times. You said you are looking for someone, who are you looking for?"

"Oh, there is an elder named Yi Ming. I heard that he knows everything. I have something to ask the elder."

"Elder Yiming?" Wu Qingqiu's soft pupils suddenly changed.

"What? You know?"

"What are you looking for Master for?"

Before Wu Qingqiu could say anything, Wen Su came over with Da Sheng, their steps staggered, and they surrounded Feng Jueyu on the left and right, exuding strong hostility.

"What does it have to do with you?" Feng Jueyu raised his eyebrows sternly. This man is so rude. When he was talking to Wu Qingqiu before, he had been blocking him. Now he asked himself loudly. Do you really think that I am the master?

The soft persimmon is pinched.

"Master?" After Feng Jueyu asked, he realized that there was something wrong with the young man's title. "Master," he looked at Wu Qingqiu and said, "Is your master Elder Yiming?"

"Boy, Elder Yiming is not just for anyone to see. What is your purpose?" Wen Su said sharply.

Feng Jueyu slowly turned around and looked at Wen Su with an unhappy look: "This is my business and has nothing to do with you."

"How come it has nothing to do with me? I am Master's first disciple. How do I know if you were sent by Master's enemies?"

Feng Jueyu said coldly: "If I deliberately plotted against Elder Yiming, would I still tell you the truth?"

Wen Su tightened his eyebrows and threatened: "I don't care what you are here for? Master is not seeing anyone else now. I advise you to leave immediately. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you."

"Huh?" Feng Jueyu was stunned for a moment. Wen Su seemed to have good cultivation, but he was not the kind of being who could give him a sense of oppression. He said such big words without even looking at other people's cultivation. It was too arrogant.

.

There were only four people on the edge of the prehistoric era. Except for the big man Da Sheng who was holding Fang Tian's painted halberd and with a simple smile on his face, Feng Jueyu hadn't taken Wen Su seriously yet.

"You're welcome. I'd like to know how you can be polite."

"Wen Su, let me deal with it." Han Zi Dasheng stood up.

Wen Su waved his hand horizontally: "No, you are not needed to deal with him. Boy, get out of the wilderness immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword." Wen Su said, reciting the magic formula, and two long golden swords came out in response.

Flying, hanging on his left and right sides.

"Swordsmanship?"

Feng Jueyu almost laughed out loud when he heard that Su thought of the magic formula and the Yang Shen hanging on the ceiling was as dazzling as the golden sun. He had a good posture, but he was not skilled in the movement of the magic formula, his speed was not fast, and the source of his divine power was not deep.

"Peak Chongyang?" Feng Jueyu smiled contemptuously. If it was a big victory, he didn't dare to say that he would win, but if it was Chongyang Peak, Feng Jueyu would have absolute confidence to capture the opponent in one fell swoop.

"So what?"

"Sword-controlling skills? Haha, you haven't mastered it yet." Feng Jueyu said, and with a thought, the Jinbao long sword whizzed out and turned into sixty-four long swords, trapping Wen Su in it: "Sword-controlling skills, points

Shadow Sword is my master's specialty, you are bringing disgrace on yourself."
Chapter completed!