The old man has been carrying his hands behind his back. At this moment, he is still in the mood to look around at the scenery on the mountain. From time to time he sighs: "The pavilions and pavilions here are beautiful, but they are a little more craftsmanship and less majestic."
Suddenly, a golden eagle flew down from the mountain and stayed above the old man's head. The golden eagle flapped its wings to balance its body!
At this time, the old man also stopped going up the mountain, raised his head, and looked towards the sky.
The woman on the golden eagle in the air has a picturesque face, but her eyebrows are extremely fierce. At first glance, she looks like a tigress.
But at this moment, the woman's eyes were a little red, and although her eyebrows were raised, she was a little less domineering and a little more feminine.
The old man was suddenly a little surprised: "Fengjiao, why are you young again? If you continue like this, you won't be eighteen next year!"
"Damn old man, I thought you were dead!" The woman sat on the golden eagle, but two drops of crystal water instantly fell from her red eyes.
But Zhao Fengjiao didn't take it seriously at all, and gently touched the marks on her face with her hand.
"What are you talking about? Don't you know that many people call me old and immortal? That means the older you get, the harder it is to die." The old man laughed.
It turns out that this old man is actually Fang Hao's adoptive father, Fang Wenjun, an old man that Zhao Fengjiao has been chasing for who knows how many years.
It's just that this old man used to be the same age and look the same. After so long, it's still the same, with no change.
"Pfft!" Zhao Fengjiao laughed very rarely, but there was still water sparkling in her eyes, and she really looked like a pear blossom carrying rain.
After suppressing her smile, Zhao Fengjiao asked directly: "You have come to my door this time, so you should show some expression, right?"
Fang Wenjun sighed: "Look at you, Shuangshi, I am 80 years old and I want to tell you that I can be your grandfather."
"Get out!" Zhao Fengjiao became powerful in an instant, and the majestic pressure fell from the sky, all falling on Fan Wenjun.
Fang Wenjun smiled bitterly: "Look at the good things about this bad old man like me."
"I don't want you to worry about this for me!" Zhao Fengjiao was furious, as if she wanted to kill someone.
Fang Wenjun stood for a long time, staring blankly at Zhao Fengjiao, who was as powerful as a fairy and a majestic and domineering woman.
After a long time, his eyes flashed and he said with a very calm expression: "If after the big thing is done, I don't die and you don't die, then we can be together."
When Zhao Fengjiao heard these words, the overwhelming momentum in her body suddenly stopped. Zhao Fengjiao seemed to feel unreal and condescending, but she looked at Fang Wenjun blankly and asked blankly: "Are you serious?"
"When have I ever lied to you?" Fang Wenjun suddenly grinned, his old wrinkled face seemed to have smoothed out all the wrinkles at this moment.
After receiving the affirmative answer, Zhao Fengjiao's beautiful face suddenly showed a touching smile.
But it didn't last long, Zhao Fengjiao raised her head high and flew into the sky with the golden eagle.
Just the moment it flew away, the crystal water drops fell from the sky like rain.
Fang Wenjun stretched out his hand and caught the crystal-clear water drops. Many inexplicable emotions appeared on his face, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He stood on the stone staircase for a long time.
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Fang Hao is currently in the Beast Control Palace. Fang Hao has special privileges and can freely enter and leave any place except the ancestor's ancestral hall.
Zhao Moqing was at the ancestral hall of his ancestors, so Fang Hao thought about it and realized that there really was nowhere else to go except here.
As for Aunt Zhao, Fang Hao probably had too much shadow when he was a child, and he never wanted to be alone with Zhao Fengjiao, a tough girl like her.
The Meditation Room is the secret cultivation room of Yushen Palace. Naturally, ordinary people cannot enter it. However, Sima Ling'er ordered the maid, so Fang Hao can come and go freely.
Of course, Fang Hao came here not only to find an acquaintance to talk to, but also because he was entrusted by Zhao Yuanfeng. Sima Ling'er was Zhao Yuanfeng's favorite disciple, although he was very bad at practicing because of his playfulness.
But this time, after returning from Chen Guosheng City, Sima Ling'er seemed to be a different person. He practiced hard and would not leave the house all day long. His mastery of beast control was progressing at a rapid pace, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a thousand miles a day.
But Sima Ling'er like this made Zhao Yuanfeng more and more worried. He felt that Sima Ling'er became like this because of the tragic death of his family, so he simply asked Fang Hao to enlighten her.
Therefore, Zhao Yuanfeng always turned a blind eye when Fang Hao came to Yushen Palace from time to time.
And Fang Hao also discovered that this little girl would smile from the bottom of her heart only when she saw him.
"Brother Fang, you've come to see Ling'er." Sima Ling'er said in surprise.
Fang Hao smiled and said: "Yes, I didn't disturb your practice, right?"
"No, only Brother Fang often visits Ling'er, which makes Ling'er very happy." Sima Ling'er smiled cutely, changing her usual gloomy mood.
Looking at Sima Ling'er's appearance, Fang Hao really didn't think there was anything wrong with this little girl, but when he observed it secretly, he found that Sima Ling'er's expression was very cold, as if she was cold about everything but cultivation.
That kind of expression is not what a fifteen-year-old girl should have.
"Ling'er, I heard that you rarely talk to others now. What's going on?" Fang Hao said with a relaxed smile, as if he just asked a very casual topic.
Sima Ling'er was stunned for a moment, then sighed and said, "It's nothing, I just found that I don't have anything to say to them."
Fang Hao said sincerely: "Ling'er, you're still young. You can't let bad things affect you for the rest of your life. No matter how sad or sad you are, you can't change the past. You have to learn...to accept it, do you understand what I mean?
?”
At this moment, Fang Hao felt that he was a psychiatrist guiding problem students.
"No Ling'er." Sima Ling'er's words instantly made Fang Hao confused as to how to answer.
Fang Hao thought for a while and seemed to be organizing his words.
But Sima Ling'er asked curiously: "Brother Fang, can you tell me what happened between you and your wife?"
Fang Hao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Of course."
So she picked up Yun Feifei and thought he was dead, so the story about getting married holding the urn changed.
Suddenly, Sima Ling'er snickered and said, "Brother Fang, you deserve to be beaten by Madam, but you actually lied to him."
"I didn't mean it, I was deceiving my enemy." Fang Hao said with a bitter smile.
"Then you told me before that you can risk everything for the one you like. Is it true?" Sima Ling'er seemed to be very curious about these things.
The girl is fourteen or fifteen years old, probably in adolescence, and is quite interested in things like relationships. It seems that the same is true not only in the lower world, but also in Kyushu.
Fang Hao nodded without hesitation.
Sima Ling'er's eyes suddenly brightened, so bright that Fang Hao was surprised.
Then, Sima Ling'er smiled: "Brother Fang, I understand."
"Oh!" Fang Hao said subconsciously, but immediately he realized something was wrong: "What do you understand?"
Sima Ling'er smiled sweetly, but did not answer. Instead, he said: "Brother Fang, actually I know that you came to see me. It was my master who asked you to come and see me. He felt something was wrong with me, but don't worry, Brother Fang."
Yes, from now on, I will definitely be happy, because I know that I have lost all my relatives, but there are still people in this world who care about me and are willing to be my go-to person.
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After saying that, Sima Ling'er turned around with a smile and entered the inner room of the meditation room.
Fang Hao chewed on Sima Ling'er's words and felt something was wrong. Just when he was about to think and analyze, he saw Xing'er running over nervously and shouting breathlessly: "Auntie, uncle, master is coming!"