Ye Wanran and Xiao Zhen were beating in their hearts. ("")
This disciple of Master Feng is so beautiful and fragrant, not to mention a young and energetic young man, even the two of them can't help but feel amazed. If the dandy in the family sees it and has some crooked thoughts or a few flirty words, then
But it is absolutely inevitable.
But if something like this happened, the family ancestor would have to go and apologize in person...
Firstly, this... this is too unjust... Secondly, it is estimated that the whole family will lose a layer of skin after the ancestor comes back to apologize. Especially the one who caused trouble... should have become the whole family's leader from now on.
The punching bag of dozens of generations of ancestors...
There is no hope of turning around in this life, and... I can't even die.
"After the two of us go back, we must strictly instruct the family to prevent this situation from happening!" The two of them broke out in a cold sweat. At the same time, they thought of one thing: if a certain bold person is his direct descendant...
When I think about the strict family laws of my ancestors, I immediately shudder.
"Yes." Feng Yurou nodded quietly and said: "During this period, we are taking our apprentice to play in the southeast... You two should not make such a big fuss. You have destroyed all the beautiful scenery. Then
We don’t have to watch anymore.”
"Yes, yes. I won't fight, I won't fight." The two of them nodded repeatedly, with cold sweat dripping down their foreheads.
"Just like this black pine forest... Hey, how are you going to have fun in the future?" Feng Yurou frowned slightly and said, "I like scenery, beautiful mountains and rivers, majestic earth, clear water, lush flowers and plants... If I don't have the pleasure of traveling...
, I’m not happy for a second reason, that’s all, but if he... is unhappy, then your two big families will be a little uncomfortable."
The two nodded repeatedly.
He thought, in fact, Yue Lingxue's unhappiness is secondary, because he is just a person if he is unhappy; but it is even more terrifying that you are unhappy, because if you are unhappy, Yue Lingxue will be even more unhappy than him.
, that is, if both of you are unhappy together, then it will be really miserable...
Feng Yurou frowned: "Let's all go, the smell here is too bad." She turned around and said, "Qianqian, come with me."
The white clothes were fluttering, and he flew up quietly, flying out like a fairy Lingbo.
Behind him, Wu Qianqian, dressed in black, also followed, and the two slim figures disappeared in the blink of an eye. ("")
The two supreme beings breathed a sigh of relief at the same time and almost sat on the ground.
"It's really hanging." Ye said in confusion.
"Yes, it's really shocking." Xiao Zhen wiped his sweat.
"Fortunately, it was Feng Yurou who came...not Yue Lingxue." Ye Wanran was still frightened: "Feng Yurou is known for his good temper and gentleness."
"But she is not a gentle disciple. She is full of murderous aura. Although her cultivation level is so low, she naturally has the aura of a superior person, giving orders, and has a sense of looking down on the world. If she grows up, she will definitely be another month.
Lingxue. Even stronger... Yue Lingxue and Feng Yurou work together to teach the disciples... Oh my God, how could this happen?"
Xiao Zhen sighed.
They both sighed at the same time.
Then he suddenly woke up, Ye Wanran jumped out with a single stride, and said angrily: "Xiao Zhen! The grudge between you and me today will definitely be settled with you in the future!"
Xiao Zhen shouted: "Ye Wanran, for the sake of Master Feng, I will let you go today!"
As they said that, both of them were a little embarrassed.
Then they all gave a heavy grunt, one went east, the other went west, and parted ways.
The Ye family and the Xiao family can't fight for the time being, and the Xiao family and the Huang family can only temporarily stop fighting because of the gentle wind and rain during this period and Yue Lingxue is in the southeast.
But if we can't fight here, it doesn't mean we can't fight elsewhere. People will eventually move around if things don't change.
Feng Yurou's sudden appearance extinguished the storm that Chu Yang had been planning for a long time!
On the surface, it seemed that with Feng Yurou's move, all Chu Yang's long-term planning suddenly became in vain.
But who can tell clearly whether this is a good thing or a bad thing for Chu Yang?
The open spear turned into a hidden arrow, the open fire turned into a dark flame, and was buried underground... Once the wind and clouds blow, it can start a prairie fire again.
No matter what, it is impossible for those who died today to be resurrected!
Then, the seeds of hatred were finally planted. The latest chapter of the Holy Church
Moreover, as Sword Spirit said before: Even if you have caused irreparable chaos in Jiuchongtian, what can you do with your current strength?
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On the other side, Feng Yurou took Wu Qianqian for a walk in the mountains and forests. Wu Qianqian followed behind her, with eyes that were a little excited and a little confused.
Following such a powerful master is of course a smooth journey. But my future is destined to be filled with great responsibilities!
But at the same time, she was a little confused about her future.
The more you follow a powerful master, the heavier the responsibility becomes. Because the honor of the master is integrated with one's own blood at the moment of becoming a master.
Wu Qianqian can be defeated or die; but Yue Lingxue and Feng Yurou's disciples cannot be defeated or die!
Be strong!
You must become stronger in order to maintain the honor of your sect. Only by becoming stronger can you truly help... Chu Yang!
Chu Yang!
Wu Qianqian felt a twinge of pain in her heart when she thought of this name, and she subconsciously pinched the hem of the black robe she was wearing.
There, the surface looks smooth, but when you touch it with your hand, there are slight ridges.
Wu Qianqian knew what was there.
Chu Yang, Qianqian likes you!
This is the robe she made for Chu Yang. After Chu Yang left, Wu Qianqian made the robe for King Chu of Hell with her own hands. Every time she made a robe, she couldn't help it and subconsciously used her own robe.
The hair is made of needle and thread, and the same words are embroidered in that position.
Only by wearing such a black robe can she feel that she is still connected with Chu Yang. Chu Yang is still by her side. Just like a year ago, when Butian Pavilion was founded, Chu Yang and herself were separated by a piece of paper.
Tables, sitting opposite each other.
Whether it is dealing with people, or conspiracy calculations, whether it is small-scale arrangements, or the general trend of the world; whether it is observation of people's hearts, or political analysis, whether it is mountains and rivers, or the Nine Heavens Tower...
Chu Yang explained and explained everything in detail to himself.
He seemed to be speaking casually, and he seemed to be listening casually.
But she knew he was speaking with all his heart, and he also knew that she was listening with all his heart.
Wu Qianqian sighed softly in her heart, and it seemed that a pair of sharp and calm eyes appeared in front of her again. Chu Yang's eyes were sometimes very gentle, like autumn water, sometimes very cold, like a vulture, and sometimes very sharp, like a sword.
, sometimes it is painful, like a deep pool, sometimes it is intense, like a raging wave, sometimes it is blank and empty...
It was those eyes that often reflected thousands of emotions and expressions inadvertently, slowly entangling and surrounding Wu Qianqian, until she was immersed in them and could no longer get out.
Heartbroken!
Chu Yang left, and he took over the position of King of Hell of Chu. Every time he dealt with something, he felt more and more outstanding about Chu Yang: He had laid a good foundation, but there were still some things he didn't do properly, looking forward and backward... So, at that time,
How much pressure does he put on to deal with the same thing? What kind of courage does he use? How much mental effort is required...
It took me three days to realize how knowledgeable Chu Yang was.
He had explained everything clearly, including the current situation of the nine dominant families, which he had jokingly mentioned at the time.
"It is difficult for one mountain to accommodate two tigers, let alone the nine great masters without their master? The nine great families are plotting against each other, that is absolutely certain."
The masters of the Nine Heavens are like clouds, their eyes and ears are endless, and there is no end.
Chu Yang also said it at that time.
"Who knows how big the world is and what kind of masters there are? What kind of masters can dominate the world? It's all a mystery. Until you reach a certain level, you will never know the levels above."
"The lower three kings are heaven; but what about the middle three? What about the upper three who really gather all the elites? What about the so-called legendary king-level saints? What about the supreme? How can we know what is above the supreme?
Is there no one? There is no end to the sky, so how can there be an end to the Tao? Since there is no end, what is the ultimate?"
Wu Qianqian felt a little crazy thinking about what Chu Yang said back then.
Chu Yang, you know so much.
Chu Yang, Qianqian misses you so much.
Chu Yang, where are you?
Wu Qianqian may not have thought at all that the moment she and Feng Yurou stepped into the black pine forest, Chu Yang, dressed in black, walked out of the black pine forest silently.
To a certain extent, she just...passed by Chu Yang.
She was going in the direction Chu Yang came from, maybe she would go astray.
But Chu Yang's departure was exactly the same path Wu Qianqian had walked along, and there was absolutely no deviation!
Their routes completely overlapped, but their directions were completely different.
This cannot but be said to be a pity, and for lovers, it cannot but be said to be a kind of sadness.
Feng Yurou walked quietly in front. She was a gentle and graceful woman. She felt that her apprentice seemed to be a little distracted. She didn't say anything, but sighed slightly in her heart.
This disciple's talent exceeded his expectations; his wisdom exceeded Yue Lingxue's expectations; his perseverance and character exceeded their expectations. The speed of his practice also made them even more overjoyed.
, it can be said that he is a unique genius in Jiuzhongtian for tens of thousands of years!
Moreover, the Xuan Yin Qi in her body seemed to be given by God, which was even more unexpected and ecstatic.
It's a pity that this disciple's heart is not in her chest. It has been firmly tied to a young man whose name she does not want to name.
The more such a woman is, once she falls in love, she will be there for life.
The more such a woman is, the more infatuated and unrepentant she is; the more infatuated and unrepentant she is, the more likely it will be a tragedy...
With Feng Yurou's mental strength, she could clearly feel the deep longing and sadness in Wu Qianqian's eyes without looking back or looking.
Where is your heart wandering?
Feng Yurou sighed slightly.
"Qianqian."
"Master, disciple is here."
"Think of him again?"
"……yes."
"Who is he?"
"...Master forgives me, disciple...can't say anything."