Dismiss all disciples.

Chu Feng said leisurely: "Fairy, I'm leaving." ”

The figure in the Qin Pavilion trembled slightly, and then said 'um'.

Chu Feng's eyebrows raised slightly: "You...... Why don't you go back with me?"

There was silence for a long time.

A cold voice floated in: "No, I'm already the head of the house, so naturally I have to stay here." ”

Chu Feng frowned, he always felt that something was wrong with the fairy,

It seems, consciously or unconsciously, to alienate him?

In the forty-nine days that she entered the Qin Pavilion, what happened to her?

He wanted to ask Zuqin's remnant soul,

After all, the remnant soul promised in person that it could ensure that Dongfang Yirou was complete.

But just when Chu Feng had this thought,

The remnant soul of the ancestral qin, a plain sentence came: "Please me." ”

Let Chu Feng have the urge to scold his mother.

At the beginning, he also said that whoever begged him was the grandson.

"Actually, you are my grandson, and you earned it. ”

"Get out!"

Chu Feng roared in his heart.

I've never heard of being a grandson and earning it.

Seeing that Dongfang Yirou was deliberately distant, he was a little annoyed, and after holding it for a long time, he finally couldn't help it, and roared angrily: "." ”

"I'm really leaving, and I won't necessarily go up the mountain in the future, so why don't you come over and hug me?"

Behind him, there was still no movement.

Chu Feng exhaled slowly.

When he came back to his senses, he was about to take a step.

Suddenly there was a warm feeling behind him.

Two weak and boneless hands hugged him tightly.

Feeling the jade man sobbing behind him, Chu Feng laughed: "Don't cry, just look for me if you have something in the future......"

The smile lasts halfway.

The corners of his mouth suddenly froze.

Grabbed Dongfang Yirou's wrist suddenly, the latter was startled, and wanted to break free, Chu Feng said, "Don't move." ”

Pinching the latter's pulse, Chu Feng's eyes were full of shock.

Then, it turned into a monstrous killing intent.

"Who did it?" gritted his teeth, and said word by word.

Dongfang Yirou lowered her head and said nothing.

There was silence for a long time.

Chu Feng roared again, and when he turned around, Long Qin appeared in his hand, and the long shirt he had just changed into was windless.

In the pupils, in addition to the red gold, there was a hint of scarlet.

Since you don't say it,

Then I'...... Slaughter the entire Fuxi Gate!

Chu Feng raised his hand and stroked the eighth string, and the breath of death and destruction seeped out from the guqin.

"Boy, are you crazy, stop!!" Zuqin's remnant soul finally roared: "I can't say it?"

Chu Feng's hand paused.

However, before the remnant soul in Zuqin could speak, from the outside world, Dongfang Yirou suddenly raised his head: "Stop! ”

Foot.

The roar of the Zuqin came to an abrupt end.

And Chu Feng also followed, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and the scarlet in his eyes gradually disappeared.

It took a long time to laugh.

"Voluntarily. ”

"That Chu wishes you a hundred years of happiness. ”

Chu Feng stepped forward again.

One step by one, one foot at a time, another foot, ten feet.

Behind.

Dongfang Yirou finally couldn't help it, knelt on the ground, heartbreaking, and cried.

She did do it voluntarily.

Volunteered, the 'Chu Feng' in the illusion.

Happily married?

She didn't even know who the person who deserved to be cut off with a thousand cuts was!

However, she was already a dirty body, and she didn't want to explain to Chu Feng again.

"Ahem. ”

In the air, there was a dry cough.

"Girl, don't cry. ”

Hearing this voice, Dongfang Yirou was obviously stunned, turned her head and saw the man who appeared in the ancestral qin on the ground, and after being stunned for a few seconds, she was furious.

Isn't this the person in the fantasy world!

"Yes, you!"

Almost gritted his teeth.

"Ahem, ahem, it's me," the man in the imperial robe thought for a moment, and then shook his head: "No, don't get excited, that's not me!"

"It's not you, who will it be!"

The fairy's eyes were cold and full of hatred.

The old man touched his head: "Cough, this matter is indeed my fault, but well, I am also kind enough to draw the red line for you......"

Wait for him to quickly explain.

The ice and snow on Dongfang Yirou's body melted instantly, and the whole person froze in place.

The small mouth opened slightly: "You, what are you talking about...... Really, really?"

"Otherwise, I'm a remnant soul and don't even have a body, what else can I do to you?"

Hear this,

Dongfang Yirou cried again.

"Woo-"

"Oh, girl, why are you crying again. The royal robe was annoyed.

"No, no. Dongfang Yirou hurriedly wiped away her tears: "I, I'm happy." ”

Be able to give yourself to your true beloved.

How can you not be happy?

Subconsciously wanted to pick up the piano and chase it out, Dongfang Yirou's pretty face changed again.

That stupid man......

I don't even know how to tap it, it hurts!

"Girl, don't robe. ”

"Why?"

The imperial robe stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes passing through the distance, his eyes narrowed: "Sooner or later, he will understand himself." ”

As long as that kid has mastered the Fifth Imperial Thoroughly.

What happened that day came to light naturally.

Just as the imperial robe wanted to return to Zuqin, he felt something, and looked out of the door again, his eyes were full of surprise: "This kid ......"

Under Dongfang Yirou's stunned gaze, another old man appeared next to the man in the imperial robe.

He was also stunned: "This stimulus has broken through again?"

The old man and the imperial robe glanced at each other, and slowly spoke: "Why does it still look like a mortal realm?" Fuxi, you say...... What realm is he in now?"

"I don't know. ”

"Anything else you don't know?"

The imperial robe shook his head and smiled, without the slightest hint of embarrassment: "I don't know much." ”

"But this kid reminds me of someone. ”

"You mean...... His predecessor -- the descendant named Pu Sheng -- that kid was a saint in his writings, and in our time, he was also a peerless genius. ”

"No, it's not. The imperial robe shook his head: "Ah no, to be precise, the one I'm talking about shouldn't be called 'human'." ”

At the foot of Xianmen Mountain.

Chu Feng sat beside the boulder, and occasionally birds and beasts flew around him, but as if he felt something, he fled quickly.

Even the plants around him deliberately distanced themselves from him.

A white crane just flew through the air, but then felt something, when he looked down, he saw the young man in a long robe, felt the negative emotions on his body, and was full of disgust, so he wanted to avoid suspicion and turned away.

"Come here. ”

A voice suddenly sounded from below.

The white crane didn't know what was going on, so he brushed the ground and fell directly in front of Chu Feng, prostrate on the ground.

There was no longer disgust in the eyes, but horror.

A word, as if with the power of heaven, it has to obey?

"You are a duck, and you look down on Lao Tzu?"

The white crane crawled on the ground and quickly shook his head.

"Get out. ”

After receiving the order, the white crane hurriedly flew away, ignoring the broken wings.

Chu Feng stared at the ripples on the water surface in front of him, and suddenly smiled.

Yamamoto has no worries, because of the snow white head.

The water is worry-free, wrinkled by the wind.

"Speaking of which, you saved me once. ”

Last time, he was seriously injured and fell off a cliff, and the river he fell into was of the same origin as this river.