CHAPTER XLII

After sending off the guests, Feng Ran called Feng Qing into his bedroom, no matter what, he had to ask his apprentice what he thought, if she wanted to marry, he would prepare the best dowry.

Feng Qing opened the door, she didn't know what she was about to face, her eyes were full of confusion, she didn't know what kind of decision her master would make, forbidden love can't be declared, people are at the door, tears are in her eyes.

Looking up and taking a deep breath, Feng Qing held back his tears.

Kneeling on the ground slowly, her face was calm, and her hands were slightly placed on her knees, as if everything was as usual, but the tendons on her neck revealed her nervous state of mind at this time.

One knelt on the ground, the other sat on the couch.

Looking at the beloved disciple who was kneeling on the ground, he slowly asked, "Do you want to marry him?"

When Feng Qing heard this, he slowly kowtowed to the master above and said, "The apprentice doesn't want to marry." ”

couldn't see Feng Qing's face clearly, Feng Ran's eyes were red at this time and he continued to ask: "Then you have someone you like, and the teacher will make the decision for you." ”

Feng Qing didn't speak, Feng Ran clenched her fists and waited for her to speak.

"The apprentice doesn't have a favorite person, if he does, he will definitely tell the master. ”

Knowing that his apprentice had no sweetheart, Feng Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

Neither of them is willing to mention it again, and life is the same as before.

The moment when the two people officially announced their feelings was at the moment when Feng Qing played the guqin, Feng Ran came over, corrected her mistakes as before, and the two of them played the piano together, and they looked at each other at this moment, and the affection between each other knew everything without words.

determined each other's hearts, and the two will soon get married.

On this day, the master and apprentice got married, and they were not tolerated by the world.

On the day of the big day, he was dressed in red and had not yet visited the church.

The tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, Fengqing has never felt that happiness can be so close to him, waiting for his happiness to come, Fengqing's smile is full of hope for the future.

And Feng Ran, who is outside the red hijab, has already discovered the crisis.

Before Feng Qing walked in front of her, Feng Ran walked quickly in front of her, hugged Feng Qing, and passed on all the skills of his body to Feng Qing with a smile.

The moment the red hijab was lifted, Feng Ran fell tightly into Feng Qing's arms.

Tightly holding Fengqing's hand, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Only two words came slightly: "Quick...... Walking"

Use the last remaining internal force to push away the Fengqing who is holding you.

"Feng Ran, you actually secretly Chen Cang with your disciples, not tolerated by the world, today, we will do the right thing for the sky. ”

"Master......" The moment Feng Qing was pushed away in the air, the words sounded in his ears, and he saw his master fall in a pool of blood.

When they landed, those people pointed the finger at themselves.

"Demon girl, seduce the master, martial arts scum, Ruoer hands over the Sutra to atone for his sins. The leader pointed his sword at himself, and the blood of the master was still flowing on the sword.

It turned out that what I wanted was just the Sutra! But I found so many reasons.

"Master......" Feng Qing didn't respond to the words of the leader, but just looked at the master who fell to the ground and shouted, his eyes rushed towards those people resolutely.

Where is Feng Qing's opponent of those people, but the master is dead, and even if he dies, he will make the other party pay a painful price.

At the end of the fight, we reached the edge of the cliff.

Feng Qing roared loudly at those who were gradually persecuting: "Martial arts is the right way, but that's it. ”

Without hesitation, he closed his eyes and jumped into the cliff, muttering to himself: "Master, the apprentice is here." ”