After Mo Qianyan left with the fan, Feng Wuxian hurriedly followed his pace, he turned his head to look behind him, and found that Lu Zhiyi had not chased after him.

Presumably, the guy probably didn't know the origin of this fan at all.

After walking a long way, the two came to a gazebo and stopped.

Mo Qianyan opened the fan in his hand and looked at it carefully for a while, then handed it to Feng Wuxian and said, "Do you recognize this thing?"

After Feng Wuxian took the fan and studied it carefully, he suddenly realized that this fan looked so familiar.

If he is not mistaken, this fan is actually an ancient artifact Seven Killing Fan, and it is rumored that this Seven Killing Fan was once the weapon of the ancient war god Silent Wind.

It is also the fourth-ranked powerful magic weapon on the artifact list, and compared to Guixu Ding, the power of this Seven Killing Fan is even more powerful.

It's just that there are nine seals on this fan, so it's no wonder that Lu Zhiyi would take out such a treasure as an ordinary fan.

The ninefold seals on this must have been sealed by Silent Wind back then, so this fan should not have recognized the owner yet.

Seeing this, Feng Wuxie's eyes suddenly glowed with a faint green light, didn't he just lack a weapon to take advantage of?

Besides, wouldn't such a fan be more able to show his unique romantic temperament?

Feng Wuxian suddenly felt that he was a match for this fan, so he turned his head to look at Mo Qianyan with joy and said, "Senior brother......"

"Don't even think about it!"

Before the words were spoken, they were directly snuffed out in swaddling clothes by Mo Qianyan, and as soon as Feng Wuxie saw a flower in front of him, the fan in his hand was already in Mo Qianyan's hands.

"Senior brother!"

Feng Wuxian pouted and couldn't help but lean towards Mo Qianyan's side again, while leaning on his greedy little eyes and constantly brushing the fan in Mo Qianyan's hand.

Artifact Seven Kills!

"Senior brother, people just lack a weapon to take advantage of, you see that this fan is a good match for me, or you can give it to me." ”

Feng Wuxian couldn't help but tug at Mo Qianyan's sleeve again, and said coquettishly.

"No, you don't deserve it!"

After Mo Qianyan glanced at him lightly, he couldn't help but conclude.

Feng Wuxie's hand pulling Mo Qianyan's sleeve shook violently, what does it mean that he is unworthy?

Why does this sound so strange?

"Senior brother, why don't I understand what you mean?"

Feng Wuxian let go of Mo Qianyan's sleeves and began to look at him, why did he always feel that Mo Qianyan seemed to have something to hide from him?

If this fan is not for him, then for whom?

"Don't you understand? Then let me put it simply, this fan has nothing to do with you. ”

Mo Qianyan said seriously, and at the same time, as if holding a treasure, he carefully held the fan in his hand.

When Feng Wuxian saw it, his eyes suddenly rolled in anger, what does this fan have nothing to do with him?

If it weren't for him, would the senior brother be able to trick this fan from Lu Zhiyi's hands?

It's embarrassing to say that he has nothing to do with this fan, is that ancestor related to this fan?

Feng Wuxian doesn't think so!

"Then who has a relationship with it? Could it be you?"

Feng Wuxian couldn't help but ask sourly.

"Guess. ”

The corners of Mo Qianyan's mouth hooked slightly, and he didn't look at Feng Wuxie, just such a sentence, and suddenly provoked Feng Wuxian to almost go crazy.

At this moment, he has to wonder if this ancestor has amnesia?

It's just as hateful as ever, if not worse than ever.

"Senior brother, do you know what this fan is called?"

After Feng Wuxian sat down with peace of mind, he looked at the fan and asked.

After Mo Qianyan glanced at him, as if he was looking at an idiot, he stretched out a slender and white finger, nodded towards a certain part of the fan, and said, "This fan is the Seven Killing Fan, but do you know the origin of this Seven Killing Fan?"

Mo Qianyan curled the corners of his mouth to look at Feng Wuxie, who was staring at the fan, and Feng Wuxie, who was staring at the fan, suddenly became puzzled.

Isn't this the weapon of the Silent Wind?

Is there any reason for this?

"Isn't this fan the weapon of the Silent Wind?

Feng Wuxian was a little puzzled and wanted to reach out and touch the fan, but he was slapped back by Mo Qianyan halfway through his hand.

Of course, it is rumored that this fan was made by Silent Wind for a woman, but after this fan was built, Silent Wind experienced a series of changes, and the woman was hunted down by creatures from all walks of life because of Silent Wind.

Later, this fan has never had a chance to be sent, on the contrary, this fan directly killed the Quartet after the accident of the silent wind, and finally disappeared, and then this fan became a seven-killing fan after passing it on. In fact, its real name is ......"

After Mo Qianyan said this, he suddenly paused.

He looked at the fan in his hand with a surprised expression, if he guessed correctly, it was the memory of Silent Wind.

Thinking of this, something suddenly flashed in Mo Qianyan's mind, but those things flashed so fast that he didn't even have time to grab them.

"Senior brother, why didn't you say it all of a sudden, what is the real name of this fan?"

Feng Wuxian saw that Mo Qianyan suddenly stopped talking and didn't speak, so he looked at it with a strange expression, but what he saw was Mo Qianyan who also looked confused.

Mo Qianyan looked at the fan, and there was an unknown emotion in his heart, he knew that this emotion was not his own, but he didn't know what to say about these things.

Although some memories are very long, so long that he seems to be a bystander, there are some emotions that have been haunting his heart until now.

This fan actually carries too many joys, sorrows, and sorrows that belong to Silent Wind, but Mo Qianyan understands that Silent Wind has left after all, but he can still help him fulfill this wish.

It can be regarded as an explanation for him.

"Oh, nothing, I'm going to give this fan to my lady. ”

Mo Qianyan said lightly.

As soon as Feng Wuxian heard that Mo Qianyan was going to give such an artifact to Su Yixian, his sour facial features immediately came together.

Is there any mistake, that girl's ability is already very rebellious, okay?

Can't you just give them an artifact like this, who needs it more?

"Senior brother, didn't I say you, what are you not good to give, you have to send a fan?"

Feng Wuxian couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

For the meaning of this fan, Feng Wuxian thinks it's quite unlucky, doesn't sending a fan mean that it's a shot or two scattered?

Can't you just send something with a better meaning?

Feng Wuxian felt that he should not tell such an ominous meaning to this ancestor?

After all, if he is beaten by a girl because of this fan, should he laugh?